[b]Ken Winwroc - Courtyard of Saint Valerius[/b]

He wasn't sure why he had gotten the least bit angry at having to invite Tarisa, Jon seemed to have already thought of something in his stead and that worked out perfectly fine for Ken. As long as she was distracted, it would be alright. A bit of a smirk returned to his face as he quickly shoved his phone back into his face and began to tap away wildly at the screen. He had three people he was willing to text. First on the list... Sam.

[i][b]"Sam. Heading to town with a few others, bring an extra shirt." [/b][/i]

A simple message, if not a bit more commanding than his usual tone. But you had to with Sam, otherwise he'd show up in whatever Tarisa had him dress in. And in all honesty, Ken did not feel like seeing the emotionless Knight in a bright neon pink jacket with green pants and shoes to match... not again. Ken suddenly shakes his head a bit, laughing softly at the memory. It had been the first time Ken had met him, too. But Ken had learned to move around Tarisa like this... if she was as distracted as he hoped, Sam could dress normally for once. And though the guy never voiced his own opinion, he knew Sam would be a truly great Knight. With the right person. That was not Tarisa.

"It is a bit bad of me to say, but I would rather like to see Tarisa flustered by your roommate." He continued to tap at his phone screen, now sending a message to Tarisa. "And since it won't be until a bit later, I think I'll head to my room for a bit to see if Cedric is around and if him and Ethan want to go."

[i][b]"Tarisa. Heading to town with a couple of people, want to join? Annie might be there. Dont dress Sam funny, please."[/b][/i]

Sent. And almost on que, as if Ken's idea to invite Sam and Tarisa was a terribly bad idea, his phone slips from his hands and promptly clonks him directly on the nose. A small yip escapes him, mainly from shock. But he quickly sits up and straightens his back, grabbing his phone to wait for the replies.

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[b]Sammuel Trunt / Tarisa Bell - Library[/b]

[i]Ding-Ding-Ding[/i]

"Let me see your phone! Let me see it!" Tarisa demanded as she held out her thin, delicate seeming hands towards the tall figure that sat across the table from her. It took only a few seconds but the old seeming phone was place in her hands and the young woman giggled happy. But before she could open the flip-phone to read the message her own phone began to buzz. Carelessly she tossed the phone onto the table and she pulled out her own phone. 

"[i]Kenny[/i] sent me a text. He wants to go on a group date! A date! Sam, bag, books. We are going. I gotta' pick out your cloths!" Tarisa jolted up from her chair as she started to walk off rather quickly. But Sam had done this for a very long time. Before the words 'we are going' was out of her mouth, he already had her bag slung over his shoulder, four different books in his other arm, and even grabbed and flipped open his phone to read the message he had gotten quickly before shoving the phone back into his suit pocket. He followed after her, right on her heels like a well trained dog while they exited the library, tapping away on her phone to reply to Ken. 

[i][b]"Kenny-boooooy. I'll be there. Sam will be dressed fabulously, as usual."[/b][/i]