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[he'd tried to ditch school again today. Really, he did. It was ultimately a failure however, and so Legato finds himself wandering the school halls after being forcibly returned to the grounds. At least with all the black clothes yes that is black nail polish and fishnet sleeves and change in stature, this brooding kid isn't immediately recognizable. This is perfectly alright with him... with how the last world change went, he's not particularly eager to be recognized in the first place.]
[he gets away with it for the first hour or so... but a new kid, especially one so obviously goth, is not going to remain unnoticed forever. Recognized or not. So, some larger kid bumps into him hard from behind, sending the journal tumbling open to the ground]
[slow sigh as Legato picks up the journal, and it catches him muttering under his breath] ...Laugh while you can.
((ooc: please feel free to harass/bully/bother/whatever. I mean really... Castle stuck him as a goth kid. He totally deserves it.))
[he gets away with it for the first hour or so... but a new kid, especially one so obviously goth, is not going to remain unnoticed forever. Recognized or not. So, some larger kid bumps into him hard from behind, sending the journal tumbling open to the ground]
[slow sigh as Legato picks up the journal, and it catches him muttering under his breath] ...Laugh while you can.
((ooc: please feel free to harass/bully/bother/whatever. I mean really... Castle stuck him as a goth kid. He totally deserves it.))
