Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20150525061428/@comment-25686329-20150604223639

King Arthur arrived, and Hank smiled, greeting him with a declaration of "Hey, Artie".

Hank and Arthur were close enough to be cousins, but Hank was temporarily distracted by the girl in the chair. It was no surprise she was another transfer, but something about the girl struck a vague chord in him, a feeling that he knew her.

Upon hearing her claim it was nice to meet him, he took a step away from Hemlock for a moment, taking a knee to look the girl in the eyes.

"Hey, there... Bryony." He said. He didn't really have much to say to her, but something within in him wanted to talk to her. "It's... really nice to have you here. Name's Hank. I hope you enjoy being here at Ever After..." he patted her hand out of some odd kindness, and rose back up to his current situation.

Hank looked at 'Cousin Arthur' for a moment.

"Nah, haven't seen Alice lately. I'll keep you posted. I'd check the library if I were you."

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Annalog had to turn away for a moment after Hemlock mentioned her not being like other girls, reminding herself that this WAS NOT the first time she chatted with a couple of guys as handsome, witty, smooth, sophisticated...

Oh, Author Grimn it, Tockman.

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Hank listened to Hemlock's response, and for a brief moment, he thought his friend was going to 'pass' on the whole thing, until, of course, his true nature/ego showed through and he mentioned not having to work to be as good as he was.

"Ahhh, there's the Hemlock I know." He laughed a bit. "So, what's your take? Should we go, or...? Like, I don't care, I'm with you wherever."

Annalog found herself in a rather predictable predicament; stay with the other 'transfers', try to hack it on her own, or hang with her two new 'friends'.

Ugh, she wished somebody would make the choice FOR her; Annalog was too laid-back to relish tricky desiscions.