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When curfew was announced, it was something which simply pierced through the thickness of Nexus' brain which had been tuning out a variety of things in the room. Of course, he couldn't completely ignore the conversation taking in the room which was simply impossible by who was in there. Even the well-defined walls and cover of books could only build a barrier to block out so much surplus noise in what was the library which was no place for... conversation to say the least when people are reading. With his eyes peering above the pages of his book that he was reading and beyond the wall of books that he himself created, there those who were holding the conversation were to be found. It at this point of time would be impossible to concentrate on the books that were littered around him with those voices distracting him, so he placed down the book and decided to listen, to watch. 

He sorted those who were conversing into two different section, those who were happy and those who weren't, cause it was simply easier that way with the four who were there. Ψ, the strange one out of the trio was simply that 'strange' which was the least that could be said about him and the nicest that could be summoned from his mind. Boomi was the cheerful one and was similar to the one also known as Frei as both could be easily labeled as obnoxious to him. The three of them were all-in-all if he could wrap them into a single package and label them was 'annoying' so far with their tones shifting ever inappropriately for a library where silence was preferred. The two from what he could see from here and now, they would get along quite well with their personalities nearly matching each others. however, the one who was interesting, to say the least, was the fourth, the last to be saved and the best to be quite frank as well who called himself Ghost. His story or what pieces he knows of it is interesting enough to look into it once this group was out of the study. Perhaps even if it was interesting enough, Nexus would tell it to the other should they run paths again. 

Reviewing what he heard of them in the room, he knew more of them and in reverse nothing about him which mattered little to him. Picking up several of the books that he had in the corner and began burying himself as deep as he could within it once more. Droning out their conversation once more as it faded into a soft buzz in the back of his mind which he forgot. Then back to the present... The announcement of curfew was now the moment, he recalled as he stood up causing the wall of books around him to tumble down. Taking a book or five with him as he walked down into one of the rooms, peeking into the solitary room which he wished to have, he entered it and locked it before settling down on the bed. Soon sleep would overtake him as even the book slamming on his chemically induced sleep would fail to wake her from the deep slumber he was in

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[color=goldenrod]'Its... hot?'[/color] Was the first thought that arose from his memories as the heat soon blasted his senses uncomfortably with his hands shooting up to cover his eyes from the harsh ray of the sun that touched him. Outside the fact that his hair was uncomfortable to say as he ran his hands through it. A little jolt of static electricity onto his skin which also messed up his hair, he ruffled it for a few moments before it went back to normal.

This was called a desert from what he read and saw in the book that he skimmed briefly to see anything interesting. Either way, the temperature, and environment while despicable but his attention was turned to the other two who were there with him as well. Frei, the jolly girl, the role model Hercules and then himself 'Nexus'.  Hercules could probably solve or complete easily with whatever was the situation at hand easily as he was here the longest. So this also extends to his advice, meaning that he should be prepared for whatever it is that was coming from Hercules' warning. Nodding simply to Frei as he began thinking to himself silently.