☯I Tried To Make A Move
Entering the room lugging his bags, the elder Galahad stopped momentarily in the living room. Glancing in both of the bedrooms, he enters the smaller one to select it for himself. Ignoring his sister's objections, he immediately sets to work unpacking. His being morphed, an extra set of arms appearing to enable him to move quicker. It took very little time for him to stow away what clothes he did own, as the rest of the room had been set up to his specifications. Exiting the bedroom, he moves to the other to assist his sister.
Glancing up as her brother entered the room, Ciel immediately frowned. "I would have been fine in the smaller room." she objected, obviously failing to notice the differences between rooms. Her walls were painted a bright yellow, where her brother's were different shades of brown. Of course he didn't want to sleep in the brightly painted room. Why would he? That was silly, but the teenager had sincerely failed to notice. Glancing up as her brother opened a bag that happened to have her undergarments nearly folded on top. "Get out!" she threw one of the pillows from her bed at her brother, who immediately stepped back laughing. "Go play somewhere else!" she yelled at a very amused Emile, who agreed and backed out of her bedroom.
"Fine, fine! I'm going." he grinned, popping into his own room to snatch up a jacket. Stuffing his wallet and keys into his pocket, the extra arms morphed away and he returned to normal. Reaching up to brush the teal bangs hanging in his eyes out of his field of vision, he peeks back into his sister's room momentarily. "I'm going to go explore. Call if you need me." flashing his baby sister a smile, the young man takes the mumblings from the teen as his dismissal. Checking his jeans pocket for the presence of his cell phone, he moves to the front door as it is discovered to be where it should be. Slipping out the door, the teacher takes his leave.
When It's Over❀
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