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"Yo, guy, if chivalry is dead then I didn't kill it" Dill retorted to Noel, laughing, "I don't leave home nearly enough for that." He turned his attention back to chad, "Shit dude, is it really that much?" Dill said, awkwardly tucking a strand of hair behind his ear with a nervous, guilty grin...

Dill listened to Juliette quietly while she spoke, "Nostrovia to that, my guy." He said, raising his glass. "Honest? I still don't know some of the dudes in my band all too well so I don't really have that sort of vibe with them." He said with a shrug, "It'll happen eventually but whatever, I'm...

Dill shrugged, "Personally I don't really mind a bit of liquor in my clothes, puts hair on the chest." He said, lifting his drink and clinking the ice around a little in the glass. "The guys in my band, they're all pretty sick, y'know? I'm really glad to work with those guys." He took a little...

"Shit dude, sorry." Dill said impulsively when Juliette bumped into him. He sloppily tried to collect a couple of discarded napkins from the bar counter but by the time he did, she already dealt with the situation. "Oh, hey! Nice to meet you. I've heard some of your band's shit, it's pretty...

Dill stepped out of the limo following Levi after a few seconds. He walked through the paparazzi all swagger and grins, hands in the pockets of his ratty suede jacket and wearing a pair of cheap sunglasses. Most of the attention remained focused on Levi, one of the band's pretty-boys, until he...

Noticing the elevator doors open from the corner of his eye, Robin briefly glanced over and instantly went pale. "Oh... Hey Lara, it was Laura wasn't it?" He said with a false smile. "How did you find my workplace?" Under the veil of courtesy, the discomfort in his voice was fairly obvious. He...

Emerging from his basement lair of the forensics lab in the mid afternoon, Robin appeared in the general offices of the police station, a folder tucked under his arm. Pausing when he reached the common room, he scanned the people milling about, few of which he recognized. Secluded in his...

Sebby, who had been laying in his bed in something of a revere, vaguely thinking over a few things. It took him a brief to react, half out of laziness and half in aloof irreverence. "Hey there." He said, standing to meet his new roommate's eye, running a hand through his hair; a few strands...

Gabe glanced at May as her face shifted through a myriad of expressions. Despite his ineptitude, he could recognize a certain malaise and rage in her that he could somehow find himself emphasizing with. "Is everything alright?" He asked, softspoken as usual, but shortly glanced away in self...

Sebastian Early in the morning, or at least early for him, Sebby arrived at the school, stepping out of a sleek black car. He said something to the driver, a friend in the nearby town he'd roomed with for the off-term, and stepped onto the campus. He wore a pair of sunglasses and smoothed out...

Gabe paused for a moment, somewhat jarred at his offer being accepted, and glanced up at May. Although he didn't necessarily ask in jest, he didn't expect her to ever actually take him up on his offer--such a thing happened so rarely, it'd often slip his mind such at thing could. He paused for a...

Gabe, who hadn't received a phone number from someone outside of a business setting in longer than he could remember, looked fairly shocked. Folding the napkin, he tucked it into his pocket, stuttering out something of a thank you, though he generally didn't intend to call her. After recovering...

Gabe blinked a couple times, glancing between the group. He stuttered out some "erms" and "uhs" for a few moments before replying. "I uhh... yeah someone came by..." He replied, seeming nervous, "She uhh.... s-she went uhh..." Internally, he began an intense moral struggle. The idea of lying...

The knock on the door made Gabe jump and May's abrupt scatter filled him with an overwhelming sense of anxiety. Part of him was tempted to do the same as her and find something in his home large enough for him to fit, but the overwhelming majority of his being felt an intolerable repulsion at...

At May's words, Gabe sighed, "Oh, I see." He said. Although the suggestion of a teenage girl in hot pursuit by a mysterious adversary seemed, at surface level, hardly more appealing than an intrusive girl scout, he felt reassured in the fact that she had a motive for violating his space. Posture...

The inside of Gabe's house was surprisingly stylish with everything in neutral colors of off-whites and grays. In fact, it was so neat and stylish that it came off as dull, something almost like something out of a magazine brochure. Gabe reappeared shortly, pen and paper in hand, with an...

Although he seemed to flinch ever so slightly when she cursed, he replied respectfully: "My name is Gabe Klein, assistant HR Manager at Nelson & Lee Oral Hygiene." He produced a business card from his breast pocket, one in ash with lettering of Liberation Serif. His speech was more calculated...

Gabe glanced around, first over at the house of the neighbors. During the brief moments he spent outside of his house, leaving and returning on his daily commute and mundane tasks, he'd noticed the residents, or more accurately heard them. As a man who found value in his silence, Gabe had taken...

After a few seconds, the resident of the house emerged, opening the door only a crack at first to peek out, then all the way. From behind the door, an abnormally tall man with jet black hair became visible. He looked at May with a sort of surprised and confused expression, perhaps with a little...

Kaim, who until then had begun to drift off into sleep, blinked his eyes open slowly, lolling his head over to the side to look at the teacher. He rubbed an eye with the back of his sleeve and glanced at Apollo. "Are we gonna have to hang out with this guy?" Kaim said, his speech sounding...