16-Root Cellar
Post date: Aug 24, 2011 12:56:31 PM
Maud rubbed the back of his neck. "So, how does it look when you're factored?"
"Don't rush me," Para protested. "To do that now I'd need to equate to zero and solve myself. Better to bring back the bow, since--"
She stopped and turned at the sound of the front door. A young man walked in wearing a purple polo shirt, light coloured slacks, and loafers. His hair was long and silver, falling past his shoulders, though some central strands stuck straight up into the air - or they would, but for the fact that they curved off to the side.
"Root!" Para said in delight.
The new arrival looked up from where he'd been tapping something into an electronic pad. "Hey..." His expression changed from neutral to obvious depression. "Oh man, I missed a form change, didn't I. I got distracted by this radical new website, and now I'm here late, and all this important stuff has happened without me... I suck."
He moved to the side and slumped into the nearest chair, resting his arm on a table before thunking his head down on top of it. Maud took a step towards him in concern, only to have Para raise her hand to stop him.
"Don't worry," the blonde assured. "Root's a bit bipolar, that's all... you can never be sure whether he'll show up acting positive or negative."
