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Who: Tamaki Suoh (callmedaddio), Jack Ryan (kindly_done), Augustus Sinclair (worldentire)
Where In the mansion - from Sinclair's room to Jack's room and on to Tamaki's
When: Why not today? :D
Rating: PG? Oh, Bioshock 1 and 2 spoilers, just in case. <3
Summary: Sinclair's signed Jack up for the upcoming Host Club - so it's on to Tamaki's room to see how the King likes his new Host.
the Story: The last time Sinclair'd tried to go out of his room, he'd gotten lost for a week, and the time before that he'd turned into a Big Daddy - Omega, the form he'd been forced to take before his untimely (and excruciatingly painful) demise - so his hesitation this time around was understandable. He stared out into the hallway, lips twitching, fingers fumbling with his cigarette pack (the pack never seemed to run out of cigarettes, something he was increasingly grateful for, today especially). Teasing one out, he slipped it into his trusty holder, lit it, took a deep breath, and took a step out.
Nothing happened.
Sinclair breathed a sigh of relief and shut the door behind him, starting off towards Jack Ryan's room. His mind wandered, perusing the different outcomes the visit could yield. He didn't see how such an ... excitable boy would turn Jack down, but he knew Jack could back out at any time. He was an oddly skittish fellow, after all. Sinclair snorted to himself. Personally, he usually preferred to stay in his room and radio the people in Wonderland, but at least that was communication. Jack seemed to jitter from shadow to shadow, constantly wary of the people around him.. Then, Sinclair supposed, he was Ryan's child, and Fontaine's toy, after all. It suited him, being jumpy.
He stopped in front of the boy's door (he knew from watching the monitors, after all, that Jack was indeed "home"), tapping on it without hesitation. "It's me, Jack," he called, leaning against the wall beside the door. "Time t'go and visit that club leader. We need t'make sure we get you signed up proper, after all."
Where In the mansion - from Sinclair's room to Jack's room and on to Tamaki's
When: Why not today? :D
Rating: PG? Oh, Bioshock 1 and 2 spoilers, just in case. <3
Summary: Sinclair's signed Jack up for the upcoming Host Club - so it's on to Tamaki's room to see how the King likes his new Host.
the Story: The last time Sinclair'd tried to go out of his room, he'd gotten lost for a week, and the time before that he'd turned into a Big Daddy - Omega, the form he'd been forced to take before his untimely (and excruciatingly painful) demise - so his hesitation this time around was understandable. He stared out into the hallway, lips twitching, fingers fumbling with his cigarette pack (the pack never seemed to run out of cigarettes, something he was increasingly grateful for, today especially). Teasing one out, he slipped it into his trusty holder, lit it, took a deep breath, and took a step out.
Nothing happened.
Sinclair breathed a sigh of relief and shut the door behind him, starting off towards Jack Ryan's room. His mind wandered, perusing the different outcomes the visit could yield. He didn't see how such an ... excitable boy would turn Jack down, but he knew Jack could back out at any time. He was an oddly skittish fellow, after all. Sinclair snorted to himself. Personally, he usually preferred to stay in his room and radio the people in Wonderland, but at least that was communication. Jack seemed to jitter from shadow to shadow, constantly wary of the people around him.. Then, Sinclair supposed, he was Ryan's child, and Fontaine's toy, after all. It suited him, being jumpy.
He stopped in front of the boy's door (he knew from watching the monitors, after all, that Jack was indeed "home"), tapping on it without hesitation. "It's me, Jack," he called, leaning against the wall beside the door. "Time t'go and visit that club leader. We need t'make sure we get you signed up proper, after all."