[the first stage of grief is denial, which is why, when he had got the letter detailing when his departure would be he had ripped it up and thrown it away. Anger was fine; he had taken out several of the moose on his way over. Bargaining was rarely his style. So now he had no note, no bullets, and had informed no one of his eventual removal from ( Read more... )

*today in Gakuen, Mello's doing someone a favour. He's stood outside cottage eighteen, knocking on the door with his knuckles almost violently, a basket in his hand*

MiiiOWWWWWWW!

*and no, it doesn't look like it's going to be shutting up any time soon*

*if you happen to be passing by the apartment building on this fine day, you may notice that someone seems to have emptied the entire contents of one of the apartments -- sofas, beds, bookcases, a TV, that kind of thing -- onto the ground outside*

...

*and there's a very smug-looking, unusually glittery Mello sat atop a sofa, resting his feet on ( Read more... )

[spits his black tea back into its cup as he hears the rumble of voices]

This again? Che... it's like he's running out of ideas. How mundane.

[is doing his best not to immediately freak out, thanks for asking :D]

((ooc: open to characters, muns and the audience!))

*sat in the cafeteria being unusually quiet, eating his coco pops unusually slowly, a certain letter unfolded in front of him*

... with what Near said... it adds up. Fuck.

*today in Gakuen, there's a contented-looking (but clearly quite confused) blond sat in the cafeteria, gnawing on the side of the table.

...

Someone should probably stop him.*

((OOC: Mello - chocolate + almost two weeks = a very delirious guy with even more mood swings than usual! Also, will be periodically away since I'm apparently an expert at ( Read more... )

*walking down the aisles of desks in his class passing out (very harshly!) marked homework assignments, seeming to become increasingly irritated with each paper that he glances over*

Class, what is this bullshit? Do you expect to pass with grades like these? Are you just expecting me to let those Bs slide just because the exam is ten months away? ( Read more... )

... not this shit again.

((OOC: because the where have the men's rooms gone? event isn't over just yet. ♥))

*takes a seat in the cafeteria, placing one of his elbows atop the table in front, resting his chin on the accompanying hand lazily*

Hnn, no, I don't think so. I had an appetite, but I don't any more. Not after all that shit.

((OOC: From here. :3 Most definitely not locked to Schuldig, just beware if your character has a remotely similar shoe ( Read more... )

*having completely ignored the sign, passing it off as some pervert's joke, Mello's currently floating in the onsen, slightly irritated as yet more fairy dust that hadn't gone in the shower flows down from his hair and into the water --*

Grr...

*-- but the fairy dust wasn't the worst part for him, of course; it was his new-found inability to lie ( Read more... )