11-20-2009, 06:37 PM
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Hybrid regarded the situation with bored disinterest. Anselm complained about his birthday, which was followed by a round of agreement from the quite-drunk Centurion. Hybrid tried not to snort, trying very hard to hold back his mirthful smirk. He did not know if a drunk Kaena was better or worse than a sober one, and had no intentions of pushing his luck. His last meeting with her had been awkward at best, and he had no intentions of repeating it. With that in mind, he did not want to find out if she was a clingy drunk. The thought of being touched by a female for so long was rather revolting in its own right.[/html]
Hybrid's attention snapped back into focus as Kaena spoke again, reiterating what Anselm had said. Hybrid rolled his eyes, unable to help it. Anselm was making this into a very big deal. Anselm shuffled off into the hallway and was quickly followed by the fellow in the ghost costume. Soon enough, Gabriel had followed the two of them outside, and he was left with those who had chosen to remain in the room. He noticed Halo had moved to stand next to him, trying to see out into the hallway. Hybrid glanced at the female, decked out in her silly human clothing, and sneered. He had nothing to say to her or anyone. At the last moment, he decided to go into the hallway, preferring to be where Gabriel was. He exited the room, lingering in the background behind the Aquila. Still, he had nothing to say.