Arturo Castiglione
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“I'm up! Be down in a minute!”
The Italian-American called from within his room, glancing and wincing to make sure he didn't wake up his roommate before adjusting his tie and fedora. He slung his briefcase over his shoulder and was ready to head out before rethinking. “Henry! Wake up, dude! Breakfast is calling our names and it would be positively criminal not to answer.” He picked up a few pillows and lobbed them at the slumbering strongman before heading outside into the hallway.
He was greeted by giggling girls that blushed and waved with a chorus of "Good morning, Arty." stroking his ego and painting his smile as he winked and made his way towards the cafeteria with his usual swagger. On his way did a young man rush past, nursing a busted lip and seemingly broken nose along with various other bruises and bumps adorning his face. Wild guess says Kaelana did it.
Donny breezed right by him likely having gotten a rude wake up call from Kaelana as well. He shook his head and pulled out his pocket watch, checking the time. He had plenty of time for breakfast; Those who were studying to become Staff or Professors didn't really have to be in any particular class on time. They needed only to study before proving themselves worthy and knowledgeable of their desired position. He was among few who were taking an extensive amount of years to study. He shoved his pocket watch back into his pocket before pulling out his silver flask.
The doors were opened by a few girls ahead of him so he simply slid on by and surveyed the area. Kaelana was addressing a guy that he assumed was either about to get beat up or recruited. His chocolate gaze fell onto his sister as he made his way over, snatching the orange from her tray with a grin as Cheveyo and Anastacia joined then with their usual coffees. The orange was suddenly no longer in his hand and instead a tray mirroring his sister's sat before him. His sister gave a light wink to which he responded with a grin. He was among the few who knew the extent of her abilities and was often a tad envious. But he loved her nonetheless.
| Outfit |
“I'm up! Be down in a minute!”
The Italian-American called from within his room, glancing and wincing to make sure he didn't wake up his roommate before adjusting his tie and fedora. He slung his briefcase over his shoulder and was ready to head out before rethinking. “Henry! Wake up, dude! Breakfast is calling our names and it would be positively criminal not to answer.” He picked up a few pillows and lobbed them at the slumbering strongman before heading outside into the hallway.
He was greeted by giggling girls that blushed and waved with a chorus of "Good morning, Arty." stroking his ego and painting his smile as he winked and made his way towards the cafeteria with his usual swagger. On his way did a young man rush past, nursing a busted lip and seemingly broken nose along with various other bruises and bumps adorning his face. Wild guess says Kaelana did it.
Donny breezed right by him likely having gotten a rude wake up call from Kaelana as well. He shook his head and pulled out his pocket watch, checking the time. He had plenty of time for breakfast; Those who were studying to become Staff or Professors didn't really have to be in any particular class on time. They needed only to study before proving themselves worthy and knowledgeable of their desired position. He was among few who were taking an extensive amount of years to study. He shoved his pocket watch back into his pocket before pulling out his silver flask.
The doors were opened by a few girls ahead of him so he simply slid on by and surveyed the area. Kaelana was addressing a guy that he assumed was either about to get beat up or recruited. His chocolate gaze fell onto his sister as he made his way over, snatching the orange from her tray with a grin as Cheveyo and Anastacia joined then with their usual coffees. The orange was suddenly no longer in his hand and instead a tray mirroring his sister's sat before him. His sister gave a light wink to which he responded with a grin. He was among the few who knew the extent of her abilities and was often a tad envious. But he loved her nonetheless.