The Adjudicator (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
andexecutioner) wrote2016-07-03 03:06 pm
andexecutioner) wrote2016-07-03 03:06 pm
PRIVATE MEETINGS
Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.
Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.
[Bright and early, bright and early, just like Ferid promised; he'd been caught by Aligula on the way, admittedly, and gave a courtesy glance at the profile that'd been placed among the others, but the girl was gracious enough to let him go in first.
Which was good, seeing as he's got some important things to discuss before the inevitable breakfast he's going to have to skip out on.]
Good morning, Adjudicutie~! Or should I call you Juri? Mmm, but the first has such a ring to it, wouldn't you say? What do you prefer?
[This isn't the important thing to discuss, but considering Ferid's ice breaker yesterday was "@ me cutie"...]
Which was good, seeing as he's got some important things to discuss before the inevitable breakfast he's going to have to skip out on.]
Good morning, Adjudicutie~! Or should I call you Juri? Mmm, but the first has such a ring to it, wouldn't you say? What do you prefer?
[This isn't the important thing to discuss, but considering Ferid's ice breaker yesterday was "@ me cutie"...]
[...Knowing Ferid, it damn well might be the important thing to discuss.
That said, the Adjudicator's slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in the office he's currently occupying; the room is large and well-kept, all done up in wood and leather, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center.
He's sitting behind said desk with his head propped idly in his hand when Ferid comes in, running the fingers of his free hand lightly over the imperfections in the wood and generally looking bored as hell; he glances up at Ferid when he comes in, and he wrinkles his nose a bit at the name, but at least he doesn't balk too hard at it.]
Just the name's fine. You had something you wanted to discuss today, right?
That said, the Adjudicator's slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in the office he's currently occupying; the room is large and well-kept, all done up in wood and leather, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center.
He's sitting behind said desk with his head propped idly in his hand when Ferid comes in, running the fingers of his free hand lightly over the imperfections in the wood and generally looking bored as hell; he glances up at Ferid when he comes in, and he wrinkles his nose a bit at the name, but at least he doesn't balk too hard at it.]
Just the name's fine. You had something you wanted to discuss today, right?
[ It's honestly probably shortly after Ferid's come and gone (he did say he'd be dropping at his earliest convenience yesterday! ...and Aligula totally walked with him here) that the resident Queen of Monomania gives his door three sharp knocks before she enters. Or tries to, if it's locked.
EITHER WAY: ]
Adjudicator, I've got a very important question~!
[ ...considering this is one of the two people that decided to whiteknight the shit out of his right to be incredibly unhelpful, how important this question is is up for debate. ]
EITHER WAY: ]
Adjudicator, I've got a very important question~!
[ ...considering this is one of the two people that decided to whiteknight the shit out of his right to be incredibly unhelpful, how important this question is is up for debate. ]
Edited (oh my god i will stop editting now i'm Sorry) 2016-07-04 17:08 (UTC)
[She can enter, it's not locked - and don't worry, he remembers her, she's a little distinctive.
He's slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in the office he's currently occupying; the room is large and well-kept, all done up in wood and leather, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center.
He seems sort of bored for now, leaning over the desk with his head propped in his hands; he doesn't bother to move very far when she comes in, though he seems more than attentive enough when she walks in.]
Yeah? Let's hear it, then.
He's slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in the office he's currently occupying; the room is large and well-kept, all done up in wood and leather, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center.
He seems sort of bored for now, leaning over the desk with his head propped in his hands; he doesn't bother to move very far when she comes in, though he seems more than attentive enough when she walks in.]
Yeah? Let's hear it, then.
[...well, you know, it's the late afternoon on Monday, she's gone through things... and there's one thing she's pretty curious about.
...so she'll gingerly knock on the Adjudicator's door and maybe fidget a bit. Should she... open the door, too? She doesn't go for it yet, but if there's no answer...]
...so she'll gingerly knock on the Adjudicator's door and maybe fidget a bit. Should she... open the door, too? She doesn't go for it yet, but if there's no answer...]
[...Well, that's. Vaguely more polite than some others probably are gonna be. So.]
...Go ahead and come in.
...Go ahead and come in.
[A knock will come at the Adjudicator's door around mid-afternoon.]
Are you available, Adjudicator?
Are you available, Adjudicator?
Yeah, enter.
[Seems this place isn't as...heavily soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Still dampened, but not as absolutely so.]
