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<div align=center>And there it was. That persona. A sort of wild look came about him, masked by a calm facade of restraint. Inside he was giddier than a kid about to go against their parents. It was that dare to the idea that had drawn him to it, that sort of unknown he wasn't afraid of. Usually his friends would chicken out at the thought of such things. Yeah, they could get in trouble, but no one would know if they were real sneaky right? On any case some dumb rules wouldn't prevent Jericho from taking an idea and running with it. And hopefully Ettein wouldn't back out upon knowing the details.
"Good, good..."Jericho mumbled whilst his mind was thinking elsewhere as to remember the exact rumor he heard. "I've just heard some stuff from around the music room about a broken down movie theater from like the 30's or something... Like it's been abandoned for awhile, but nobody's touched it... And no one knows why..." His contemplative grin spread further into something more mischievous as he continued on what he knew. "It's all locked up to keep people out... But I'm sure it's more so to keep whatever is in." He had heard a variety of things contained within the destroyed auditoriums of the edifice. Weathered safes of the management filled with riches, never before seen clips of famous films from the early years of the silver screen, and of course the rumor revolving around dead bodies were all subject to question inside the ancient walls. But more than likely they were just meaningless rooms stained with graffiti. Who knew. "Sooo I was thinking of heading up there maybe like tonight or something... That's when it gets real creepy." He could go earlier, but then that factor wouldn't be present. He then folded his arms and leaned against a booth seat. He raised a brow and made a playfully mocking facial expression, light hearted but still testy to a degree. "Unless you're scared. A little naga like you may be venomous and more strong than a poor Nephilim like me, but I dunno if that's enough to scare away any ghosts that might come after us." He teased to him, faking an exaggerated sigh. </div>
"Good, good..."Jericho mumbled whilst his mind was thinking elsewhere as to remember the exact rumor he heard. "I've just heard some stuff from around the music room about a broken down movie theater from like the 30's or something... Like it's been abandoned for awhile, but nobody's touched it... And no one knows why..." His contemplative grin spread further into something more mischievous as he continued on what he knew. "It's all locked up to keep people out... But I'm sure it's more so to keep whatever is in." He had heard a variety of things contained within the destroyed auditoriums of the edifice. Weathered safes of the management filled with riches, never before seen clips of famous films from the early years of the silver screen, and of course the rumor revolving around dead bodies were all subject to question inside the ancient walls. But more than likely they were just meaningless rooms stained with graffiti. Who knew. "Sooo I was thinking of heading up there maybe like tonight or something... That's when it gets real creepy." He could go earlier, but then that factor wouldn't be present. He then folded his arms and leaned against a booth seat. He raised a brow and made a playfully mocking facial expression, light hearted but still testy to a degree. "Unless you're scared. A little naga like you may be venomous and more strong than a poor Nephilim like me, but I dunno if that's enough to scare away any ghosts that might come after us." He teased to him, faking an exaggerated sigh. </div>