<div class="floatleft">(http://i786.photobucket.com/albums/yy145/alxnjsh/bb87d94e-fad3-47fb-ab8e-90f5fc13c0e3_zpse5855d16.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><em>Bastian Grey</em><br/><strong>Alias:</strong><em>Sailor Pluto</em><br/><strong>Where:</strong><em>Campus – Library</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>April 7th, 4:00 p.m.</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>See here</em>(http://i786.photobucket.com/albums/yy145/alxnjsh/bf84d8aa-e624-445d-b78b-b4d09fca52b8_zps6d4a2bf6.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><em>Hajime Amagi</em><br/><hr/>There was something else. Bastian could feel it. Hajime’s aura was off – his energy was skewed. That being said, Bastian would not be the one to press further. If Hajime was ready to talk, he would.<br/><br/>Bastian shook his head. “no, nothing.” He looked back over his shoulder at the Reference Desk. The next student staffer was pulling out her laptop. Bastian cracked a smile. Another library shift done. He turned back to Hajime.<br/><br/>“Looks like my shift is done. Time for dinner.” Bastian nodded to Hajime and then walked over to the desk and grabbed his backpack.<br/>