[Seems this place isn't as...heavily soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Still dampened, but not as absolutely so.]
[Rideaux is in a rather strange mood this morning, but he's hoping to clear that up by meeting with the Adjudicator as he said he would. So when it seems like the coast is clear, he gives a light knock on the door.]
Yeah, go ahead and enter.
[Well, it seems the room isn't completely soundproof, though the sound is decidedly dampened when it carries.
Assuming Rideaux actually does, in fact, enter, he'll find that the room is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in here, given the...everything. He's also got his head propped in his hand in an utterly bored fashion, studying the shelves like they hold the answer to all things on them (who knows, given this place they might), though he'll glance over to look whenever Rideaux comes in.]
[Well, it seems the room isn't completely soundproof, though the sound is decidedly dampened when it carries.
Assuming Rideaux actually does, in fact, enter, he'll find that the room is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in here, given the...everything. He's also got his head propped in his hand in an utterly bored fashion, studying the shelves like they hold the answer to all things on them (who knows, given this place they might), though he'll glance over to look whenever Rideaux comes in.]
[Before going to cut her hair Naoto decides to pay a visit to the Adjudicator's office. She conceals the knife she took and knocks on the door]
Good morning. May I come in? There's a matter I'd like to discuss for a moment.
Good morning. May I come in? There's a matter I'd like to discuss for a moment.
Yeah, go ahead.
[Well. Seems the room isn't entirely soundproof. Everything's dampened, sure, but the call to come in is still audible.
Assuming Naoto actually does come in, she'll find that the room is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in here, given the...everything.
He's also looking bored as hell, leaning back in the chair and staring at the join between the ceiling and the wall, but he'll at least look over once Naoto comes in.]
[Well. Seems the room isn't entirely soundproof. Everything's dampened, sure, but the call to come in is still audible.
Assuming Naoto actually does come in, she'll find that the room is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...slightly more presentably-dressed today - white shirt, black pants, as opposed to the jeans from yesterday - but his hair is still unkempt as hell and he's managing to look completely out of place in here, given the...everything.
He's also looking bored as hell, leaning back in the chair and staring at the join between the ceiling and the wall, but he'll at least look over once Naoto comes in.]
[Guess who's knocking at your door so early again, Adjudicutie. Guess.
If you guessed Ferid, you're right!!! Ding ding, he's not going to make himself at home in any chairs today, but step nearby one of the shelves to inspect it. Hello there.
... His usual clothes seem... oddly pink today? They're tinted pink. He looks good in them, don't get that wrong, really works that shade, but. They're pink.]
A fellow Competitor and I are rather displeased at the lack of entertainment here, Adjudicutie -- the music room is nice and I like it myself, but a library would've been nicer. Not everyone can play an instrument, but at least most of the people here can read.
[...]
With the exception of Mozu, maybe, unless it's simply written.
[The farmer girl is Cute but she's also, well. A farmer girl.]
Is this a need that can be met as well, or will we simply have to deal with it?
If you guessed Ferid, you're right!!! Ding ding, he's not going to make himself at home in any chairs today, but step nearby one of the shelves to inspect it. Hello there.
... His usual clothes seem... oddly pink today? They're tinted pink. He looks good in them, don't get that wrong, really works that shade, but. They're pink.]
A fellow Competitor and I are rather displeased at the lack of entertainment here, Adjudicutie -- the music room is nice and I like it myself, but a library would've been nicer. Not everyone can play an instrument, but at least most of the people here can read.
[...]
With the exception of Mozu, maybe, unless it's simply written.
[The farmer girl is Cute but she's also, well. A farmer girl.]
Is this a need that can be met as well, or will we simply have to deal with it?
[Well, he's sitting at that desk again, sort of idly doodling on a sheet of paper while he listens to all this; looks like he's left-handed, who knew - but either way, he doesn't seem to be paying much attention overall, at least not until he speaks.]
That's not a need, it's whining. So yeah, you're going to have to deal.
That's not a need, it's whining. So yeah, you're going to have to deal.
Yeah, enter.
[Seems this place isn't as...heavily soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Still dampened, but not as absolutely so.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; he's got paper and pens to occupy himself with today and it looks like he's doodling something there, left hand occupied with the pen and right hand propping his chin up, idle.
Looks like the jeans and black button-up are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise; he'll glance up momentarily when AZ comes in, but his attention won't be there for long.]
