Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160722105819/@comment-26571677-20170131083414

Eridius slightly jumped as the door behind him hissed open, mind still preoccupied with thoughts of his later training. He turned around slowly, eyes slowly becoming accustomed to the increase of light from the VR room. He was strangely pleased to see Van Dyke wheel herself out, face alight with an emotion he'd seen all of twice in his life, happiness. Elation. Anything other than monotony and seriousness.

"Hello, Van Dyke. I'm doing as well as can be expected after training with your mother. I've been...busy. I was supplied my array of weapons, and so far, I've gotten 5 hours of sleep over this past week."

His eyebrows raised at her offer, and though he initially refused, it was evident that she wouldn't take no for an answer. He let her tag along, if only because he needed someone to talk to.

As she spoke, Eridius couldn't help but crack a small smile, her enthusiasm and energy being thoroughly contagious. Even though he walked alongside her, he remained silent, talking not being one of his strong points, nevermind making small chat. Not only did he not want to speak, he had nothing to talk of. Up until now, the most eventful thing to happen to him was getting his weapons.

Everybody else in the facility was the same. Blank faces, calculating eyes, concentrating minds and bodies. Rarely did he have a chance to talk, or make connections. The only person who really spoke to him was his mentor, and even then, it was mostly just yelling and scathing remarks.

So he walked, silent, but listening, eating up Van Dyke's words hungrily, feeling an unfamiliar sense of excitement bubble up in him as something finally, finally exciting happened in his monotonous life. It was no surprise to himself that when he did find himself at the showers, he was met with a sense of disappointment, evident in his face as his smile drooped, and he waved sadly towards his companion, heading to the showers with a small 'Goodbye'.