villainy commenced [[1x1 w/ the-nug-king & hexspecs!]]

[grey matter]

"...I think I will? I... don't know where else I'd go." Lazarus shrugged. "Wait a- That sounds extremely unhealthy, what-"

"Lazarus. Let me deal with it... I will take what advice I see fit... and, for your sake," he grumbled, "I'm not taking this advice on not thinking of myself as a person, considering I am... and... I don't think I'll be suppressing them for too long. Speaking of that... uh, Three, are you alright?" Lucas asked.

[the-nug-king]

"Why would I not be all right? I have brochures if you want to consider living somewhere else, Lazarus. I'm going to need more than simply thinking you'll stay there by next week I'm afraid; otherwise I'm going to do something other than fixing your world as this semester's architecture project."

[grey matter]

"I can... maybe try to... fix my world..." he said. "Maybe. I want to stay there, I really do, but..." He trailed off. "But it even broke Lucas's world. And now we've got a big old problem. I'll look at the brochures and see if there are any fitting options... but maybe I can figure out if there's something I can do..."

Lucas was... internally a bit more worried about Three now. Everything was so worrying, everything was so- shush. He silenced the thoughts. There would be time for this later tonight.

[the-nug-king]

Three paused in their workout to get the brochures from their bag, handing them to Lazarus."Well, Professor Ulik and I believe your world can be made a little more stable, without fundamentally changing it. Nothing like this should happen again, in any case. Lucas, are you all right?"

[grey matter]

"I'm... alive," Lucas said.

"Ooh, stability is always nice," Lazarus said as he started looking at brochures. "...But I do enjoy some of the strange happenings. Those are occasionally fun..."

[the-nug-king]

"Well, this shouldn't stop them, just... make them less destructive. Maybe take a night to consider, and then get back to me."

[grey matter]

Lazarus nodded. "Seems like we both have nights of thinking ahead of us, huh, Lucas?"

"...Yeah. We do. Hopefully it all goes... alright."

[the-nug-king]

"Lucas? Would the truth game help?"

[grey matter]

Lucas thought for a moment before replying. "...It might help, but I feel as if this is... a personal problem... though, now I have a secondary problem involving this punk that I wouldn't mind talking about... and if I feel like it, I might ease into... the other one. So, sure. Lazarus, you can leave if you want. Three and I do have some things between us that they may not like to talk about in front of you..."

"...If you don't want me around, you could just say it flat-out."

"...nah, I like your presence, but time away from one another is good too. Besides, I'm sure you have brochures to look at."

"I do... I'll warn you guys if I start on my way back here or anything. So long." Lazarus gave the two a nod before leaving the gym.

[[if you wanna throw in Laz getting to interact with anyone else, it's fine by me!! and it sounds fun lol-]]

[the-nug-king]

"Actually, if you were planning to ask me any personal questions, would you mind if we go somewhere more secure?" Three asked. "I have a hideout below the gym that I suppose I could let you into."

*
Lazarus was in a deserted corridor when the air in front of him flickered, the corridor in front of him darkened, before a figure stepped through the shadows, becoming visible in a cloud of glitter. He struck a pose, showing off his elaborate robe, villainously-high collared, but dipping to show a lot of his chest. "Students, faculty, abject prisoners of the Grand Academy, I, Cazenar Vampyroteuthilda, have returned to- Wait," he looked around, frowning. "Where is everyone? This was supposed to be the Great Hall!"

((MY BOY IS HERE))