There was an awkwardness between Thomas and the girl, which considering the circumstances, seemed rather appropriate. Looking at her, she seemed somewhat familiar. Probably had a class with her or something. And she probably remembers your name, while you… Then she went and mentioned a goat, which a...

Maybe… maybe he would just lay here, wait for someone to come and finish him off... “...Hi.” Thomas immediately and instinctively jumped to a seated position, his curly hair carrying a notable amount of sand with it, and reached for the black duffel provided for him. The duffel that held his gun. Ho...

The world could be fucked, Thomas knew that on the conceptual level at least. It was just the statistics of how everything operated, for one could be cured of cancer only to be killed in a hit and run the next day. Nothing good was guaranteed to last. Conceptually, he understood. But this… this was ...

(( Sapphire Waters : PREGAME START)) The Museum of American Art had been a semi-regular place for Sapphire to hang out over the past couple of years. She found the aura of the whole space to be relatively soothing, as she explored the halls and admired the craft on display. Sapphire had enjoyed comi...

Confirming Sapphire Waters

“Oh yeah, cool. Thanks.” Thomas replied, taking the scrap of paper and looking it over. She’d given him her number. Cool. Real cool. Don’t freak out and make this more than it is. You don’t even know that Beryl’s into guys to begin with. Besides, even if she were the slightest bit into you, would yo...

Beryl seemed to become deeply thoughtful on these matters which seemed to Thomas to be rather casual. Though he really could not be one to complain about that, could he? Maybe she’s just tired. “Yeah, I know Tristan. He’s a pretty cool guy.” Thomas replied without hesitation and he didn’t have much ...

Colin had been on the move almost since the moment he’d woken up, his backpack slung over his shoulder and the bag given by the terrorists in his arms as he rushed through the wilderness, muttering to himself all along the way. “Bullshit… this is bullshit… B74… What the fuck?” (( B74 - Colin McCabe ...

Thomas let out a chuckle at the Tommy Gun name. It was stupid and silly, but the good kind of stupid, he supposed. “Well, I‘m not exactly sure what goes best with Beryl, but I’ll be sure to keep you posted on my nickname process.” He was surprised at how well this random meeting had gone for him. Ei...

And then there were three. Theo arrived in the room seemingly in a more talkative mood than Jeremiah had. Definitely easier to discern intent, though more discussion wasn’t something that Thomas was exactly seeking. Like his other roommates, Thomas knew little about Theo from school. However, he’d g...

And, like clockwork, one of his roommates popped back in. He believed this one was named Jeremiah. The two had spoken little more than a sentence to one another, and Thomas could never tell if that was his own fault for being a reclusive weirdo, or if this was by mutual design. As his roommate enter...

“Thomas or Tom works.” He explained before thinking it over for a moment, before shrugging once more “Or, you know, whatever.” Then she brought up being in a band. Not the band, but a band, a distinction that made her seem a slight bit cooler. But then came another note that drew his attention more ...

Yeah, Hel knew what the fuck was up. Fuck em all, right? This whats-her-name chick, though, something about her demeanor, arms crossed and shit, rubbed him the wrong way somehow. “Hey, guillotines aren’t torture devices. They’re execution devices and they were very humane for their time, so.” Colin ...

Thomas was sad to hear someone turned away from theater for a stupid reason. “Well, whoever said that is stupid. Not every actor is a freakin chameleon. Like, um… like look at Arnold Schwarzenegger or a bunch of other ‘big stars’ you hear about. It’s not about just being a skilled impressionist. Tha...

Oh, cool. She was cool with it. Cool. “Have we met? Hm. In a past life, perhaps.” Okay, so she didn’t know his name and he wasn’t just being a complete asshole forgetting hers. Wait, was she, like, hitting on him? Nah, she didn’t even know his name, right? That’d be really freakin weird. It’d also b...