[center][color=FF8C00][h2]Túlio[/h2][/color][color=F0F8FF]Location: Grand Hotel Mohad, Avent City
Interacting with:[/color] N/A
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Words fail to describe the feeling of vulnerability, or nakedness, experienced upon his ink-brush staff being taken. Faint negotiation and Túlio was permitted to keep his several jars of ink. Several other items were confiscated as well. Finally done with the search and seizure of weapons, Túlio begins his careless saunter through within the 101st floor. Unfocused, or foolish, onlookers saw a lazy yet solemn fellow. Anyone given enough effort could possibly sense the presence deep within Túlio. An aura similar to a wild animal or savage beast awaiting their moment to pounce. Túlio's expression or gaze was subtle and fierce while slowly and carefully inspecting the competition surrounding himself. Now standing at the bar, he studied the 'menu' and contemplating on if indulging during the exam was a smart idea.

"[color=FF8C00]Aqua will serve best, considering the trials ahead.[/color]"

Either unaware or not desiring to give attention, Túlio payed zero notice of the several men gawking and swapping comments about the jars dangling from Túlio. Deciding to get some water, no sips are taken after it's given. Túlio merely continuing his observance of his current setting. Focusing more on the decor and restaurant itself now, only occasionally taking his time to study other contestants. Heck, the guy even took a moment to look at the #195 badge which was now placed on the sash, or better words massive scarf/cloth, upon his hip. Also spotting the woman who arrived at the 101st floor as he did, #194, not far from his current location. However the man did not interact anyone thus far.