-Mello, clad in his best black vinyl club-going outfit, bursts through a nearby door. He's assuming this is the familiar territory of the dorm, and not really paying attention to details - not initially, anyway. He shouts, in exasperated tone:
... Oi, Near! Come on already, we're supposed to -
-He stops, midsentence, and whips off his
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In some universe, I allow you to call me Nat?
*fingers brushing the wall for reference*
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Yeah, like you could stop me.
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*Not only a boy, but apparently focused on the wall two feet to the left of where Mello is.*
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You could try. Pretty sure I'd be handing you your ass on a daily basis if you did, though.
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Has it stopped me yet?
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-Mello notes the fact that this Near isn't quite facing him, but doesn't mention it. It's probably more interesting to watch him a bit longer.-
I hadn't realized you had started. You were talking hypothetically, last I checked.
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Surely you must have me confused with someone else - maybe that cheap hooker version of me. I don't throw temper tantrums.
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Whatever you say, kiddo. I can do without the TMI, though.
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Now, you're new. Do you need to know where the kitchen, or rooms are?
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Uh ... Nat's gonna show me around. But thanks anyway ... I guess.
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*He unfolds his cane with a few sharp snaps, and starts tracing his way towards the top of the stairs.*
If you need anything, I'm probably the last person you'd ask, but I would try to help.
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-He watches after Near, puzzled, as Near moves away from him. Yep, this has definitely been one of the stranger encounters Mello has had lately.-
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