Roleplay

Feerx was asleep in the basement, somehow blocking out the cacophony of noise that was just happening outside a moment ago and ignoring the bodies around him.

He was leaned up against the wall, his light beanie over his eyes as he softly snored, his arms crossed and his chin tucked into his chest. He appeared to be perfectly balanced.

“Oh, someone likes to insult, don’t they. Honestly, bud, I do not care what you have to say.” Cain said in a dry and nihilistic tone, a bit of surprise in his eyes as he charged but ready nevertheless. The grizzly let out a low growl, and as soon as the polar got close enough, ivory teeth, with specks of blood still staining them, shot out at the taller bear’s neck. There wasn’t...passion behind the movement. It was clinical, even, the way that he lacked any energy to his snap.

Cain was..tired. He didn’t want to fight right now. He didn’t want to fight a kid. Sure, he was a kid, but...normally he killed and attacked adults, not stupid half-baked bears. His mind darkly offered a..hypothesis, of sorts.

Was this polar looking for a fight, or death? He morbidly played with the thought, then sighed.
He supposed he would see. He just...stopped. Cain plopped his body on the ground in a tired sitting position, even though the bear very well could knock him over. His eyes pierced the polar’s with morbid curiousity. Would he ruthlessly kill him, or did he want to defeat him?

Lai was asleep too, curled up in a corner away from everybody. He was dreaming of... nothing, for once.

Nessie paced around the room, occasionally glancing back towards her fellow classmates. Several were sleeping. The basement was so... unfamiliar, with all the smells and sounds, and Nessie only wanted one thing: to get out. If only she could shape-shift whenever she wanted, without all these admins bossing her around...