[h1][b][i][color=3333FF][center]Alcander Mires[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=3333FF]Location:[/color] Best Exotic Hotel, Courtyard
[color=3333FF]Interacting with:[/color] Himself, Hotel Residents, Mr Clops/Goat/Djali  
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“It’s a goat load of trouble!!!” He heard Areum exclaim, and Alcander gave a burst of a chuckle at the joke. He swayed to the side as Marc passed him by, and the entire situation evolved pretty quickly before his eyes. There was a bunch of commotion in Cera's room, not to mention music. Suddenly the goat, followed by Marc and eventually Cera went out of the room and straight into the courtyard. 

Alcander walked out and followed them, the light wind causing his hair to fly into his eyes. He reached up and pushed it out of his vision, and suddenly the vision of the bouncing goat was accompanied by an apt theme song. He shook his head, but couldn't hide his grin. He liked India because of how different it was from the states, but this right here was probably a rare situation everywhere. He stood blocking the doorway just in case the goat decided to fly back in, but it seemed pretty content to buck and bleat around outside. Cera seemed to be helping Tas, and Marc was currently dying from laughter along with Areum.

He smiled at his new friends. Suddenly, he had a thought pop into his head, and he remembered something he had upstairs. He decided to give one last, lingering look to the courtyard, before sprinting up the stairs and into his room. He grabbed the apple by his bedside, and stomped downstairs as quickly as he could, leaping down the last 4 or 5 steps of each flight of stairs. The apple was going to be old in a few days anyway. He took a quick bite out of it, not only because he loved apples but because it would bring some fresh smell to the goat's nose. He made it back out into the courtyard, unbuttoned shirt and hair flowing. 

"[color=0054a6]Hey Djali![/color]" he called to the goat. He wasn't sure if anyone would get the reference, but as long as he got the goat's attention... "[color=0054a6]Heeeey c'mon. Éla edó kai na párei tin apólafsi~[/color]" he teased, a sly smile on his face as he approached where the Goat was heading, tossing the apple from hand to hand. The fifth time it fell into his right hand, he presented it before the goat and held it there before he was sure he had the crazy creature's attention. "[color=0054a6]Théloun to mílo?[/color]" he asked. Hey, his mother tongue seemed to be working. The goat's ears perked up and it baa-aa-aahed at him.  

Alcander casually tossed the apple behind the goat, and the cute little thing promptly turned, leaped for joy and pounced upon the apple, gumming it greedily. It took two seconds before Alcander was upon it, and it took two more seconds for him to realize that might not have been the best plan. Essentially holding the goat in a full nelson, lifting it unsteadily off the ground, Alcander's mouth poked out of coarse fur that filled his vision and tickled his bare chest. "[color=0054a6]Hey! Areum! Ananya![/color]" he called, trying not to breathe in fur. "[color=0054a6]Can't hold him for long! Can someone get a leash or something!?[/color]" he yelled. Honestly, the goat was heavy and wriggling in his grasp. In about 10 seconds he'd be flat on the ground, short a goat as well as an apple. He had not really thought this through, and he laughed at how he kinda fucked himself over.  

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Come get the treat~ 
Want the apple?[/hider]