[voice post]
[a rush of air that starts and stops suddenly; a gate opening]

What the fuck?

[a growl. yes really. and another attempt at opening a gate]

Shit.

[all goes silent for a while, before there's an almost silent laugh]

Well, it looks like school's out. Always good to know. And me without anywhere to go.

[sniff sniff]

Interesting.

[ooc: ( [tl;dr below] ) Also. Assume PB is nearer his thirties? /too lazy to icon hunt]

...shit.

( Private//Unhackable )


Nik, I'm going out. I don't want company.

I hate this fucking City.


[ooc: Strikes=Hackable. And thus it all sinks in =/ Cal will have left the apartment preeetty soon after midnight too. Yes, I tried sleep...and failed. D= ...if I disappear suddenly, it may be because sleep finally does hit me. 6-bloody-am and I'm not tired still.]

Well well well. Look at what we have here. An entire world and not a single one of them around.

And here I was, worried I might get bored.

Do as you're told and keep the merchandise safe. I wonder if this was part of their plans. No? Oh well~ I guess they'll just have to deal with it.

Sorry, big brother. I'd love to stay and shoot the breeze, but I've got places to go, worlds to destroy. Busy, busy, busy~


[ooc: Aaand Cal's back to being darkling!Cal again. 8D Still going to have some NPC slaughtering later between him and his future BFF, yes? Shh, I didn't rip off the last line from the book. NEVER!

EDIT: I may be a little slow for the next hour or so. Time to do the dishes. T__T Done]

IT'S CALIBAN.

Use the right fucking name!

[ooc: Because when the Puck calls you Cal, you know something is going on~ Link is there for ooc player reference.

EDIT: 8am D= You know that place called bed? I'm going to it! Back tonight~]