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[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[fff, bravely leaving her room in an attempt to get some food and praying she doesn't run into any men on her way to it. she'd ask the ghosts, but they freak her out, man DX]

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[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

[frustrated is one way of putting the mood that Nathan was in. Let's see he was yanked away from the most important speech of his life aside from the one where he accepts the Presidency (what?) and ends up here. Great. Fine. Oh but the man that your brother finally got away with well he's 'involved' with him here and while you're still lost and confused and pissed all to hell that you're even here? He's gonna just tell you because he needs to "talk about it" with someone. So... Nathan went for a walk. It turned into a flight and now he's less angry and just lost. Lost because the damn castle is infinity or something. Thankfully there's a girl up ahead.]

Uh.... excuse me? I'm... well be prepared for a miracle here, but I'm lost.

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[she's seriously starting to wonder why her life has to suck so bad this week. really, she is. she sort of stiffened and paused when he stopped her, staring at him for about 2 seconds before looking at the floor and shoving her hands in her pockets. control. she can do that. really. . .]

Uh, yeah, that happens around here. Where're you headed?

[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

[Aww so is Nathan but clearly for different reasons. He glances around trying to see if he can make heads or tails of his situation without further burdening the girl who seems to be trying to ignore him in some form. Instead he scratches the back of his head and smiles at her politely]

Probably be safest to just head back to my room, 1302, which would require an elevator or stairs... and I think I'm going in circles.

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[Looks up long enough to return a smile of sorts, moving forward and trying to stop herself from touching him. Too bad she's already playing with his shirt ;.;]

I could take ya to 'em.

[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

[Nathan is pleasantly surprised at the contact, sort of mad at his writer for taking forever to reply but he sort of half laughs and smiles at her taking her hands into his to try and sway her away from the contact and into directions... though her hands are really soft]

I'm sure you could, I don't even know your name though. We could start with that. I'm Nathan.

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[FFF HATES LIFE]

Uh, yeah?

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[lmao gripping the nearest thing to keep herself away from him]

Been better.

[oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com]

[comes into the kitchen in his PJs which is basically a white shirt and boxers lmao and goes for some ramen]

[notices her and gives a friendly smile but doesn't say anything]

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[starting to wonder if women even exist in this castle, jesus christ. tries. . . to keep hormones under control really T_T but moves closer to him.

to get bread.

really.]

. . . Hey.

[oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com]

[dude. a girl is talking to him on her own free will. first.


sweet.]


Hey! [small wave] Er... do I know you?

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[grins - and leans by him some to grab the bread she came over there for.]

I . . . don't think so, no.

[offers a hand]

I'm Max.

[oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com]

...

U-Uh... Naruto! [takes it with a nervous grin]

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[rotf /wrists.]

[rubs her forehead wondering what's wrong with her life.]

I didn't realize the kitchen was so popular.

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[wonders why he has to talk back >/]

Don't people ask ghosts for things around here?

[LMAO BECAUSE SHE IS ONE TO TALK :<]

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[Enters the kitchen, attempt to get coffee #43430234 GO ]

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[MAX WILL LET YOU GET YOUR COFFEE AND NOT BREAK THE MACHINE - I PROMISE.]

[omg but seriously she just lets out a slight groan x.x at least he's over 18.]

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[MAYBE THERE IS A GOD]

[hears her groaning at him and looks over really confused - usually needs to do something to piss someone off]

...?

[sarcatstic.livejournal.com]

[fff, oops >_>]

. . . Sorry. It's been a long night.

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[a shrug]

Alright.