There was little to excuse himself of–the gears that were invisible to almost all players continued to turn, silently. Masato had long since left behind the questions of fate, of the real ability of sheer will. His rebirth ( har  har ) was received in neutrality above all else. Of course, his little sister was the most ecstatic–but her presence was elsewhere, probably tutoring.

Presumably, most of his contacts had gone to bed long ago–as for him, well, it was a matter of bad habits and a dash of insomnia. The ping had sounded shortly after the map had rendered before his eyes, and quietly, Mac Anu’s riverside melody rose from silence. His attention finally turned towards the message, one cerulean brow quirked in mild bemusement.

[Sender] Ovan [Subject] RE: Late It’s past your bedtime, isn’t it?

If the Rogue wanted to find him, he could probably spot him an entire district away.

      instead of a given response, haseo's brow wrinkled and lip curled into a sharp scowl. funny how quick his attitude changed, how easily his temper got ahead of him.  and he had no intention of replying, either. ( old man, the same could be said for you! ) by the time his gui dispersed, haseo had already left the familiarity of mac anu's main bridge and pressed into the districts.

one could easily distinguish the beryl-haired player character among the others; his towering form was difficult to miss. a slow pace he kept while his reddish hues stared anywhere other than his target. indeed he was glad for ovan's safety and yet, it wasn't the same. and how could it be? haseo breathed once he stood beside the taller man, hand on the back of his own neck, and clicked his tongue.  ❛ honestly... i'm seventeen. ❜

[ SHE’S SO PRETTY. ]

      the moment he logged in, it felt as if skeith pulled and SHOOK the confines of ryou’s soul. something was wrong, but it was something he could not see. to mimic his actions beyond the game, haseo’s hand clutched the striped fabric over his chest and suddenly, he came to the realization that he had not phased into mac anu. whatever had happened in The World, he was now in a completely different ( virtual ) reality.                                                                                                 I shouldn’t be here...

      ryou had spent much longer than he should have on the computer last night, but his guild wanted to run through hellfire citadel and they needed their rogue. dark circles encompassed his tired eyes and a careless gait guided him straight into another person. 

❛ hey━ watch it. ❜  even though it was ENTIRELY ryou’s fault.

                                                ❛ welcome to The World. ❜

      ryou had long since been logged in, but his eyes remained closed behind the VR while haseo idled within mac anu. as if this world had been perceived through his own eyes he recalled his first memories, every sound perceived through his headphones had gone completely unnoticed. all except a familiar blip.                                                                                                  { Ovan has logged in. }

vibrant eyes in their crimson colors opened. haseo breathed, a drawn-out hum reverberating within his chest. he was ... happy to be able to see that notification. after everything that had happened, everyone was here. everyone was safe. ( for the time being, he’d enjoy this peace. ) haseo’s gui flashed before him, and a message typed itself out.

SENDER: Haseo SUBJECT: Late

he turned around with a serious look on his face, ‘ are you callin’ me old ? ’ he tried to turn it all around now, simply trying to provoke ryou. lifting both of his arms, he was now going into a fighting position, ‘ i’m as fit as ever, fight me. ’ he was almost sure he wouldn’t have a chance if they were to beat the crap out of each other, jerome was too weak to seriously injure someone.

      too much like a child ryou had turned away from jerome, as if keeping the other out of sight would help calm himself down. ( it wouldn’t. ) with a forced exhale,  ❛ i’m not ca━ ❜  he paused,  ❛ you know what, yeah! you old FART! ❜  ryou stormed over to him and stood in his face.  ❛ you wanna take me on? seriously? i don’t wanna accidentally break you. ❜  

@skcith· wants to fight. / cont.

‘ i didn’t know you are religious, ryou. ’ he smiles, ‘ is that why you are such a pissbaby ? ’

      ❛ relig━ no! that’s IT. ❜  poor ryou could only handle so much. arms stretched out, he lunged forth to throw jerome to the ground.