Talents discussion

((Alright, so I decide that it'll be much better if we can have a topic like this~))

((-_- Cade posted in neighborhood. Should I copy paste the comment here, or do you want them to be in neighborhood while they walk and then switch over here when they get there?))

((We can walk over and then come post here~))

((Alright. I posted on Neighborhood.))

"Good morning, miss." A porter in red uniform bow to Diana.

"Good morning, Evan!" Diana waved and the young porter blushed.

Diana begins to walk towards the revolving door.

Carter trailed behind her, nodding curtly to the porter. She wasn't much for places like these, but it was certainly better than her own place.

Cade follows Diana, carefully observing the dude in red and other things about the building; where the cameras were located, exits and possible improvised exits.

((Fen's online, I think.))

Carter jammed her hands in her pockets, shifting nervously, eyes darting around the building.

((She's commenting on Pirates.))

((And HP.))

((So she's definitely on. I'll tell her to comment over here.))

Sherlock waved at 'Evan' too, not wanting to be rude. Her lips curved into a pleasant smile as she moved closer to Diana.

((Yep! Diana's rich enuff!))

Diana was totally oblivious to her new friends discomfort. They stepped into the grand lobby and another porter bow to them while he call the elevator for them. The elevator arrived and she stepped in. It is made out purely out of glass.

((Hahahah, nothing like Brian Holden's voice on a Friday night...))

Carter crossed her arms over her chest tightly, struggling to hide her fidgeting.

Cade gets into the elevator and huddles in next to the girls. "I hate closed fucking spaces," he snarls. Even this one, made of glass, he didn't like.

"You have cluster phobia?" Diana asked, mentally filing that away. She press the very first button, the 16th floor and the door closed with a merry ding. They ascend.

Sherlock laughed at him.

"I just don't like small spaces. They always remind me of cages." The elevator lurches slightly as it begins its ascent to the 16th floor.

Carter flinched slightly as they started going up. "I'm not much for closed spaces either," she muttered.

"it's ok! Sherlock'll comfort you, Carter!" Diana said, while she step a little to Cade. "Or you can comfort each other." She shrugged as they arrived and the door opened. Thick white carpet greeted them as Diana stepped into the living room. "There is no door, since this entire floor is mine. They scanned my finger print when I pressed that button..." she said as way to explain. And then she smiled. "Make yourself at home! Tea, anyone?"

Cade shoves his way out of the tiny elevator car, glaring at the thing. Stupid fucking cage. "Tea? No, I'm good. Just lead the way to somewhere to crash."

Carter pushed past Cade, nearly tripping over herself in her eagerness to leave the elevator. "Nah," she mumbled.

Diana rolled her eyes at Cade. "I have three more bedrooms down that hallway, whatever you do, don't go into the room at the end, if you dare go into my bedroom, then..." she cocked her head, as if thinking of a way to slowly end his life. "I'll just freeze you and throw you out the window, I think."

"Oh, but Diana, now you've just pointed out which room is yours," he smirks at her.

"I still won't try it, Cade... Do you know what'll happen with one wrong move?" She challenged him.

((Are S and F off?))

((Nope, just got nothing to post.))

He yawns and stretches, his shirt riding up a little with the movement to reveal a strip of his flat, tan midriff. "I'll attempt to keep that in mind. Bed, please."

((Are you not curious about your living quarter?))

((Is Cade not curious, or are you talking to S? Cause Cade doesn't really give a damn at this point, he just wants to pass out somewhere.))

((Carter doesn't either, as long as there aren't any scientists.))

((And small spaces. It would be nice if there were none of those. You guys got what I was alluding to there, didn't cha?))

((Yep! Don't worry, the b-rooms are all grand and with their own separate bathroom... Like I said, time-freezer = rich.))

((Cade will observe when he wakes up. He didn't get any sleep the previous night, so he's ready to crash.))

((Can't post back! g2g to training!))

Dani wrote: "He yawns and stretches, his shirt riding up a little with the movement to reveal a strip of his flat, tan midriff. "I'll attempt to keep that in mind. Bed, please.""

"Alright, considering you actually said 'please'." Diana said and lead them to the bedrooms.

Cade follows, wanting nothing more than to collapse somewhere.

Diana led Cade down the hallway, walking between paintings that lined the wall. "Here, I think you'd like this one the best..." She said, suddenly unsure of what she's doing, bringing them home. She opened the door hesitantly. In the room, there is the walking-in closet stretching to the side, and the bathroom, which consist of both shower and a large bathtub and other essentials. They did a small turn to the right and there is a twin bed in the center of the room, made and has a leafy green mattresses with matching pillows. Beside the bed is a little desk beside the bed. And in front of the bed is a small flatscreen tv. "Um... well, the bathroom floor has those funky floor-warming tech so if you press the yellow button, the floor will be warm and you won't get cold feet..." She trailed off, fidgeting a bit.

"Right," he nods and promptly falls face first onto the green bed. "Comfy," he mumbles into the pillows.

Carter remained in the entry way, eyes wide.

Diana rolled her eyes. "Seriously, Cade. Aren't you going to take a shower? Or at least take off your shoes and clothes?" She asked, then blushed at what she had said.

"You can do the removing of clothes part," he offers. "Or help me with the shower. I think I'm too tired to do either."

((10 minutes, then I'll be on my phone.))

((Okay!))
((Hi, Carter~))

"Never mind, Cade!" She glared at him, and began to stalked out of his room, but turned back. "Take off your shoes at least." She said, towering over him, hands on her hips.

((*snort* He's such a perv.
Sorry that post sucked, thought I was 'bout to get caught.))

Carter blinked, unable to help but hear the conversatoin. Perv.

"You want them off, you take them off." He pulls a pillow over his head.

"I will not, you scum! Do it yourself or I'll kick you out!" She said, making faces at his dirty shoes touching her clean bed. "Why didn't you took it off at the entrance?"

He rolls onto his back and glares at her. "Fine," he spits and pulls his leg up and begins unlacing a shoe and uses the heel to kick it off. He starts on the next shoe.

She grabbed his shoulder. "Nobody. Spits. In. My. Place." She glared back at him.

((g2g!))

((Post on my phone in a sec!))

((Okay!))

He smiles mockingly at her. "Of course milday. How ever could I be so rude. Would you prefer it if I was a good guest and showed you to your room?"