Can I help you?
[Seems this place isn't as...heavily soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Still dampened, but not as absolutely so.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; he's got paper and pens to occupy himself with today and it looks like he's doodling something there, left hand occupied with the pen and right hand propping his chin up, idle.
Looks like the jeans and black button-up are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise; he'll glance up momentarily when AZ comes in, but his attention won't be there for long.]
Can I help you?
[ One day, she's gonna enter without knocking.
Today's not that day. Mostly because she needs to be on his good side, especially since when she comes in this time (after banging her poor aching fist on the door two times, dear lord you can't half-ass anything can you), the very adorable flyer she's been slapping onto everything and everyone is getting slapped right onto his desk. ]
You're totally invited to the party too!
[ .....that's it that's all, hi. ]
Today's not that day. Mostly because she needs to be on his good side, especially since when she comes in this time (after banging her poor aching fist on the door two times, dear lord you can't half-ass anything can you), the very adorable flyer she's been slapping onto everything and everyone is getting slapped right onto his desk. ]
You're totally invited to the party too!
[ .....that's it that's all, hi. ]
[...Uh.
Well, today it seems the black button-up and jeans are making a reappearance, and he was currently actually using the desk instead of just...staring off into space; admittedly he was using it for doodling stuff and writing little notes down and what have you, so it's not like she's interrupting anything important, but he'll kind of. Straighten up and stare at her just the same.]
...I'm not really one for parties.
Well, today it seems the black button-up and jeans are making a reappearance, and he was currently actually using the desk instead of just...staring off into space; admittedly he was using it for doodling stuff and writing little notes down and what have you, so it's not like she's interrupting anything important, but he'll kind of. Straighten up and stare at her just the same.]
...I'm not really one for parties.
Yeah, go ahead and come in.
[Seems this place isn't as...heavily soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Definitely still dampened, but not as absolutely so.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; the jeans and black button-up are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise, and he's got paper and pens to occupy himself with. It looks like he's been doodling something there, though for the time being he's just sort of twirling his pen between the fingers of his left hand while he thinks.
He'll give Katniss his attention when she enters, though; not for long, mind, it's more of a passing glance to verify who it is before he goes back to what he was doing, though he'll offer a soft assenting noise as though acknowledging she's there. Come in, what's on your mind.]
[Seems this place isn't as...heavily soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Definitely still dampened, but not as absolutely so.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; the jeans and black button-up are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise, and he's got paper and pens to occupy himself with. It looks like he's been doodling something there, though for the time being he's just sort of twirling his pen between the fingers of his left hand while he thinks.
He'll give Katniss his attention when she enters, though; not for long, mind, it's more of a passing glance to verify who it is before he goes back to what he was doing, though he'll offer a soft assenting noise as though acknowledging she's there. Come in, what's on your mind.]
[Robert tried his best. the fact that his best lasted until early Tuesday afternoon does not change that.
so now he's BANG BANG BANG knocking very politely on the Adjudicator's door.]
so now he's BANG BANG BANG knocking very politely on the Adjudicator's door.]
[All right, all right, goddamn - ]
Yeah, enter.
[...Seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Definitely still dampened, but not as absolutely so.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; the jeans and black button-up are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise. Seems he's found paper and pens to occupy himself with, given that he's doodling idly all over the sheets; he'll give Robert his attention when he enters, though. Not for long, mind, it's more of a passing glance to verify who it is, but at least it's something.]
Yeah, enter.
[...Seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least. Definitely still dampened, but not as absolutely so.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; the jeans and black button-up are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise. Seems he's found paper and pens to occupy himself with, given that he's doodling idly all over the sheets; he'll give Robert his attention when he enters, though. Not for long, mind, it's more of a passing glance to verify who it is, but at least it's something.]
[It's a bit early in the morning when Jean knocks on the Adjudicator's door. Specifically, when most people would be distracted by Cilan's breakfast. It's not that she's worried about anyone seeing her meet with the Adjudicator, but she'd rather no one see what she was carrying in her other hand: the two glass bottles that dropped out of the vending machine.]
[Needless to say, she's scowling.]
[Needless to say, she's scowling.]
Go ahead and come in.
[Looks like the soundproofing isn't absolute in here; it's more than enough to deter eavesdroppers, though, don't worry.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center; the Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything.
