[PARKOURING SHENANIGANS - OPEN LOG]

[novicius]

[So you may be walking around campus or just hanging out with your buddies. You may be doing homework outside or just listening to music.

Whatever the case, don't mind the figure jumping across rooftops above your head, it's no big, really. Or how he perches on ledges and windowsills like a bird and just stays there. He just likes high places. Ezio is usually just ignoring schoolwork or skipping classes, or just wanting to see the skyline from that high a viewpoint. He's a weird one.

So go on, feel free to mock him. Or join him. Or just call him a kook and throw rocks at him, idk. He's there to be talked with, go nuts.]

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[yumadbro]

[EZIO GODDAMMIT WHY DOES HE ALWAYS GET PULLED INTO THIS STUFF]

[okay fine whatever]

[There is a criminal law student with a long-suffering look in a suit not far behind on the rooftops, a small black cat contentedly perched on his shoulder.]

[novicius]

[HEY

HEY YU

HEY

HEY HEY HEY

REMEMBER HOW EZIO SAID YOU NEEDED TO PRACTICE?

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Amico, you're not going to improve with that long look on your face!

[Wait for it. Waaaaaaait for iiiiiiiit...]

[yumadbro]

[8||||]

I just can't believe you dragged me out here. I do have to study, you know.

[novicius]

You can study later! Besides, schoolwork isn't as important as free running!

[STREEEEEEETCH really. Really, Yu. He is totally serious about school. R E A L L Y.]

[yumadbro]

I can't really help but disagree with that.

[omnomsgods]

[ Hell yes parkour. Utsuho's own style on it seems to be fashioned after a bird of some sort. By the way, she signed up for the campus wide mock-assassin club, Spassins, in which one must tag an assigned target with either a spoon (or sock for long distance). Anything out in the open is free game; class rooms are the only off-limit areas.

So guess who's her target. And guess who she's try to catch up with. ]

[novicius]

[Ah, a chase, is it? Ezio loves those. And really, when you're being chased, it's not that hard to hear someone coming after you. So, he's off and running the second he notices, darting across a rooftop and away from the impending person and object headed in his direction.]

[omnomsgods]

[ She will follow right after him. As soon as she notices he has noticed she had been following him, she won't bother with being discrete in her pursuit. That makes it easier to follow him, but she knows that she's basically following a master at this. It makes this all the more challenging, and a wide grin spreads across her face as the chase continues. ] Ezio...!!

[novicius]

You're going to have to keep up for a while, Utsuho!

[It's said with a laugh, and he keeps moving, along one ledge and down to another, quick and turning his head back to look at her every so often. He knows these rooftops well, so it's going to be an interesting chase indeed.]

[omnomsgods]

[ She knows that she can't exactly keep up with his agility or nimbleness, but she does have a spoon through throw at him.

So she's throwing one. Or two. Or three. ]

[effulge]

[ He lingers on the edges, like he owns them.

And to him, he does. To him, it is no contest. To Gilgamesh, these barriers and rooftops had long been accustomed to fit him - had long been there for him to conquer or climb. To partake of, as he liked - on darker evenings like these, where the only light caught was through opened windows - he drank in the heavy stillness as though a bottle of wine against his side. Pressed against his hip, as if he had never been parted with it.

And there was no reason to.

A lesser man might have fallen or stumbled - tripped. A lesser man might have found such coordination impossible - improbable - under the haze of inebriation, but Gilgamesh does not sway nor stagger. Has never fallen from some graces, despite the risks - despite the warning ring of heavy bracelets, as he raises the bottle (again) to his lips. As he surveys what walks or crawls beneath him.

Wonders if something out there, would be worth the lift. ]

[novicius]

[Meanwhile, there is no poetry or nice words to go along with this Italian. He's drunk off of wine, teetering every so often on the ledges and tempted to sing in horrendous Italian about star crossed lovers and whatever else he remembers from home.

