Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161206023856/@comment-27743663-20161206033752

Sitting on his couch, bored out of his mind as he lazily looked out his window with droopy eyes and his headphones pumping music into his ears, Gillian let out a loud yawn as he waited for his entertainment to arrive.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited.

With a golden ripple, a comb appeared in his hand, one he used to slick his hair back to pass the time. After an unforgivable eternity (actually about 10 minutes), he spotted figures nearing his house, getting up from his position with slow, painful looking movements that actually just lacked motivation. Opening the door up and moving his headphones to his neck in one swift movement, Gillian continued to walk, acknowledging the individuals in front of him.

"Naturally. I would be a disgrace, nothing but a mockery, if I didn't return something given to the infallible me back in its proper form," drolled Gillian as he cought the dust with his hand, tossing it in-between them a bit to test its weight, "don't trip walking back you pathetic monkeys. I'm lesser beings such as yourselves will find the drop quite bothersome."

His piece said, he placed the dust into his pocket, examining the dropped off girl before him. Wisteria, wasn't it? Some imprisoned girl or other after a murder or two? He couldn't be bothered reading up on her past, so he could have been wrong. Really, all he bothered looking at was her ability and some personality reports. Both provided useful insights for him to make his call on whether she'd be suitable enough to defend him, which was really all he needed. She already seemed entertaining enough as well, clear with his apparent tone of amusement at her comment.

"Moneybags? Hmph, fitting name, I suppose. I shall allow it, if only because it and you amuse me. As for my abode, it's only natural. That and this world are all mine to control as I see fit, after all," he spoke out nonchalantly, a self-assured confidence that solidified his own belief in his words. Or, it sounded that way. His deadpan face betrayed the expectation of that.

"It apears the other filth won't be arriving for some time. Typical of subpar creatures more passable as worms. I suppose I'll allow a few more questions to pass the time, if only to entertain myself. So feel free, ask away to your heart's content. I'm sure it'll be enjoyable for yourself as well given your predicament."