"Nothing too terrible." Ai said in a thankful tone. "Our rpers are sadists, though. They like shoving us into improbable situations, or otherwise torture us." She glanced around, searching for food. didn't Nero and Claire set a load out for game night somewhere?

Oh, there. The bench behind her. She quietly excused herself to go snatch up a gracious handful of each kind of junk food up onto a paper plate.

"What about that new rp? The character swap?" Ismene asked. "That one isn't very fun."

"Oh, you mean the silly one where those two idiots try to play each other's characters? Hilarious. Glad I'm not a part of it." Laena smirked, taking a swig of her cola.

Raposa sighed deeply. "If you think your players are sadistic, you need to meet Glen Dreyfuss. He's another character of Escargot's. He lost everything he ever loved in the holocaust. For a long time, he's always considered himself as having nothing left to lose... until he met Claine's character. Now he's started to realize this, and his heart is shattering. Meanwhile, Escargot dances around to Korean Pop music." She quieted down to let the girls introduce their characters.

As for West, she smiled. Her work was done. Clan Toreador were skilled in manipulating the hearts of Kine. Even if she didn't have to, she liked to make people feel good about themselves, not to mention a bit more comfortable around her.

Meanwhile, she fiddled with her pretty pink dice.

"Claine's character?" West asked.  Other than the three of them at the table there were no other characters belonging to Claine.  Sure, there were some years ago but her list of active characters got shorter and shorter until only the three of them remained.  Occasionally another one would pop up for a short attempt at RP, but they too would never last.  If it wasn't himself, and wasn't Tsane, there was only one more possibility.  West's gaze turned to Nero.

Nero raised his hands in defence.  "It's not me."

"Of course, not," West agreed with a flat voice.  "How unlike you to do any work."  And in something to do with holocaust survivors? That was not a suitable RP for Nero.

"Actually, I've heard of a new character," Tsane said.

"Oh please, he won't last." West used 'he' with confidence.  If there was another standard among Claine's characters, that was it.  "And why haven't we met him?"

"I hear his RP is doing very well," Tsane replied.  "Why we haven't met him, I don't know."  He recalled Ai's comment.  "Maybe he's 'screwed up.'  It could be good that we haven't met him."

"Please, I don't think anything written by Claine is capable of scaring me."

"Anyway," Tsane said changing the topic.  "Your character sounds pretty good Ai.  Red hair is fine.  How about yours, Ismene?"

"I figured I would add a dash of mystery to my character." Ismene began, sliding her meticulously filled character sheet across the table for all to see.

"My character - female, obviously - doesn't have a physical description, because her face will always be obscured by a helmet."

"... even when she sleeps?" Laena raised a brow at Ismene's declaration, eyeballing the paper.

Ismene nodded, repeating "Always." darkly, as if it were some kind of foreshadowing. Ai snorted.

Even as the boys muddled over the prospect of a character they'd never met, the idea didn't particularly bother the girls, all of whom were well aware of the fact that Pan had an entire other Pansion dedicated to a group of characters whom were not associated with the universe of Tzel'kora. All the knew about it was that they were cannonically centuries old and tended to represent places.

"Oh, don't worry about it. All roleplayers have a ton of characters that don't know each other." Ai encouraged, smiling at them.