<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/2c/7f/73/2c7f730c84a586f5e87ce251f0bd3363.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong><strong>"O"</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309891.msg15048426#msg15048426)<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>Monday 17th, 999. 7pm<br/><strong> Location</strong>Atlantian Palace<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>All<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"O"</strong>looked incredibly flamboyant in his white, pink, and floral printed outfit. (https://66.media.tumblr.com/adaa6376ab26bd667ac1938b4f31cf99/tumblr_pj0jlnlXRe1sq03lro2_540.png) It was not out of the ordinary for him. Real men wore pink and flowers, in his opinion. Especially ones that never knew if he was going to wake up with a dick still in his pants or a vagina. It was always just best for him to keep nicely structured clothing that could work no matter what he woke up as. If he woke with a pair of breasts, he could have just easily popped the silky jacket open and put on a nicely fitted shirt and looked just as nice.<strong>"O"</strong>rarely wore the same thing twice. It was a great mystery to those that currently knew him how he afforded such things considering no one ever saw him lift a finger to do any sort of work.<br/><br/>Walking through the palace, he debated turning around and walking back out. It wasn't the first time<strong>"O"</strong>had been through this and he knew there was no such thing as a happy ending to it. After the last League,<strong>"O"</strong>had detached himself even more from the world. It had been painful for him. Losing Mina and Allen had been too much. The only reason he could justify to himself to do this was because he always had the option of leaving. These people thought they knew him from whatever they had managed to dig up, but they likely underestimated his ability to worm his way out of anything and everything.<br/><br/><strong>"O"</strong>didn't say anything as he entered the room. He just smiled at the white haired man and took a seat at the opposite side of the table.