Chile ‘Kyle’ Guerra Seymour | M | 21 | AB- | Pan/Ambi | Reindeer Shifter | Yes | Mentions; Everyone (Ind/Dir).
Taking the notepad from Maya when she offered it, Chile smiled softly towards her. She seemed a bit less stressed now, at least. That was good. That was always good. No one else needed to get stressed here, he’d figure everything out. He always did, this wouldn’t be any different.
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‘Right, thank you, Chile, I trust you. I don’t think he did, he left in a rush, plus, I’m pretty sure he’s avoiding any contact with Aries if he can. So, yeah, after we eat one of us can bring it to him.’
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Reading the notepad, he tried not to grimace. He really did think that the two could get along, and the fact they didn’t wasn’t because of either of them. Really, the fact of the matter was that the fault belonged to the wretched arena and everyone that had ever hurt either of them… He had the urge to go check on Aries with that thought, he knew the look he’d seen on Ari’s face. He knew what that look meant. Plus, more than that, Quincy had a habit of accidentally pushing his friend closer to the edge than Kyle ever wanted him to be. But, well, he’d just told May that they should take care of themselves, and he couldn’t set an example of not doing that… And, maybe, he didn’t really want to deal with Quinn right now either.
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Instead of grimacing though, he sighed. If needed, he could maybe ask Maya to try and keep Aries from leaving the complex. He didn’t want to take away the option, that felt too much like something the arena would do, but– He was worried. He knew where Aries would go if he did leave, and he was worried. Still, that’d be a last resort. For now, he nodded. “Alright, yeah. We’ll take his flute to him after we eat.”
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Garvin | M | N/A (22) | N/A | Brin/Ambi | Catecholamine Rush | No | Mentions; Everyone (Ind/Dir).
“Sorry man, that won’t be happening. Tryin’ is a must for me! I find competition great fun, if ya haven’t noticed! Guess your probable win will take a bit more effort, a tragedy, really.”
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Garvin huffed, somewhat amused, and smirked towards Agni. “Damn, really wanted that easy win. Still shouldn’t be too hard though. I mean, against a kid, an imp, and a joke? I still totally got this.” He didn’t elaborate further, didn’t tell Sole who was what, and certainly didn’t think about how calling any of them ‘kid’ when he didn’t even know his own age was probably not a good idea. The fuck did he care anyways, right?
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Oculi ‘Opal’ Aisling Belmira | Apagender | 23 | A- | Cupio/Pan/Ambi | Sight | No | Mentions; Everyone (Ind/Dir).
“Eh, I don’t think it’d be that big of a deal, but whatever! You wanna come with me to pick up my food anyway?”
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Oculi shifted, thinking through their options before seeing Sky enter from the hallway. Kage noticed almost immediately too, and so their chance of answering disappeared. Not that they really minded, they almost preferred not being able to answer. After all, it gives them a bit more time to decide. To figure something out if they didn’t want to go.
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“Oh, good, Sky! Hey, I was just gonna ask Oculi to come with me to grab my breakfast, you should come! I’m sure Maya and Chile would like to talk to you! Or Aries, maybe! ‘Sides, I think me and Oculi would both enjoy your company!”
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They paused, glancing at Kage and the choice that had apparently been made for them. They probably would’ve agreed anyway, they didn’t quite feel like being left alone right now. They also weren’t sure how they felt about being around food either. And, the feeling seemed mutual with Sky, at the very least. Regardless, they were fairly certain that they’d both have to go. They shifted into the corner of the couch. Were their legs even going to agree with going with the two? They hoped so, they’d rather not have to say they wouldn’t go because of their legs. Especially after telling Kage they’d go to the mall with him and that group.
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“Sure, love, I can do that.”
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“Awesome! Let’s go then, yeah? You good to go, Oculi?”
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And– Oh, Sky had answered, Kage was looking at them again. Were they good to go? Oculi was fairly certain that they had to be. The two were waiting on them. Had they been quiet for too long? It’d only been a few seconds, right? They rubbed a hand against the couch a bit, and then pushed up off the couch instead. The air seemed much colder now that they weren’t pushed into the corner of the couch, but they fixed on a grin and suppressed the shudder. “Yep, of course I am.”