[So far, D33 has done a pretty excellent job of hiding in his room and avoiding absolutely everyone (aside from stalking/occasionally texting on the network, of course). But, everyone's gotta piss eventually. Unfortunately, that means the potential for human interaction. And, sure enough, as the man quietly exits his room, who should he notice but Nikolai sitting on the couch?
[Just kidding. It's the giant fucking bat that he notices first.
[This isn't the first time he's seen Nikolai, of course. Most notably, he recalls an interaction involving Nikolai, one of their neighbors, and what appeared to be a gigantic shark in the pool outside his window. But, of course, after speaking briefly with a certain Blue Oak, D33 is fairly certain that what he'd seen wasn't a shark at all, but what one might call a "Pokémon".
[Seeing as this "bat" is unlike any animal he's ever seen, D33 theorizes that this, too, might be one of those creatures.
[But he just has to ask. Besides, you gotta talk to your roommates at some point, right?
[Well, no. You don't. Not necessarily. But he knows that he's bound to at least run into one of them at some point, so there's really no use in trying to hide from them entirely.]
Pardon me.
[He hovers in the doorway, more or less expressionless aside from some vague intrigue, and his voice flat, though perfectly polite.]
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[Just kidding. It's the giant fucking bat that he notices first.
[This isn't the first time he's seen Nikolai, of course. Most notably, he recalls an interaction involving Nikolai, one of their neighbors, and what appeared to be a gigantic shark in the pool outside his window. But, of course, after speaking briefly with a certain Blue Oak, D33 is fairly certain that what he'd seen wasn't a shark at all, but what one might call a "Pokémon".
[Seeing as this "bat" is unlike any animal he's ever seen, D33 theorizes that this, too, might be one of those creatures.
[But he just has to ask. Besides, you gotta talk to your roommates at some point, right?
[Well, no. You don't. Not necessarily. But he knows that he's bound to at least run into one of them at some point, so there's really no use in trying to hide from them entirely.]
Pardon me.
[He hovers in the doorway, more or less expressionless aside from some vague intrigue, and his voice flat, though perfectly polite.]
May I ask you something?