#the20thfloor

@the20thfloor || Continued

Ah, well. Huh. Ginti opened his mouth, closed it, scowled, and then opened it again. He settled on, “Mmm,” and poured Isaac an extra drink. He didn’t even try to rub any metaphorical salt in the metaphorical wounds - Isaac looked pretty miserable.

Ginti didn’t even think Isaac was capable of such a thing, but he shouldn’t have been too surprised in his line of work. Oh, the surprise didn’t come with the action itself; almost every living thing kills other living things. It was more of a physical sort of thing. A point which brought up his next question:

“…are you a human?” Ginti asked.

Isaac accepted the silence and the drink. Looked like the ever sharp Ginti was even at a loss for Isaac’s actions. He was a killer, an assassin, trained by Aeon to do away with those who threatened the time stream. Sometimes it was for something major, like trying to alter the course of history, other times it was simply a person who should have died but hadn’t. It had been the latter for Isaac today making it especially hard on him. There was some justification for killing a person who sought to change everything without know the consequences, or causing catastrophic levels of harm to the world (not that Isaac agreed with the death penalty to begin with). A person who’s only crime was existing though was something else, something that couldn’t be justified, yet Isaac’s back was to the wall.

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Ginti, however, has no capacity for politeness. He glared and snapped his head towards the elevator doors. “CLAVIS! DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE-” but it was too late. The doors closed.

The redhead grunted. He supposed it wasn’t this poor guy’s fault he was stranded in Viginti. But he was also the only available target for Ginti’s anger.

“Hmph. Siddown.”

Isaac flinched when the redhead raised his voice so loudly. I wonder if arbiters can suffer vocal strain. Shifting the wooden box containing the bottles for Decim from under his arm to his hands and took a seat at the bar. “Thank you, sir.” He smiled politely, doing his best to avoid angering the man further.

2. What drew you to rping this character?

Her personality is a stark contrast to what I was used to and I found that very appealing.

11. Do you think you’ve gotten better at writing anything or any type of thing or situation since you started writing this character (or roleplaying in general)?

I’ve gotten better at writing in general since I started roleplaying, but specifically with Little My? I feel I’ve achieved playing outside of my comfort zone and even found a new one! My is very action-oriented, a dynamic character who usually initiates the excitement. It’s difficult sometimes, but she doesn’t hold back and that’s what’s been a challenge is to loosen up.

56. How did you learn about roleplaying? How did you get started roleplaying yourself? 

Gonna take you waaaayyy back to when I was, like, 10 years old. Neopets was my first platform. I remember the very first conversation I had about roleplaying, it was someone who asked me if I wanted to play with their Island Uni.