[Kravitz is typically very, very good at following rules- he's built a life out of it, upholding a strict set of laws despite circumstance or probable cause. In fact, he's usually a massive proponent of doing so. However, he's also a strong believer in rules being there for the right reasons- and today, he can't for the life of him figure out what he's done wrong. He took immediate notice that there were people looking at him upon entry, and it didn't take long for everything to go rightfully tits up before he's got at least three guards on his tail. He doesn't know this layout- and it's bothering him that he had no chance to survey it- but finally he believes he's lost them, tucked around a corner and instinctively breathing a little heavily from the chase.
He turns his head to whoever's close, and inquiries in a hushed whisper.]
Do you have any idea what they're going on about? I can assure you, I haven't done anything to constitute such treatment.
[It's the pockets, Kravitz. Your fancy, dumb three piece suit has pockets. You're doomed. Real good you haven't come out with that scythe yet.]
iii. party party party
[Now this... this is where he simply has no idea what to do with himself.
Kravitz is not one someone would consider a 'party guy'. He's a very focused man, usually with a mission and a purpose to get in, get out, and then go back to his office. Not being bound to mortal time for so long has left him without needing to set up a recurring schedule, or well, really take a break approximately ever. So when the situation calls for small talk and excitement, he's out of his depth. Mostly, he can be found loitering around the food, picking at the drinks like an oddly sullen vulture lost off in his thoughts. Out of everyone, he probably looks the most uncomfortable to even be here, still standing around in a full suit- though he's thankfully taken off the jacket and rolled up the sleeves to the elbow due to the heat.
If he finds someone staring at him (or was accidentally staring into the distance off at you), he'll blink a few times and clear his throat before looking a bit away.]
kravitz | the adventure zone: balance
[Kravitz is typically very, very good at following rules- he's built a life out of it, upholding a strict set of laws despite circumstance or probable cause. In fact, he's usually a massive proponent of doing so. However, he's also a strong believer in rules being there for the right reasons- and today, he can't for the life of him figure out what he's done wrong. He took immediate notice that there were people looking at him upon entry, and it didn't take long for everything to go rightfully tits up before he's got at least three guards on his tail. He doesn't know this layout- and it's bothering him that he had no chance to survey it- but finally he believes he's lost them, tucked around a corner and instinctively breathing a little heavily from the chase.
He turns his head to whoever's close, and inquiries in a hushed whisper.]
Do you have any idea what they're going on about? I can assure you, I haven't done anything to constitute such treatment.
[It's the pockets, Kravitz. Your fancy, dumb three piece suit has pockets. You're doomed. Real good you haven't come out with that scythe yet.]
iii. party party party
[Now this... this is where he simply has no idea what to do with himself.
Kravitz is not one someone would consider a 'party guy'. He's a very focused man, usually with a mission and a purpose to get in, get out, and then go back to his office. Not being bound to mortal time for so long has left him without needing to set up a recurring schedule, or well, really take a break approximately ever. So when the situation calls for small talk and excitement, he's out of his depth. Mostly, he can be found loitering around the food, picking at the drinks like an oddly sullen vulture lost off in his thoughts. Out of everyone, he probably looks the most uncomfortable to even be here, still standing around in a full suit- though he's thankfully taken off the jacket and rolled up the sleeves to the elbow due to the heat.
If he finds someone staring at him (or was accidentally staring into the distance off at you), he'll blink a few times and clear his throat before looking a bit away.]
Well, uhm. Lovely event, isn't it?