The jeans are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise, but he's replaced the black button-up with a red one; he's also got one of those little hang-glider models that you can get out of the machine, though he doesn't seem to be doing much with it, just kind of playing with it in his hands while he seems to be thinking things over. He'll glance up when she comes in, at least, though not for very long.]
[Looks like the soundproofing isn't absolute in here; it's more than enough to deter eavesdroppers, though, don't worry.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center; the Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything.
The jeans are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise, but he's replaced the black button-up with a red one; he's also got one of those little hang-glider models that you can get out of the machine, though he doesn't seem to be doing much with it, just kind of playing with it in his hands while he seems to be thinking things over. He'll glance up when she comes in, at least, though not for very long.]
[It's taken Isaac several days to get to the point where the curiosity is killing him, but theorizing about all of this is just making it worse. Time to just ask about all of this.
He doesn't bother knocking, he just lets himself in at some ungodly hour early on Wednesday. You up, Adjudicator?]
He doesn't bother knocking, he just lets himself in at some ungodly hour early on Wednesday. You up, Adjudicator?]
[Of course he's up, Isaac.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center; the Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything.
The jeans are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise, but he's replaced the black button-up with a red one; he's also got one of those little hang-glider models that you can get out of the machine, though he doesn't seem to be doing much with it - he's leaning forward with his head down on the desk, tapping idly on the wings of the thing just to give himself something to do. He'll glance up when he comes in, at least, though not for very long.]
Did you need something?
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center; the Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything.
The jeans are making a reappearance today, clothes-wise, but he's replaced the black button-up with a red one; he's also got one of those little hang-glider models that you can get out of the machine, though he doesn't seem to be doing much with it - he's leaning forward with his head down on the desk, tapping idly on the wings of the thing just to give himself something to do. He'll glance up when he comes in, at least, though not for very long.]
Did you need something?
[It takes him a while to answer, but eventually he does, his words definitely dampened by the closed door but not inaudible - seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least.]
Yeah, enter.
[The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. The jeans are still present for now, clothes-wise, but he's replaced the black button-up with a red one; he seems a little unfocused, playing with one of those sets of dice from the machine - he's not tossing them or anything, just playing with the D20 between his fingers.
So. What's on your mind?]
Yeah, enter.
[The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. The jeans are still present for now, clothes-wise, but he's replaced the black button-up with a red one; he seems a little unfocused, playing with one of those sets of dice from the machine - he's not tossing them or anything, just playing with the D20 between his fingers.
So. What's on your mind?]
[Knock knock. Naoto is here. She's also bringing coffee, a cup for her and for the Adjudicator]
Morning. Would you mind indulging me for a moment? I have a few questions about yourself.
[Of course, Juri reserves the right to answer. Naoto isn't going to force him, because it isn't her style at all, and even if she wanted she just can't do it]
Morning. Would you mind indulging me for a moment? I have a few questions about yourself.
[Of course, Juri reserves the right to answer. Naoto isn't going to force him, because it isn't her style at all, and even if she wanted she just can't do it]
[Oh, well. That's interesting.
He seems a bit unfocused when she enters, toying idly with some of those dice from the machine; he's not tossing them, just playing with the D20 between his fingers, but he looks over at her once he notices the coffee.]
I don't mind, no. Go ahead.
He seems a bit unfocused when she enters, toying idly with some of those dice from the machine; he's not tossing them, just playing with the D20 between his fingers, but he looks over at her once he notices the coffee.]
I don't mind, no. Go ahead.
[Jean waits a day before talking to the Adjudicator. It's for her own sake, giving her temper time to cool down -- otherwise, she doesn't trust herself not to lose control of her temper and invoke Rule 5 by accident. Not only that, but it gives her time to process the real threat he poses, apparently not just to her life but to her very soul.]
So. One girl makes a bad choice, and the rest of us are forced to pick between death, death, or more death? What's the point, then? Are you just trying to torture us all?
[She's still in something of a huff, though.]
So. One girl makes a bad choice, and the rest of us are forced to pick between death, death, or more death? What's the point, then? Are you just trying to torture us all?
[She's still in something of a huff, though.]
[He's definitely in the office, dressed a bit more presentably than he usually is - black pants and a white button-up replacing the usual denim and black; he's got a deck of cards from the game room with him in here, red-backed and bright against the wood of his desk, and it looks like he's playing Solitaire when Jean comes in.]
