<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/thbfMv8.png)</div>Name: Archer Reid (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13299460#msg13299460)<br/>Time: Day 1 Morning<br/>Location: Docks -> Reception Center<br/>Tagging: Vallan<br/>Notes/Warning: "Still can't tell if I should be worried or not."<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Color is SteelBlue<br/><hr/><br/>Then she explained it: She<em>was</em>dead... At least in the medical sense as she explained it... Then it dawned on him: There was a name for the walking dead: Zombies. So... He actually had a zombie in his lap, let her dry her hair, and even held a conversation with her that didn't involve brains. Many things about her made sense, from her being able to fix a damaged part of herself so easily, to the glossy, dead eyes, to the color of her skin... Maybe games had spoiled him, as they showed him that zombies often times looked rather horrifying, disfigured, heavily rotted skin... But somehow this one looked<em>gorgeous</em>! She finally stood up a moment later but he was still sitting down on the sand as if trying to process the thoughts in his mind. At least one came to mind:<br/><br/><em>'I have the weirdest boner right now.'</em><br/><br/>Of course he couldn't quite say that, not after as friendly and talkative as the woman had been. Watching as she extended a hand toward him to help him up, he stood it and stood upright, stretching out a bit. "Vallan, huh? URom Transylvania... Well an academy name like that definitely makes sense now. You wouldn't be the weirdest person i've seen today, I ran into some sort-of goo girl before... And I think a ghost, unless I was seeing things. Not sure what school either of them were from though." He remarked, preferring to leave out what happened<em>before</em>he'd gotten back to see said goo girl. "You're a musician though? I bet you knock 'em<em>dead</em>at your plays." He snerked just a bit, before coughing. "Ah-ha, sorry, bad joke..." He added a moment later, realizing it might have been tasteless to say. Collecting his bag on the way back to the Reception Center, he'd missed the fact others were looking at them, a pair of tall people with vastly different lifestyles. But it was true, given how many different universes were present here, mingling was bound to happen... Though they still seemed a bit put off at seeing a living being walk with an undead one.<br/><br/>"Haha, yeah, we both got airborne views of the island, didn't we? It's a helluvalot larger on-foot." he remarked, looking around their immediate area. The rest of the island was beyond just this modestly sizable location... Like all of this was just one big waiting area, from the sands of the beach to the well-stocked Reception area. All around all walks of life were seen, adding some new breaths of life to their normal lifestyles. "Me? I'm from Danno-Ura Military Academy, rank Second Lieutenant. Trained in several styles of combat, though most proficient in mobile weapon battle. I actually pilot..." He started to speak, looking away from her to see if he could find it, but they had apparently moved it already. "Ah, damn, they moved my ride... But uh, I didn't<em>quite</em>take a portal here. I woke up late from a hangover after losing a drinking contest last night with one of my coworkers. She dared me to drink til her clothes fell off... Didn't exactly work out the way I planned." He hung his head, before shaking it.<br/><br/>"I missed the initial rush through the gate, so I had my machine equipped to brute force a parallel path to Ecchi Island by analyzing the gate technology and algorithms we recieved working in tandem with others... Though the technology's experimental so I could have just as easily been lost to wherever point in time I got spat out at, or pasted all across the pathway and never seen again... But you know how the saying goes, big risks..." He started, looking at the reception area as everyone waited to see where they would be going, before he grinned. "... Big rewards."<br/><br/>"But enough about me, Vallan, you'll have plenty of time to get to know me later, I bet." He started, brushing his chin lightly. Flirting with the undead... Had he reached new lows? Did it count as necr- No, no way. She was still walking, talking, and<em>thinking</em>especially. "What's URom Transylvania like? How does it feel to... You know, be undead? Like, can you feel if I touch you?" He asked, referring to when he'd held her earlier while they were swimming back. "Probably a more rude question, but does your bite really turn others into zombies? ... A slightly less rude but probably personal question all the same, how do you still look so good?" He asked, his eyes looking her up and down.