03-08-2014, 10:18 PM
Rua blinked as the others rushed out of the room. He didn't follow them, he wasn't in the mood to play 'follow the leader'. Besides, he didn't want to provoke the armed guards into shooting him, Rua was rather content to just sit there, pondering that the others hadn't been shot or brought back in yet. Somehow he doubted they had escaped, it would have been far to easy. He glanced to one of the seats next to him and nodded slightly, whispering something to himself and nodding again with a slight smirk. There really wasn't a ghost there, it was really all in Rua's head but that didn't matter. There were footsteps and Rua looked up at the doorway.
Another victim it would seem. Rua ran a hand through his hair. "The food's not too bad, but it's probably laced with something. Might be best not to eat to much of it until we're sure it's really safe." He poked at his own, slightly pushed away plate when he spoke those words, he had eaten very little of it. Then Rua shrugged, glancing at that empty chair again and shaking his head slightly. "Shut up, Noa." The words were said quietly but a bit firmly. Those eyes rolled slightly and he glanced up at the male that had just entered. "My dead brother thinks you're cute." Rua almost sounded jealous when he spoke those words. He did look mildly annoyed. How dare Noa think such a thing about another person! Those arms crossed across his chest and he pouted slightly.
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