If I were trying to torture you all, you'd know it. I'm not really above things like that if it'll get an outcome. The game itself is only torture if you decide to see it that way.
[...Well, then.]
If I were trying to torture you all, you'd know it. I'm not really above things like that if it'll get an outcome. The game itself is only torture if you decide to see it that way.
[...Well, then.]
[ hi juri. your favorite pink-haired terror is here, in her dress she got earlier! it's cute. she loves it. she's gonna get married in it if she can't have anything else. (she would totally dig an actual wedding dress though hook her up bro.)
anyway, it's nothing big when she comes in, which could be kind of worrying? she just knocks like she's been doing, sort of bounces into the chair opposite his desk, sits cross-legged like she's ten and the class is about to have story time, and kinda... decides to watch him for a bit instead of jumping into conversation.
so uh. hi. you busy, or. ]
anyway, it's nothing big when she comes in, which could be kind of worrying? she just knocks like she's been doing, sort of bounces into the chair opposite his desk, sits cross-legged like she's ten and the class is about to have story time, and kinda... decides to watch him for a bit instead of jumping into conversation.
so uh. hi. you busy, or. ]
[Looks like he's back in the white shirt and black pants today, and while he's sitting at the desk, it seems like he's been keeping himself occupied with Solitaire for right now; he's got a deck of cards from the game room with him in here, red-backed and bright against the wood of his desk, and he doesn't look up when Aligula comes in and sits down.
He does speak after a moment, though.]
So if a crystal ball could tell you anything about yourself, your life, the future, or anything else, what would you want to know?
He does speak after a moment, though.]
So if a crystal ball could tell you anything about yourself, your life, the future, or anything else, what would you want to know?
[It's your favorite! What's up today, Adjudicutie. Drawing more? Doing anything important? Because, like the walls of this fancy mansion you're overseeing, there's a piece of paper being put onto your desk, atop the book he'd borrowed for the past week.
... There's also a small white cat toy coming down with it. It has a cute red ribbon around the neck.]
You didn't come to our soulmate party, but maybe this is more to your taste, my lovely host?
... There's also a small white cat toy coming down with it. It has a cute red ribbon around the neck.]
You didn't come to our soulmate party, but maybe this is more to your taste, my lovely host?
[He's not drawing today, but it doesn't look like he's doing anything too important, either; he's got a board setup from the game room in front of him, and it looks like he's occupying himself by fucking around with European solitaire when Ferid comes in.
He'll look up at the...everything that's been set on his desk, though; that's. Interesting. It takes him a moment to pick up the cat instead of just kind of staring at it, but eventually he will, though he'll glance over at the invitation as well.]
...Parties really aren't my thing.
He'll look up at the...everything that's been set on his desk, though; that's. Interesting. It takes him a moment to pick up the cat instead of just kind of staring at it, but eventually he will, though he'll glance over at the invitation as well.]
...Parties really aren't my thing.
Edited (HOW DID THAT HAPPEN WHY IS IT HUGE?) 2016-07-12 21:20 (UTC)
[ Inigo planned on saying hello to Juri sooner, but... well, he was kind of feeling apprehensive at the thought of going to the man's office until now. So here he is at like 3 o'clock in the morning because he doesn't sleep at normal hours. Knock knock, are you awake. ]
[When he answers, his words definitely dampened by the closed door but not inaudible - seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least.]
Yeah, come in.
[Seems he's awake, also at like three in the morning.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's in the usual denim and black, and he seems a bit engrossed in what he's doing - he's got a board from the game room in front of him, and it looks like he's having a go at European solitaire tonight.
So. What's on your mind?]
Yeah, come in.
[Seems he's awake, also at like three in the morning.
The room itself is more of an office, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's in the usual denim and black, and he seems a bit engrossed in what he's doing - he's got a board from the game room in front of him, and it looks like he's having a go at European solitaire tonight.
So. What's on your mind?]
Edited (i can't spell) 2016-07-13 03:31 (UTC)
[She thinks this guy is a Shit but. Well, Fern's always been one to go into dangerous places in case she could get info.
She softly knocks on the door a few times.]
She softly knocks on the door a few times.]
[When he answers, his words are definitely dampened by the closed door but not inaudible - seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least.]
You can come in, go ahead.
[The room he's inviting her into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's in the usual denim and black, and he seems a bit distracted by what he's doing - he's got a board from the game room in front of him, and it looks like he's having a go at European solitaire today.
