Tiia sat outside her apartment as she surfed through the paper for yet another job. She had been working as the desk person at a hair salon for a couple of months, which was one of the longer jobs she was holding. She got fired a few days before due to her snapping at a customer. She had been cleaning houses for money for the past few days but she knew she needed to get a more stable job to pay the bills. Tiia eventually stopped looking through the newspaper and trudged her way back into her house where she turned on her laptop and waited for it to load. Then she proceeded to turn on the television as she waited for it to load up. She turned it to the news and it wasn't local, yet again. They had been going international with all these crisises going on. Most of them had been in the western hemisphere, but she was a little bugged that America still kept pushing its goddamn Monroe Doctrine, thinking they could handle it. There was a twitter handle on the bottom left side of the screen that simply said #prayersforMexico which kind of made her chuckle a bit. Everytime she saw one of those prayers things she never really wanted to do anything with it. But, something in her today told her to obey it. She clasped her hands together and lowered her head. "If there is anything that can be done for those people, I hope you let it happen. Or at the very least I would love to do something to help that isn't just donating cash." She logged into her laptop and after about a minute she noticed the news had cut to a commercial, but the advertisement peaked her curiosity. As the ad played, she realized it was a travel advertisement. When it was over it displayed a "JOURNEY THROUGH SOUTH AMERICA" slogan at the end. And she couldn't help but laugh. Why were they playing one of these ads when they were talking about attacks that happened in central and South Am- Oh "Um... no. As fun as that idea sounds, I really don't want to travel to South America. Besides. How is that going to help?" Tiia opened up a browser on her laptop and was immediately greeted by a popup ad, a travel ad, for Santiago, Chile. "Excuse me, but do you understand how expensive senseless travel is? Why do I need to go to Santiago oh heavenly lord above?" After that, she received virtually no signs, and just scrolled through her email and Facebook with the underlying thought in her mind. Why was this bugging her so much? Why was he sending her to Santiago? What the hell was to be gained in Chile of all places? It ate her alive until Tiia finally opened up a travel website and looked up the price for a plane to Santiago and cringed, "Are you serious? Dammit this is what makes my mother go crazy." After a few minutes of just sitting there she purchased herself a ticket, "If nothing happens I will never listen to you again. I'm not kidding."
Although he was a bit bummed out by Suzie not just putting the coin away and sitting her ass down at the table with them, he continued on like he normally would. He kept a mindful eye out for people as he spoke to Ray. Ray here was a fourth former much like himself, and was a bit older than him. Ray wasn't gay, even though Niall kept constantly flirting with him. Ray found it entertaining though, and still stuck around anyway. Niall took a deep breath before he released what he had to say in one go, "Anyway so she is just sitting there in drama class and she isn't even paying attention to the class at all she is just gawking over yet another sixth former and I kept trying to nudge at her to get her attention and next thing she knows she is being called to answer a question and what does she do she stares directly at the front of the room and just says "Shakespeare" and she is so damn lucky that she got it right considering the last time she was actually paying attention was when we were still talking about-" "Breathe Niall breathe." Niall let in a breathe and spoke, "-how to pretend you are dying on stage. If it were ANY OTHER PERSON they would have been in trouble." All Ray could do was shake his head as he turned his head and saw Lilliana. "Oh boy, she looks so lost." "I'll get her." Niall stood up from the table and stretched, then made his way over to Lilliana and grabbed her shoulders and pushed her towards the table, "You're doing the lost child thing again if you need somewhere you sit you just sit with us." "Niall don't be rude." "I'm not being rude, cupcake. I'm just stating what I see." Niall pushed into the booth and patted the spot next to him and flipped his hair before speaking, "So how has your night been so far hun?"
Lunch time~ The first movement the pink haired female had made when she walked in that lunch hall was the flip of a coin. This determined whether or not she would actually eat. When she got up to the line, she flipped again, and this determined that she would only eat a salad today. She grabbed it, and got herself a water. She placed it on a tray and headed through the Dining Hall before she heard a voice speak up. "So are you sitting with us today Bubbles?" Suzie turned to see Niall, who she normally got along with and decided through a coin flip if he would be a friend. Today he was not wearing a wig, but his personality seemed to be rather peppy today. At his table was his friend Ray, who usually sat at his lunch table whether he wanted to or not. Suzie flipped her half dollar coin and looked at the result and shook her head, "Not today." "Damn, I had something to tell you too that you might find interesting." Suzie casually went on her way and flipped a coin for her remaining opinions. When she flipped, she got tails. Yay I get to sit with the ass today. Suzie joined Sirena at the table, who just looked at her and rolled her eyes. Suzie flipped the coin once, it landed on heads. Converse. She then flipped again and it landed on tails. Brief. She flipped it one last time and it landed on heads. Honest. Suzie took a bite of her salad and swallowed it before remarking, "You keep rolling those eyes and they will fall out of your head."
Adam noticed someone else was there and calmed down as he listened to him speak. As his words continued on he finally realized who the guy in the mask was and he felt stupid for taking so long to realize it. Adam took a deep breath while he listened to him question him. "I wasn't opposed to you joining. I have been working with the Dark Angels for a while. I was keeping up an appearance with the group. But imagine playing the recruiting role, and just deciding to stop because Lu was there." He shook his head and grinned a bit, "I was just repeating the same stuff they spew out to everyone else. But... my arrival at Hell was delayed because I was supposed to break the group's compass and find out the location of Leviathan. Neither of those things happened." Adam shook his head and finished up with, "I could probably go on for hours about it."
Adam had clearly been nervous and afraid the entire time. He hadn't said a word, he only listened intently, and the only time he wasn't nervous or afraid was when he was being addressed. Or well... Semyaza was. And that was probably the reason he felt calm when he was being spoken to, Semyaza probably wanted him to not be shaking, and be able to listen to what he had to say. Frankly, what he did have to say only made Adam want to sigh. He was going to go and get Joslyn? Without being murdered? He was certain that if Azazel had found out he was gone already, she wanted nothing to do with him. She already didn't, now he had a reason for her to want to kill him. The events that happened in the room afterwards were a catastrophe. Alistair was lucky he was still alive and Danel was... well. He was not lucky at all. Adam knew Lu was in the mirror when he had called up Danel, which meant Alistair must have been doing something. It didn't surprise him considering how he had been around Lu for so long that he probably had his own agenda at this point. It wasn't his problem now anyway. Adam bowed before he had left in respect and then left the room. When he was out of there he was visibly shaking.
Prism drank the tequila and kept on going, knowing full well he didn't really have a limit anymore. It was rather depressing actually, because he could never mentally feel the same way. At first when he became a Valen it worked but it slowly faded. But, he still liked the taste of different drinks. He wasn't sure how many people around here liked the taste. Prism listened to the music for a bit longer before he became incredibly bored and started walking around. He kept getting stopped by some Fairwyn Valen girls who asked him to dance. He did so for about half a minute before he got bored and kept going, still getting stopped. When he finally made it across the bar to the others he was dancing slightly. He grabbed his bag from the table he left it at and pulled out one of his notebooks and gave it a quick once over before he started writing down something in his little code. F♬◢ ◔✔ = Fairwyn, music is loud. strange? yes
