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Ah sorry guys, I'll post and such tomorrow. I was playin Harold all day....Harold's fun to play for me, and I should get to sleep soon and everything....

interesting Beginning. I'll see if I can get my first post up tonight or if it has to be tomorrow.

Harold looked over to the retreating Playboy an the girl following him, and narrowed his eyes a little before pushing his glasses back up. "I would agree to that as well. The business and private matters of others rarely come to my attention, nor do they commonly find interest within me. For that, I tend to leave them to their owners." Harold went on again in his usual manner. He typed some stuff on the notepad he had openned up on his laptop but was obviously still focusing on Thisa. "And should you require assistance with finding work space as well as materials, I am confident that I can prove to be useful. A Programmer is not many steps away from a Hacker, should they wish to find their way to such a dispicable level. However, as this is a case of work as well as the advancement of science as well as robotics, it would be my pleasure to assist your endevour to create such an ambitious project!" Harold seemed to be filled with a firey passion at these words, obviously voicing his support in her plan to build and forge an "imperfect" robot. No matter what, Harold did seem to have a great dependability to having fun and being filled with joy and excitement when it came down to Robots and AI it seemed.

Harold nodded while he listeded to Thisa continue on about her current work. "Ah, that would make for quite the conundrum would it not....hmmmm." Harold started to ponder very deeply about something for a moment, for he came back and went on: "I would theorize with an academic academy of this scale, there should exist an engineering, or perhaps a type of mechanics or ahmmm...." Harold thought for another minute for continuing with air quotes ""Shop" social club, or something of the sort, would there not?" He finished up after another moment. He also seemed to focus on his laptop for a moment, and started openning up a few programs and the like on there with the touchpad. Afterwords, he turned back, his search complete apperently. He also idly noticed that Playboy and the "Goth" type girl having some sort of spat across the room, but thought no more of it himself.

Harold nodded at her assent to him sitting down, and placed his bag on the table before taking a seat next to her and pulling out his laptop. "Thank you very much Ms. Thisa. I will be honest, when I decided to journey to this cafeterria, I was not expecting to encounter anyone I was acquaintences with. It was fortunate for myself to stumble across you here." Harold gave a slight grin at that, before continuing: "I had a balanced class day. It was interesting to endevour in keeping up with this school's already set social norms. The majority of the lectures themselves were normal, and did not imprint themselves deeply on my memory however." Harold then plugged in his laptop, and booted it up, putting his bag next to him on the bench as he did so. "How are your designs going if I may ask? You seemed quite enamored with them when I approached your table." He asked quizzically.

Harold waited patiently, understanding the zone that one of a creative mind got into while working on something they liked and/or enjoyed. He himself had done that many-a-time himself, so he just waited for a point where she took too long, or she noticed him finally. When she jumped he gave a tiny grin and nodded to her before repeating what he was saying before: "Greetings Ms. Thisa. Would it concern you at all should I sit here, and utalize the power outlet? As well, I apologize for startling you. I had decided the proper course of action would be for me to wait while you continued with your current design. And I did not wait for long, and it was of no discourtousy to me." Harold explained with a bit of mirth in his voice at her obvious passion for her work.

Harold had waited for about....8 minutes now. Nobody seemed to be coming. Shruging and sighing, Harold put his glasses back on, grabbed his crossbody computer bag and decided he'd utalize the free power, wifi, and the ability to get food that the cafeterria provided. Making his way slowly back to where Tim had pointed out before they had gone to their respective classes, he found himself in the proper location, looking across the area filled with milling students, many of whom sat in smaller groups. Generally away from each other. He had managed to spot that Playboy from before sitting with another girl, and was thinking of making his way over when he decided to make another sweep of the land, and hope to find someone he could sit by. He wasn't real interested in sitting alone at the moment, not in this filled up place. As luck, or to some, Fate, would have it, he managed to catch the appearence of Thisa again, and moved to investigate this possibilty. When he identified her successfully, he debated going over to her for a moment, and made his way over, walking with a cool swagger over to her table. He still didn't understand why people thought the way he usually walked had "swag" but he digressed. "Ah, ahmmm.... Greetings, Ms Thisa. Would it concern you at all should I sit here, and utalize the power outlet?" Harold pointed out the outlet in the wall next to the table, and seemed nervous about starting a conversation, or messing up her concentration. She seemed to be quite involved in her designs once more after all.

> Yay for moral ambiguity! Lol sure.

Ah sure. I should be able to pull off villian.... My IRL self has a natural moral alignment to at least chaos, so I should be good.

> Hopefully not, but anyway, these are separated incidents. There are a lot more introductory posts, so Mono and Bobo should have no problems catching up. Anyway, are you sure you guys don't want to introduce another Ruler? How about Michael or Jason? Or maybe Louise again? I'll go with "WHOEVER" boss. Harold's just waiting in a hallway alone atm....