Why yes~ I can post two threads in a row
WHO: Toni and Rodi Antonio, Roderich, Lenna, Kim (open to anyone else as always~)
WHERE: Museum of Contemporary Art
WHEN: Sunday Noon
WHAT: Tour and Tea
( because I am a pimp after all~ )
WHERE: Museum of Contemporary Art
WHEN: Sunday Noon
WHAT: Tour and Tea
( because I am a pimp after all~ )
"She is a lovely girl," he said, his eyes wandering all around him. They should really make arrows that point to the exit. He would be sure to bring that up at the next board meeting.
He paused when Antonio tugged his sleeve. He glanced at the hand briefly before he looked up at the man himself.
"Ah, yes, the elevator!" He subdued a cheer. Now he would just need to press a button and go to the conference room, where delicious tea and cakes await them.
He took the lead and stepped into the elevator. He had never used this particular elevator before, since he didn't frequent his part of the museum. Once they were both in the lift, he pressed for the right floor; at least he knew where things were!
The elevator door closed. It started to move up.
Then it stopped. Completely.
Roderich blinked at the buttons. They weren't at the right floor yet. He waited for the cart to move again, not wanting to jump to conclusion. But it didn't move.
"Antonio..." Roderich almost whimpered. "I think there is a problem with the elevator..."
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And now it was starting to get hot. Not that the spanish native noticed, being used to heat much worse than this. Antonio turned to look back at Rodi when he heard just how scared he was.
"Is there?" He asked, pushing the button again as if that was going to help. He frowned lightly and clicked it a couple of more times only to find it not doing anything. Finally he just slipped his hands into his pockets.
"Well what are we supposed to do?" He asked with a curious expression as if this was something that happened every day.
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And he had thought today was going to be a good day...
"It seems... the-the elevator is struck," he said calmly.
He stared up at the display and hoped for it to move. But the stuck light just sat there and taunted him. He turned to Antonio and sighed slowly.
"Maintenance should be aware of this. Someone should get us soon."
He pressed for the Alarm button, and an alarm did sound out. Then he leaned against the side of the cart and breathed as slowly and as little as he could. There was no telling how long it would take for someone to get them out.
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"Well that's not good" Antonio said as he turned back to the elevator doors. He placed a hand to the cool surface as if that would somehow help and then pulling it back when Roderich leaned against the wall. He strode to the opposite corner and sat down, crossing his legs and leaning against the wall.
If they were going to be here for a while he might as well make himself comfortable. He even started to hum a gentle tune to himself. Either he didn't realize just how dangerous the situation was or it didn't phase him.
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He watched Antonio sit down on the corner, completely nonchalant about their whole situation. He had to admit he admired that quality about his Spanish friend.
He decided to take a seat himself as well. Well... might as well get to know his friend better.
"How is school going?" he asked, his hands wandering up to his cravat and untying it.
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"Have you met many new people?" He asked, continuing the conversation. He remembered that when he had last spoken to the austrian the other man had recently moved to Liberty and thus didn't know very many people.
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He glanced over to the lights again. Still no change. He sighed and shifted his neck. It was getting kind of stuffy in the lift. He folded his cravat into a neat square and placed it over his laps.
"I... I have met quite a few people," he said. Some new faces, some old faces. He winced at the memory of running into Vash of all people. The whole point of leaving Austria was not to run into his past.
"How about you, Antonio? You seem to be quite the pimppopular man."
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