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Chapitre Cinq: Une Tournure des Evenements
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He laid down on his bed and closed his eyes. A.A. didn't notice the bandanna had fallen out of his pocket. But, he was ready for the next test. If anything, he was more than ready. His Manbarondenna rested against the wall next to his bed. This time, he chose to dress more casually than his normal semi-formal attires. He pretended to be asleep when the door slid open.
It was rather unhealthy of him. A.A. didn't find much need for sleep. He functioned perfectly well without too many hours- around five was good for his day. So when the lights turned off, his eyes opened. He trusted that Androssi and Anak were having much fun on the higher floors- probably stealing all the attention. He knew that it was fine with Hatsu- the swordsman always dealt with Koon after all.
He let out a quiet sigh. He knew it wasn't good for him to stay up late and neglect his rest, but his thoughts blocked him from sleeping. The man had a very active brain- but one-minded. Every answer had to have a logical explanation. It was just how his thought process worked.
He was interrupted from his thoughts as the remote on the nightstand rang. ... What the- Okay, sure. Whatever. Glancing at Viole, he picked it up and confirmed the call once Viole had sat up.
"And starting now- the test will begin," the voice of Love spoke.
A.A. blinked before raising an eyebrow. Now he was just curious as to what kind of test it was. And he was also curious as to how the remote worked. Maybe he could copy it with his case and... probably not. He didn't have time to mess around like that, honestly.
"You must always have at least one teammate in a room..." Love announced.
The man clicked his tongue in annoyance. Great. He was stuck here whilst Viole got to fight with the ranker. Oh, what a miserable end. His pride was further wounded when...
"... And the last of the six rooms you gather must be Mr. A.A's room, on the top floor."
Dammit. So he actually couldn't leave this room. Well that made this entire thing far more complicated. Looks like no one's coming in his room unless they want a fight. After all, if that snooty Prince guy even tried to step foot in this room, he'd thrash the guy. He'd like to keep this room pristine and without any of that prideful brat's pride... or blood.
His ears perked up, "takes this connector away from me and steals Mr. A.A's room, then the test will end in Mr. Viole's victory."
Oh. Well that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. His mind began racing on how he was going to handle this test. Well, Viole... might be able to handle a ranker. As much as he doubted it, it might still be a possibility. The safest place would be... inside his lights. Well, he'd let Viole go out free. After all, the others would probably try to rush to get allies and rooms.
"Alright 'Mr. Viole'. I'm flat out saying that the outcome of this test does not matter to me. You can do whatever you want, but if you come back here with a connector in hand, I'm not going down without a fight," A.A. warned before opening the door and seemed to carelessly toss the remote towards the door.
What a strange man he was. But as soon as Viole was about to leav- oh great. This moron again. Maybe he shouldn't have left the remote there, because now he was locked in a room with Viole and this idiot. And he actually thinks he could take on Viole. What a wonderful test this has been so far.-
A.A. actually blinked. In a flash of light and shinsoo, Viole had disappeared. ... Which meant that he was stuck in a room with that... pretentious douchebag. Great.
Well. Until he ran off looking for Viole. And A.A. was all alone yet again. Getting up from the bed, he leaned down to pick up the remote before calling his lights to appear. He hid the remote and then hid the lights themselves. The man laid back down on the bed with a sigh. Well, can't wait for this test to be over.
It seemed as if hours went by. Of course, that was a statement with A.A's patience- which was quite a multitude. After all, he had to deal with the Koon family and then later, with Rak. If anything, his patience had grown in five years. However, he was knocked out of his bored state when someone knocked on his door.
"... What," the man deadpanned at a suspicious Prince. Now this is extremely odd. The grin on his face was definitely not wanted. He was plotting something, and A.A wasn't about to get dragged in.
"I thought you'd be thirsty," Prince smiled, "So I brought you a drink."
If the kid thought he was going to fall for that trick, he had another thing coming. The drink looked suspicious and so did he. There was no way he'd actually drink that.
"You did something to it. That smile is definitely suspicious, plus, I don't like you," the silver haired man replied bluntly, "but I'll humor you." And then he took a sip- to which he recoiled in his mind. What the hell was that...? Dear god.
