[color=saddlebrown][center][h3]Calvin Langley/Minitaur[/h3][/center][/color]

Locations- Minotaur's lair and Warehouse in the Warehouse District.

October 23, 2130 - 7:36 PM

The sound of loud snoring echoed throughout a particular area of the underground tunnels sounding out from an alcove worn into the wall from years of neglect and some deliberate digging on the part of its resident. From the entrance, you could just see the form of the beast resting against the wall inside which while it seemed out of place here had made the place his own despite any challengers. There was enough room for a small table and shelf inside both full with various boxes, books, and papers which if any overflew ended up in some cardboard boxes further back out of the way. A humble living space for someone in the form of a legendary beast for sure but cozy given its size though it was obvious there were markings on the walls for further expansion later on. Then as if a switch flipped the great beast stirred at the sound of an alarm.

[color=saddlebrown]"Mmm...Huh wha?"[/color] Calvin half groaned and half questioned at the sound of his phone's alarm going off cutting through the haze of drowsiness.

He reached over to his side, eyes barely open as he fumbled around so he could shut off the alarm and figure who or what called in this time. However, unlike normal it wasn't in its usual spot next to him which forced the unwilling Minotaur to get up to look for it. It took him about ten minutes of searching through every place he would have put it normally before a beep from the device came in from near his ear which made him reach up to the crook between his horns and his head where it was lodged probably from turning around in his sleep. He sighed turning the screen on to see what all the fuss was about that interrupted a really nice nap.

[color=saddlebrown]"More Variants gone missing...construction in Bywater. Oh, a meeting! I better get moving or I'll be late!"[/color] Minitaur exclaimed quickly reaching into the hole behind where he slept pulling out his rebar club and a backpack with snacks in it for the trip.

[color=saddlebrown][i]Wonder how the others have been doing, guess I'll have time to ask later. Maybe schedule a game or something too.[/i][/color]

Calvin tilted his head as he exited his "apartment" so he didn't catch his horns on the lip then started heading the direction of the warehouse. The benefit of being a Minotaur was he pretty much knew where to go as long as he had been there before so walking on autopilot while he munched on corn chips was a great way to wake up. It occurred to him after a little bit he'd be passing by an old acquaintance's domain of sorts or one of them at least so he took a slight detour to another smaller hole in the old sewer system's wall where a tiny green and black worm was looking at him from. He took out a bag of white cheddar popcorn and placed it down for not two seconds before the worm snagged it before crawling back into the crevice obviously as a worm could be pleased. With a chuckle, the cowman continued on his jaunt picking up the pace after his little delivery rushing quickly along the platforms thudding loudly as he did.

Minitaur finished gobbling up some mini pretzels just as he found the ladder he was looking for putting the bag into his pack again, no reason to litter, then climbed up pushing the cover out of the way. He had to maneuver his head and horns through first then getting up onto street level was easy as pie. Just like always he popped up right next to the warehouse where he headed into the back door eager to see everyone and what they were gonna be doing, at least he hoped this was the one they were going to. It was usually fun either way even if it was just a check-in but could be more this time so he came prepared.