| [ Even late hours draw stragglers to the City square - drunkards and night owls scattered here and there waiting for the sun to rise. But he's the only one who seems to have a destination. He being Amory, though maybe not the Amory one would immediately recognize. There's a few years off his face and a few inches off his height.
He crosses the square quickly, hands propping up a book as he manages to somehow read and walk at the same time. Probably manage isn't the right word, since a second later he slams into a person's back. ]
Watch out where you're going, kid!
Sorry! I should have-
[ He freezes. Realization is finally setting in now that he's actually looking around him. And this certainly wasn't right. ]
...This isn't anywhere near Campbell Hall.
[ Amory doesn't seem particularly frightened. Angry? That's more like it. He takes a moment to compose himself, though anger still pulls his words taut. ]
If you're messing with me, Alex. I swear- This isn't the time for practical jokes, and you should have enough common sense to know that.
[ooc: He's de-aged to eighteen for the two days. :3 Have fun. ALSO. Pretend the this was posted a few hours ago. ;; I fell asleep sob. ] |
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