Snippet #2359562

Kay Sundermann
Imogen Dudley

Kay was instantly attracted to the surrounding noise, his grin only widening as she shouts grew louder. People were arriving, and with them, the promise of fun. He drifted beween the growing mass of people, finding his way to a blonde girl— why not introduce himself?— and nodded his head in greeting. The girl he'd first seen, Abia, was already rather halfheartedly engaged in some conversation, and he wasn't about to interrupt them; that would be rude, and rude he was not. Here, as he made his way to the front door with long strides, was a girl holding a bottle of something or other. Was that Grey Goose? He wasn't much of a fan of drinking himself, but it wasn't as though he had a problem with it. "The place is really warming up, huh?" The words slipped off his tongue as though he was born to speak them, and he had a natural ease to his demeanor.

This girl was a loud one, and she was certainly interesting, given the bottle she'd left on the table. At this point, Kay wasn't really sure whether he loved it or despised it— so, really, now was the time to decide, he supposed. Having just spent the past twelve hours as close as in the womb to his brother, Kay needed some social interaction, and he really didn't give half a damn what form it came in. Liese was about as talkative as a rock, with his eyes constantly trained on his computer half the time and shut tight for some well-deserved rest the other half.

Regardless— he extended a hand with a light smile and added, "Nice to meet you. I'm Kay Sundermann. You?"


Liese Sundermann
Erin Beckett

There was noise in Liese's ears. This noise was not pleasant. He considered, for a moment, muffling the burgeoning migraine with his hands over his ears, but Liese decided against it, knowing full well how childish it would look. Granted, all he wanted to do was curl up in a corner and go to sleep like a little child— but that wasn't an excuse for acting strangely enough to draw stares. He hadn't had to deal with so many people since high school. Admittedly, that wasn't exactly very long ago, though, so the feeling was familiar in a somewhat nauseating way.

All he really wanted to do was find his room and unwind, to sit by himself for a good hour before possibly introducing himself to the others. Unfortunately, it looked like he'd have to wait for Kay, since he was the one with the keys in his pocket. Approaching his brother would mean weeding himself into the conversation between him and the girl he'd wandered over to, and that wasn't anything he was excited about. Liese was content to lean against the wall with his hands in his pockets, waiting for it all to die down until he could take his things and leave. It was what he'd always done, and now was really no exception.

"Hello?" A voice called, loud but somehow not annoying even though it was in his ear. Liese's migraine pulsed between his ears. He could feel the hammering of the blood rushing through his temples. It was female, with a nice tone to it. He glanced over to the source, finding a face he recognized somewhat but couldn't quite place. A singer? No. Probably someone he'd seen on the Internet.

The familiarity of this face in the rush of the crowd allowed him a small burst of calm, and, though somewhat odd, for him, he replied to the girl in a voice identical to yet softer than his louder brother's, whose voice echoed through the room, "Hi there," he paused, not sure what to say, "Are... you looking for something?" He'd straightened up from his admirable slouch, appearing to at least make some effort to look vaguely respectable.