But seeing Gil is definitely new- or, well. Could it be considered new, when they ran across each other like this all the time and never remembered it afterwards?

Still, he sits on a ledge not far off and watches everything lazily, swaying as if he's going to fall off. But he never does.]

Allora, what are you doing up here?

[disarmingsmile]

[Shelly figured nobody would come along this high up. Not an unreasonable assumption, but he was wrong. Sigh.

As Ezio approaches, Shelly stuffs a piece of paper back in his pocket.]

[novicius]

[Oh, but he's the curious kind. Who really gives no fucks about privacy. So there he goes, getting his nose all into Shelly's business.]

What do you have there, ragazzo? [A pause as he gets closer.] A love letter, perhaps?

[disarmingsmile]

Wh-- Of course not.

[He does not seem inclined to share. Not at all.]

[everything_is_dangerous]

[Ezio acquires a tail as he passes above (or maybe just near) one of the dorms. Leila doesn't have any classes this afternoon, so when he passes by she slips out the window and follows.

She catches up a couple of buildings onward, grinning.]

You know, I really shouldn't be surprised. So what are you skipping this time?

[novicius]

[He laughs at Leila, amused, running to the next rooftop and grinning all the while.]

Does it really matter, at this point?

[seasaltzombie]

[ above his head? please, Roxas is on the rooftop already. he doesn't much go in for the parkouring though. he can be persuaded into it occasionally, but mostly he just likes sitting there contemplating life or snacking on something sweet. today, he's perched on the edge of one of the buildings, swinging his legs with no apparent fear of the drop below, and doodling in a lined notebook that may or may not be his diary.

when he hears someone coming though, he glances up, pretty sure he might already know who it is. he smiles when he sees Ezio, formerly pensive look gone. ] Hey, Ezio! I was wondering if I'd see you up here today.

[novicius]

Roxas!

[There is a grin at the other's greeting, the Italian skittering right over to where he is, before sitting down beside him with a plop. He looks over the view of campus, smiling, before turning his head back to the boy.]

And what reason are you up here today, hmm? Get in trouble with a girl again?

[He may or may not be trying to rib Roxas as a joke. Friendly/brotherly watch and all that.]

[seasaltzombie]

[ even if he knows it's a joke, he still gets flustered for a good few seconds. ] Wh-what?! No! C'mon, that was one time, and it wasn't even like that, anyway!

[grey_grief]

[Enter one (1) tiny form scrambling onto one of the lower roofs. Okay, so Haibs is still learning this but you have to practice sometime, right?

Shame she's not doing this with someone around to make sure she doesn't break her neck though. Or even told the other parkour-ers that she's practicing at all.]

[novicius]

[Well he's on his way across campus high up above when he spots a figure making its way along the tops, just like he is. He squints a little, trying to figure out who it is, and when he gets close enough-

Wait.

Wait.

Oh god it's Haibara. Haibara is up here. Thaaaaat's not good, Kamina will wring his neck if she gets hurt. So down he goes, onto another lower level near where she is, and keeping an eye on what she's doing.]

And what do you think you're doing, piccina?

[grey_grief]

[She looks up at him, totally innocent. And why wouldn't she? It's not like she's doing anything wrong after all. Just potientaly really damn stupid.

Also she's hanging from her fingertips as she does so.] Practicing. It's the only way to learn, right?

[p_a_r_a_d_o_x]

[Ey Enzio, Arthur spotted you. He's perched on the the roof, smiling.]

[novicius]

[Ezio sees Arthur too, and gives a handy wave back, making his way over.]

I had no idea so many enjoyed climbing and traveling this way.

[miraclefighter]

Mii. How do you stand out there without falling? It looks very interesting, that is so.

[novicius]

[Ah, that causes him to peer out over the top of the roof to see who's addressing him. When he spots her, all he does is grin widely.]

It is not hard, it just takes practice. So long as you are diligent and want to climb and travel up here, you can do so!

[miraclefighter]

Must have taken a lot of time, huh mister?