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Music that is currently playing in his shop

There he is. His shop was closed, for now. He was alone. The furnaces lit with only their pilot flames and the refinery forge ran completely cold.

The man known as The Drifter stood alone in his shop, accompanied by only the soft hum of the music and the metallic klinking of coins into a bucket. He stood behind his counter, flipping coin after coin with his right thumb and index finger into a bucket approximately three feet away from him.

On his right hip, a well-worn leather holster carried his personal revolver. The grip looked weathered, but well cared for. The cylinder showed small nicks and scratches but is currently quite clean. Most of the barrel was tucked into the holster but the parts that can be see shone with a sort of dull, gunmetal, shine.

The news hummed softly on the radio as well. Reports are coming in about the going-ons in the city at current. "Bunch-o fuckin' ornery plants messin with people. I'm sure those heros are all running in there, guns blazin' and thinking that they're kickin ass. They're just same plants, guys. Relax..." He said, in a sort of short, rant-y, monologue type of way.

"Those plants are just like myself. Just tryin' to survive..." He said as he walked over to throw some fresh coal in his furnaces and his forge, starting the process to lighting them up and starting his day's work.








@Hitman

Haha. Literally just hit the send button.
I'm interested. Though I will be PM-ing you a question. @Hitman
Time: 5:20 pm Monday
Location: Campus Commons
Interaction: None directly

"Oh-I suppose-..." Roman was saying before the orange haired man stepped on stage to begin his welcome speech. Of course the person they chose to do this has bright orange hair. Basically looking like a traffic cone up there on stage. Student Council, Resident Assistant, lead musician. What else? Its a surprise he didn't say that he was some sort of royalty or high born heir to some fortune.

In any case, the beeping noise that occurred in the background broke Roman's train of thought. The speech was audibly paused, and Roman waited to see what is going to happen next. The beeping noise should be a good indicator that something was about to happen, good-natured or not.

>>Fashionably Late. Transitioning from The Silver Piglet to the Guild Hall @ShiningSector @Ypnosi <<

"Thank you for allowing a mere traveler to join your grand adventure." Avala said. As he moved, one would see that he moved with grace and power, if they cared to look. He was full of contradictions, upon closer examination. A large man that spoke with the gentleness of a monk, moved with the grace of a royal dancer, and smiled like the most welcoming of innkeepers.

As he walked with the group, his prayer beads jangled. As he waited outside with his group, he said "I wonder who this Grimar character is. We have a physical description of the person, but we do not truly know who they may be. Call me a pessimist, but I hope he would not be so bold as to attack us at the guild hall, to act as a test of our abilities. After all, this journey comes by the commission of a royal figure, former or not."

His walking stick thudded softly against the ground as he walked, sounding off in unison with the soft jangling of his prayer beads.
Is this still open for applications?
Time: 5:00 pm Monday
Location: Welcome Banquet
Interaction: Alice @Blizz

The girl said nothing. The silence was...deafening? Sure, the ballroom was filled with people, but no one Roman is particularly keen to interact with right this moment anyways. And this girl seemed new. Maybe she needed help>? Maybe she needed someone to chat with for a moment?

Or maybe she didn't need anything at all?

In any case, Roman remained. "Uh. Hi. Sorry to have disturbed you. You new here?" Roman said. Whatever he had 'prepared' went directly out of his brain and never looked back. In all fairness, not even Roman was expecting this level or activity, or lack thereof. He was always better at play off of the emotions and actions of others than to purely initiate by himself. This would either be real fun, or real dreadful.

The answer to that question should be coming real soon.
I can always use more interactions. Feel free to send me something through discord~@canaryrose
Time: 5:00 pm Monday
Location: Campus Commons
Interaction: Alice @Blizz

Roman wasn't exactly late. He was just... being alone. He had his typical stoic look on his face. The underclassman in high school did not approach him for that fact. The upperclassman in university did not bother with him since he is just a freshman. That resulted to him being somewhat isolated in the ebbs and flows of people. He also had earbuds in, switching between YouTube video game highlights and PARTYNEXTDOOR's new album. That fact probably did not help his current social situation.

In his mind, he was already plotting the first party of the school year. Sure, he was a freshman. But, he always had the thought of making a name for himself. In the most teenage-infamous way possible anyways.

Looking at his course list absentmindedly, Roman understood that the classes he will be taking are all general courses. He hasn't exactly decided on what degree to pursue, but still, taking these generals seem like a waste of time already.

In any case, Roman tucked the course list into the inner chest pocket of his blazer and walked towards a table that was occupied by one other student. He walked over, quietly as to not disturb the other student, and sat down across from her. He tilted his head and gave her a silent greeting, if she would notice anyways. Roman had some ideas in mind on how to strike up a conversation, but that is only if the other student recognize his presence.
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