He's not unreceptive to conversation, though, given that he does glance up whenever she comes in. Something to ask, then?]
You can come in, go ahead.
[The room he's inviting her into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's in the usual denim and black, and he seems a bit distracted by what he's doing - he's got a board from the game room in front of him, and it looks like he's having a go at European solitaire today.
He's not unreceptive to conversation, though, given that he does glance up whenever she comes in. Something to ask, then?]
Edited (verbs) 2016-07-13 03:41 (UTC)
[Does the Adjudicator like staying up late? Well hopefully he does, because Luca is coming to pay him a visit!
After he is sure everyone is asleep or otherwise occupied for the night, that is. Because he doesn't want anyone finding out who he is visiting late at night.
knock knock]
After he is sure everyone is asleep or otherwise occupied for the night, that is. Because he doesn't want anyone finding out who he is visiting late at night.
knock knock]
[When he answers, his words are definitely dampened by the closed door but not inaudible - seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least.]
Go ahead, enter.
[Seems he's up; he sounds perfectly awake, anyway.
The room he's inviting Luca into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's in the usual denim and black, and he's got a board from the game room in front of him; it looks like he's having a go at European solitaire today, though he seems a little bored by the game - looks like he's hitting an impasse.
So. What's going on tonight?]
Go ahead, enter.
[Seems he's up; he sounds perfectly awake, anyway.
The room he's inviting Luca into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's in the usual denim and black, and he's got a board from the game room in front of him; it looks like he's having a go at European solitaire today, though he seems a little bored by the game - looks like he's hitting an impasse.
So. What's going on tonight?]
Edited (i can't write tonight i'm sorry) 2016-07-13 03:42 (UTC)
[When he answers, his words are definitely dampened by the closed door but not inaudible - seems this place isn't as...utterly soundproofed as the bedrooms are, at least.]
You can enter.
[The room he's inviting Brady into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's dressed a bit more presentably than he usually is - black pants and a white button-up replacing the usual denim and black; he's got a deck of cards from the game room with him in here, red-backed and bright against the wood of his desk.
Well, some of the cards are, anyway. Looks like he's playing Solitaire in here to pass the time.]
You can enter.
[The room he's inviting Brady into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything. He's dressed a bit more presentably than he usually is - black pants and a white button-up replacing the usual denim and black; he's got a deck of cards from the game room with him in here, red-backed and bright against the wood of his desk.
Well, some of the cards are, anyway. Looks like he's playing Solitaire in here to pass the time.]
[At some point after the incentive announcement, there will be a knock.]
Do you have a moment?
Do you have a moment?
Yeah, of course.
[And it certainly looks like he does, assuming William enters; he's got a board from the game room in here with him, it looks like he's playing European solitaire with himself to pass the time.
How's it going.]
[And it certainly looks like he does, assuming William enters; he's got a board from the game room in here with him, it looks like he's playing European solitaire with himself to pass the time.
How's it going.]
[i'm so sorry As promised, at some point during the... music party... Ferid's turning up with his favored viola in hand, inclining his head slightly to the Adjudicator.]
Anything you'd like to request?
Anything you'd like to request?
[You know, he isn't sure what he expected, but it probably should have been exactly this; at least it's not the accordion.
Juri's playing with...something between his fingers when Ferid comes in; looks like he's petting one of those stupid fuzzy caterpillars from the machine. That cat Ferid made is still sitting on the desk, though.]
Play me your favorite. Or one of your favorites, I'm sure you've got a lot.
Juri's playing with...something between his fingers when Ferid comes in; looks like he's petting one of those stupid fuzzy caterpillars from the machine. That cat Ferid made is still sitting on the desk, though.]
Play me your favorite. Or one of your favorites, I'm sure you've got a lot.
[knock knock]
Hey. I have a question.
Hey. I have a question.
Yeah, go ahead.
[The room she'll be coming into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; he's leaning back idly in his chair, and it looks like he's playing with one of those fuzzy caterpillars from the machine between his fingers.
He's also got a little stuffed cat sitting on his desk, white with a red ribbon around its neck. Just kind of hanging out.]
What's on your mind?
[The room she'll be coming into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; he's leaning back idly in his chair, and it looks like he's playing with one of those fuzzy caterpillars from the machine between his fingers.
He's also got a little stuffed cat sitting on his desk, white with a red ribbon around its neck. Just kind of hanging out.]
What's on your mind?
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