I will establish another post tomorrow then. Help keep up and all that.
Btw, Hebi- I think I noticed two errors. I just wanted to point them out so that you could not feel....mad at yourself or anything if they are errors, and instead to so to me....cause I'm too tired to do anything but be honest at the moment.
1: You said Ryuosei was girl....middleish part of the top conversation. Right after his name.
2: You used "senpai" for Ryuosei, and not "Sempai," as I do believe is correct when it comes to genders. If I'm right, which I may not be, it's "senpai" for older girls, and "sempai" for older guys.
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When the girl he thought was Thisa failed to respond, other than possible snoring, Harold wondered if there was something wrong with her. Deciding this warrented investigation, he calmly approached the sleeping girl. When he stood right next to the bench, looking down on the sleeping girl, Harold realized that the girl was asleep. And that was why she'd failed to answer him, and notice his approach. While it did very well appear to be Thisa, especially do to the scarf and coat, Harold would reserve judgement. Afterall, it wasn't like the two of them had gotten around to talking about family that day. Perhaps she had a sibling, maybe even a twin. He wouldn't know yet. Best to hold off till he had at least slightly trustable certification.
In all honesty, Harold was slightly amused by watching the would-be-Thisa sleep. He normally didn't have the chance to observe a sleeping person, and she was in all honesty, looking a little like a kitten. Harold was also starting to consider rethinking his state of sanity....but then again, sanity is unecessary!
Harold was pondering what to do currently. He could let the sleeping girl lie, out here in the cold....alright, maybe he'd let her have a coat or blanket as well.... Or, he could try to wake her up. That would be fairly rude. However, at the same time, Harold wondered if she'd even really meant to sleep all that long. It was already in the evening hours, so it was unlikely one would like to miss diner. As well, it wasn't like she'd brought a blanket with her. She'd even used her own coatas a sort of matress! If that didn't say "I'm just taking a nap," then Harold really didn't know what did.
The one that's going to stay there!Harold quickly left after Thisa had finished up in the cafeterria. He had a lot of time he needed to spend on finding his dorm after all. As Tim had never gotten around to showing him where it was, he was completely clueless on where he had to go. Thus, he began his search.
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Harold had finally found the right place after plenty of searching....and admittingly a little bit of direction. However, after he had gotten settled in, set up his work station in his room, and had started to relax, he realized that he was quite hungry, and after the event in the cafeterria, maybe that made a tid bit of sense. However, now he had to go find some more food at this hour. As such, he locked his dorm room, took his key, phone, and his normal "outside" items, and set off in another quest. His lift seemed like quite a game right now, Harold was thinking.
Making his way outside, and then on to another cafeterria. Quickly he walked through area upon area. Watching some the scenery as he went by, Harold was quite at peace with the relatively quiet and unpopulated Evening hours here on Campus. (Perhaps I should think of taking a walk every night. It's quite nice out here. And that'll probably be even more true around midnight and everything).
While he was moving through one of the courtyard type areas outside of a cafeterria, Harold could have sworn that he'd seen Thisa. Quickly retracing his steps back to the last place he saw her, Harold wondered if this was really Thisa. It wasn't like he knew the whole population of the school or anything. Because of this, Harold called out to the girl: "Good Evening! How might you be doing on this fine night?" He calmly moved toward the girl, hoping he didn't come across as a creep or anything of the sort.
Super-Circle!I need to charge up my laptop, but then I can start posting away. I have a busy afternoon x.xIt looks like Gidion is heading there thoughUs 3 are slightly busy at the moment. Give it a couple more posts and we'll be meeting up anyway.ok. I'll wait.
Harold nodded and grinned slighty at Thisa. "It was not a problem for me to try to aid you. I apologize for not doing so beforehand when it would have been best, as well as not respecting your wishes. It was my own failure that caused this, and as such, I shall assist you in cleaning up the cafeterria. And do not worry too much about your state of dress at the moment, I doubt anyone who was not a pervert was occupied with the drama from beforehand." Harold noticed her state and proceeded to blush and keep his eyes away from the ground at all times. He also nodded once more at her suggestion, not even phased by the sudden change in character. Harold himself was still shaking from the confrontation, and probably would be for a little while longer.
While keeping his mind off of what just occured and what the others might have thought, Harold felt a small amount of his nervous energy fade away. He'd help Thisa out, find his room, and then settle in for a bit maybe. Checking over his laptop would be a key event in the following hours. He took most of the random metal items that had been used to build the Knight, and placed them on a table off to the side, allowing for better cleanup of the damaged area. Once that was done, he quickly grabbed his laptop, placed it next to his bag, and set the pair's stuff up to be ready to go whenever they planned on leaving. Afterwords, he awaited Thisa's return so they could get started on cleaning up this area.
Harold felt pretty stupid when he heard what the punishment was. (I suppose I just thought it'd be a little harsher based upon how the crowd responded....). It was at that moment when Harold realized that he'd effective been duped by the population of this school. Harold suddenly was a lot more displeased with life. But, he only shook his head side to side and quirked an eyebrow up at Louise's question and Lietman's state respectively. He realized that Louise really had left him out of the punishment, and although he was relieved at that, he also wasn't sure if he should help Thisa out or not. Mostly with the cleaning. She could do the social part. Yup, Harold was still the same self-centered asshole underneath all of the wannabeness. (Oh well. I guess I'll just utalize my oppotunities the same way I always have....). And as such, he felt that Thisa was likely to realize that Harold has a bit of a procrastination streak when it came to major work. That, and that he hated socializing. With a burning passion.
He gavve a grim grin to Louise though. Surprised at what she could do with just a touch, a little fearful at what she'd do to him should he ever actually piss her off, and at how relatively light she would punish Thisa after how sharp she was in that....unnamed event. Harold wasn't sure how to feel about that. Maybe he should also look into finding the debate club around here....it might do him some good in the future.
Harold realized that he was badly beaten. He may have been able to try to continue, but there would have been no point. He had forgotten that Thisa had a will of her own, and that this wasn't just a normal game. This was that horrible game called "Reality," and he sucked at it. Thisa wasn't just some NPC that needed protecting or assisting, or anything for that matter. She was another player, and she knew, at least kind of, what she was doing. When she gently pushed him to the side, Harold bowed his head in deafet, and moved back, whispering: "I apologize Thisa." Before he stepped out of her way.
After a moment, he listened to Thisa's requests, and was generally ready to protest once more, but he thought better of it. He'd already disrespected her own freedom and authority over her life, and he would have to accept her own infingement in return.
After Louise had pointed out how badly he had tossed aside Thisa, Harold felt his emotions slip away once more. He was back to normal, well, normal for Harold anyway, and as such would do his best not to make another scene. He silently went back to his normal "Stare and Wait" routine, and turned it on Louise, awaiting her verdict after his argument with her....argument, may not be the completely appropriate word for the matter, but Harold wasn't up for finding the right one. He gave another small sigh, and comtinued with what he was doing.
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Maybe not the best, but my favorite non-sniper (As in, without scope in these cases I guess) classic personally.
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