And then those two strange guys walked in. There was some conversation he couldn't comprehend in his state. Dammit Koon. Stop trusting people. This is another example of why you shouldn't. And he was consumed by green smoke and his mind went blank.
It was rather unhealthy of him. A.A. didn't find much need for sleep. He functioned perfectly well without too many hours- around five was good for his day. So when the lights turned off, his eyes opened. He trusted that Androssi and Anak were having much fun on the higher floors- probably stealing all the attention. He knew that it was fine with Hatsu- the swordsman always dealt with Koon after all.
He let out a quiet sigh. He knew it wasn't good for him to stay up late and neglect his rest, but his thoughts blocked him from sleeping. The man had a very active brain- but one-minded. Every answer had to have a logical explanation. It was just how his thought process worked.
He was interrupted from his thoughts as the remote on the nightstand rang. ... What the- Okay, sure. Whatever. Glancing at Viole, he picked it up and confirmed the call once Viole had sat up.
"And starting now- the test will begin," the voice of Love spoke.
A.A. blinked before raising an eyebrow. Now he was just curious as to what kind of test it was. And he was also curious as to how the remote worked. Maybe he could copy it with his case and... probably not. He didn't have time to mess around like that, honestly.
"You must always have at least one teammate in a room..." Love announced.
The man clicked his tongue in annoyance. Great. He was stuck here whilst Viole got to fight with the ranker. Oh, what a miserable end. His pride was further wounded when...
"... And the last of the six rooms you gather must be Mr. A.A's room, on the top floor."
Dammit. So he actually couldn't leave this room. Well that made this entire thing far more complicated. Looks like no one's coming in his room unless they want a fight. After all, if that snooty Prince guy even tried to step foot in this room, he'd thrash the guy. He'd like to keep this room pristine and without any of that prideful brat's pride... or blood.
His ears perked up, "takes this connector away from me and steals Mr. A.A's room, then the test will end in Mr. Viole's victory."
Oh. Well that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. His mind began racing on how he was going to handle this test. Well, Viole... might be able to handle a ranker. As much as he doubted it, it might still be a possibility. The safest place would be... inside his lights. Well, he'd let Viole go out free. After all, the others would probably try to rush to get allies and rooms.
"Alright 'Mr. Viole'. I'm flat out saying that the outcome of this test does not matter to me. You can do whatever you want, but if you come back here with a connector in hand, I'm not going down without a fight," A.A. warned before opening the door and seemed to carelessly toss the remote towards the door.
What a strange man he was. But as soon as Viole was about to leav- oh great. This moron again. Maybe he shouldn't have left the remote there, because now he was locked in a room with Viole and this idiot. And he actually thinks he could take on Viole. What a wonderful test this has been so far.-
A.A. actually blinked. In a flash of light and shinsoo, Viole had disappeared. ... Which meant that he was stuck in a room with that... pretentious douchebag. Great.
Well. Until he ran off looking for Viole. And A.A. was all alone yet again. Getting up from the bed, he leaned down to pick up the remote before calling his lights to appear. He hid the remote and then hid the lights themselves. The man laid back down on the bed with a sigh. Well, can't wait for this test to be over.
It seemed as if hours went by. Of course, that was a statement with A.A's patience- which was quite a multitude. After all, he had to deal with the Koon family and then later, with Rak. If anything, his patience had grown in five years. However, he was knocked out of his bored state when someone knocked on his door.
"... What," the man deadpanned at a suspicious Prince. Now this is extremely odd. The grin on his face was definitely not wanted. He was plotting something, and A.A wasn't about to get dragged in.
"I thought you'd be thirsty," Prince smiled, "So I brought you a drink."
If the kid thought he was going to fall for that trick, he had another thing coming. The drink looked suspicious and so did he. There was no way he'd actually drink that.
"You did something to it. That smile is definitely suspicious, plus, I don't like you," the silver haired man replied bluntly, "but I'll humor you." And then he took a sip- to which he recoiled in his mind. What the hell was that...? Dear god.
And then those two strange guys walked in. There was some conversation he couldn't comprehend in his state. Dammit Koon. Stop trusting people. This is another example of why you shouldn't. And he was consumed by green smoke and his mind went blank.
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