rakuen | (no subject)

Characters: Yomiel, anyone
Format: Any
This log is: open
Location: Conquest courtyard
Summary: Yomiel finally shows.

There's someone standing almost casually on the edge of the courtyard, hands in pockets, rucksack over shoulder, and - observing. He's been keeping out of sight for the past few days, trying to find an easy way out of here - flipping through the handbook in that rucksack had been all the evidence he needed to decide he didn't want to stay. But he hadn't been able to find one, of course. So it looked like he was going to have to follow the rules here - at least for the moment.
He hadn't been teaching any classes for the past few days, obviously, and he very probably was going to be punished for that, but he didn't care too much. Couldn't do much to a corpse. No, first things first - limitations were annoying, so he needed to find a Player for - next time, perhaps, he wasn't sure of the time - even if he wasn't too fond of the idea. And see who else was here and if he could use them in any way.

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"Let me know if you can think of any 'methods' that don't." Yomiel sounds almost amused again now. Which probably isn't going to help Apollo's opinion of him any, but just that idea is so - laughable. If they were taken here by force, that's the only way they'll get out. Besides - as long as it wasn't permanent harm, did it matter that much?

That strange look only intensifies, but he's not going to bother continuing to question the other. No matter how strange it is not to have ever seen a cat. "...right. Long tail, short-furred, pointy ears, handkerchief around neck. If you see anything like that - ...I would be very grateful if you got him back to me." Hard to admit as that is.

"Yeah, sure I will." His reply is a touch sarcastic, but he's also getting distracted by the growing headache he's got. Apollo's trying to pay attention to what Yomiel's saying about the 'cat', but the knowledge keeps slipping out of his head nearly as soon as he's heard it.

"... I'll let you know if I see it." Though at this point, all he can properly remember was the part about something having a red handkerchief. Wouldn't it be easier for him to get another one at the store? Oh well, at least that should be easy to spot. "Good luck with whatever they end up doing to you."

With that, Apollo turned and made his way to the Red dorm, rubbing at his forehead once more.