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 Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 6:24 pm
He was bored.
This was not an unusual thing - in fact, it was more or less a daily occurrence in Ian's life, which meant that he usually had to find something to keep him occupied, otherwise he would just laze around doing absolutely nothing for the majority of the day. And that wasn't very productive, now was it.
{ I would appreciate it if you took things more seriously from time to time. }
Naomi, as ever, sounded disapproving. Ian smiled to himself, stepping out of his dorm room and crossing down the hall towards another door, a short distance away.
Calm down. I'm taking things as serious as serious can be, Miss White.
She let out a huff of annoyance that Ian ignored, lifting his hand to knock at the door he'd finally come to a stop in front of.
"Yooooo, Quinntuplet, open up broski!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:28 pm
He heard the noise on the door, this time the door being closed. The voice that called his name, Quinntuplet?, rang a bell, so he decided to approach closer. Really, Quinn had not expected to be popular in any sort of the term when coming to Deus... but it seemed that some had different ideas. Not that he minded perhaps, he liked companionship, but it still left his mind reeling. Frowning, he opened the door just a crack to peek out. Looking up slightly, a familiar face beamed back at him. "Ian?" The name rolled off his tongue easily. If anything, Quinn had a good memory. How could he forget the first name that wa handed to him in his new life?
Opening the door a little more, his eyebrows grew together curiously. "Ah- how can i help you?"
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