Wait, the bell's already rung? Tristan looked at his watch. Huh. This was a surprise. Maybe he just didn't really notice. Oh, well. He shoved the book back into his bag, taking said bag off the floor, and put it on his back. "Alrighty then, that's cool. Tomorrow it is, then. We've got plenty to...

Tristan continued to listen intently. So far, he really had nothing to suggest, which he found disappointing, he wanted to actually contribute. But then Max asks if he's okay with organizing the music playlist. He sat forward, smiling. "Hey, no problem, I have some ideas in my head, myself.&quo...

Tristan quickly put the book away as people started to come in. He sat forward, and listened, but not before laughing heartily at Max's question. He figured Max would notice. "Oh, it's nothing, really. I figured I should take this meeting a bit more seriously for once." He wasn't lying, re...

((Tristan Matthews continued from For The Kingdom, The Power And Glory Are Yours )) Speak of the devil. Or, speak of the man of God, as it were. Tristan Matthews was the first to arrive after the president himself. He chuckled as he brushed a hand through his hair, being quick to notice Max quickly....

((I would've posted sooner, but I've been incredibly busy.)) "Hey, if you can't, don't worry about it." Rudy smiled at Quince. "It would be at least a sweet added bonus." Then it went south. Quince hadn't seen it, but Rudy had. It was partly a blur, because it went so fast, but s...

Tristan chuckled, as everyone began to file out. Rachel hadn't answered the question with words, rather, a simple nod, which was enough for him. The meeting was over as quickly as it had started. That was strangely quick. But he didn't mind that. At this point, Rachel had asked if he and Imraan were...

Aw. An oppertunity for someone getting the shit kicked outta them, and it got interuppted by the ref. That kinda sucked. Well, there was still the rest of the game to- "Hey, guys, after the game you want me to see if I can get you guys into see the team?" This question piqued Rudy's intere...

To his sides, Quince and Mikaela were discussing which team to support. Though Quince was wearing a Wild jersey, Mikaela had insisted on rooting for the Gophers. So Quince took it off. Rudy figured that the Wild were mostly likely going to win, but still. Couldn't hurt to root for the underdog. &quo...

Tristan chuckled, as he turned off his DS, and pocketed it, charger and all. To be honest, who the hell DIDN'T see this outcome coming? Rachel more or less had the club under her thumb. Oh, what the heck. Let Rachel have her ego, less harm that way. But in the case that Rachel would start getting to...

"Jeez, I was just joking around..." Rudy chuckled, as Quince told him to give up on trying to convince them. He knew it was pointless, he just did it purely for a joke - that was the response he expected, really, so he wasn't offended. Then Mikaela went on, strangely enough, about the poss...

"Aw, come on, surely you get the joke, Quincy Morris, the protaganist of the original Dracula stories...? Aw, forget it." Rudy chuckled, as Quince sat down beside him. Mikaela had come around, too. Rudy sat back, relaxing. "I can't believe it. We get front-row seats, just our luck, eh...

((Rudy Leyton continued from Waiting for Inspiration )) "Oi! Morris, over here!" Rudy grinned, as he waved to Quince... From the front row. Somehow, some idiots had not taken the few empty seats right up front. Jackpot. As for the 'Morris' thing, considering Quince reminded Rudy of Quincy ...

Rudy nodded to Quince, as he accepted the note. "Thanks, man. Just let me know when, and I'm there for you." Rudy smiled inside, knowing he had Quince wrapped around his finger again. But he harbored no ill intent against him, Quince was a swell guy. And when Quince got back, he urged Rudy...

Oh, this would be very, very interesting indeed. Firstly, Tiffany voted for Imraan. That probably took the wind out of Rachel. But then Rachel decided to make this whole affair more proper. A half-decent idea for once - at least people would get a better idea of what they would be voting for. In the...

"Well... I was thinking more, 'Revolver Ocelot'." Rudy twirled the gun again, smiling, as he quoted, "Six shots. More than enough to kill anything that moves." Revolver Ocelot was just damn cool, the sort of man that Rudy admired. One of the most accurate pairs of hands on the pl...