[1] Imagination doesn't cut it.

[mister_foppish]

[Well, it's been almost a month and still he hasn't found a way out of here. While the facilities never seemed to run out of the essentials this was hardly a way to live at all. Not to mention the 3-4 feet of water still on the floors below. Pegasus currently was on the roof watching the clouds travel across blue skies, looking a little miserable. He's definitely not happy about being trapped here, and less so about the current state of the building. When was this inanity going to end?

He has his slacks rolled up to the knee and his feet bare, his back against one of the air conditioner units. More than anything right now he just wanted to be back on his island enjoying the sun in the comfort of luxury. His eye closes as he envisions that, the breeze tugging his hair almost managing to make him feel like he was back home. Except...a sudden silhouette was cast over him and he peeked his eye open.]

Pardon me, but could you...not stand in front of me? You're blocking my sun.

(no subject)

[violetflames]

[He comes out of the clinic and walks down the empty hallways. He begins to wonder: Shouldn't this be more lively? After all, it's a school, right? His eye catches the lounge and the computers inside. Can he figure out the whereabouts of the school if he uses it?

... Hold on, he doesn't even know the name of the school. Shoot, there goes that idea.

So, he walks down the hallways once more, eventually landing at the cafeteria. This causes his eyebrow to quirk--it shouldn't be empty like this. He finds himself whispering:]

What happened to everyone?

[Not really wanting to know, he continues down the hallways before eventually reaching the doors to the courtyard. Pausing, he opens them and stares blankly at the sight before him. What in the world...?

His eyes gravitate towards the inviting seating and there you will find him, pondering in the shade.]