Who: Candy and Onyxx What: Getting him out of the house. Where: Their place in Atlantis, followed by wherever it is he ends up. When: Nowish. Warnings: Language, probably.
Onyxx had been boning up on his Hunter tactics in preparation for questing again. He’d really gotten rusty at the WoWing thing, to a point where it was almost shameful. Admittedly, he’d had other things on his mind recently that were a bit more important than a game, but still. He had his gamer pride to consider, which was why he’d spent the last few hours working at it. It was starting to come back to him, too. Good ol’ Arok the Dwarf Hunter.
He didn’t have headphones on, but he was pretty absorbed in the gaming. Had there been an explosion he’d likely have heard it, but he was oblivious to smaller commotions. Such was the way of WoW, or at least his way of WoW. Becoming absorbed in the game was just par for the course. Of course, it also meant that some things he should’ve been paying attention to, he wasn’t…