Sean, a 16 year old turqoise Inkling, had been in Mr. Hoylei's class from start to finish. But he wasn't much of presense, he made himself that way. It wasn't deliberate, but the guy didn't really talk much to anyone, much less his classmates. He focused on studying, as by focusing, he could put more of his time learning and practicing Turf Wars and Ranked. With his Noise Cancelling headphones, there were points were he was blanking out what the teacher said while he worked. Because of this, he didn't even realise he was the only left in the class, well not including the teacher Mr. Hoylei himself. When the teenager did notice however, he sighed quietly and started throwing his textbook and his other equipment in his bag.
He glanced up his teacher, remembering something about 'Squid-o-ween' being mentioned. Sean knew there was no way he would be dressing up for an event like that, but he didn't want to be pointed out as someone who didn't take part in anything. That would just bring unwanted attention to himself. So he came to a conclusion as he stood up out of his chair, tucking it in like he saw so many other students do, then walking up to Mr. Hoylei while letting his headphones sit on his shoulders. After a short pause and some thought, Sean spoke up. "Hey Sir, will you be needin' any help for this Squid-o-ween event? If its checkin' for weapons or labour work around 'Academy before the event, I do have time." His language was the same as always, he talks in a street-like fashion, just because that's what he's used to. But thanks to the fact he doesn't usually talk to people, and his voice is fairly low and quiet, Sean doesn't get called out for it much.
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He glanced up his teacher, remembering something about 'Squid-o-ween' being mentioned. Sean knew there was no way he would be dressing up for an event like that, but he didn't want to be pointed out as someone who didn't take part in anything. That would just bring unwanted attention to himself. So he came to a conclusion as he stood up out of his chair, tucking it in like he saw so many other students do, then walking up to Mr. Hoylei while letting his headphones sit on his shoulders. After a short pause and some thought, Sean spoke up. "Hey Sir, will you be needin' any help for this Squid-o-ween event? If its checkin' for weapons or labour work around 'Academy before the event, I do have time." His language was the same as always, he talks in a street-like fashion, just because that's what he's used to. But thanks to the fact he doesn't usually talk to people, and his voice is fairly low and quiet, Sean doesn't get called out for it much.
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