[an eyebrow raise]
Yeah that was before someone decided to make “banning” a thing.
Yeah that was before someone decided to make “banning” a thing.
[how much does he feel like dealing with this... he sighs, a hint of annoyance at the edges.]
Sure. I guess.
Sure. I guess.
Sure.
[At least, he had a Feint. Made things easier.]
Hopefully someone doesn't touch him.
[but he's figuring they'll go out of his window exit-- that's less obvious than the Bad End balcony.]
[At least, he had a Feint. Made things easier.]
Hopefully someone doesn't touch him.
[but he's figuring they'll go out of his window exit-- that's less obvious than the Bad End balcony.]
[he's not going to respond to that. just going to dip back into his room, and lock the door behind nero. so no one can bother him.]
I like the privacy.
[and the window exit-- he unlocks it with his phone, same as the way to get into bad end.]
And no one has to know when I come or go, this way.
[and the window exit-- he unlocks it with his phone, same as the way to get into bad end.]
And no one has to know when I come or go, this way.
[he uses his grappling hook, rather than focusing on climbing up this time.]
Don't do it, then. You want it more open, then don't get a lock. Simple enough.
[climbing up easily enough]
Don't do it, then. You want it more open, then don't get a lock. Simple enough.
[climbing up easily enough]
Sure, I'll stay in your secret closet.
[and then he gets to the window, and hops inside, pulling his grappling hook behind him.]
Definitely a thing I'll do.
[and then he gets to the window, and hops inside, pulling his grappling hook behind him.]
Definitely a thing I'll do.
[at some point, he'd tucked a book into his jacket i forgot to note, but, he's more focused on kicking his shoes off for now, and considering washing his face off, the mask dropping slightly and a more annoyed look sinking onto his face.]
Guess I'll be the judge of that.
Guess I'll be the judge of that.
Why?
[he exhales and pulls his jacket off, plucking the book out.]
[he exhales and pulls his jacket off, plucking the book out.]
Y'know that's why I made one.
[he shrugs.]
That's what I do.
[he shrugs.]
That's what I do.
[he just lets himself fall back onto the bed, closing his eyes.]
I don't need that, but I appreciate the thought.
I don't need that, but I appreciate the thought.
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