[ diamond in the rough ]

He didn't like games. He found them foolish and just a waste of valuable time that could be used for productivity. He supposed that maybe it was because he had hardly had time to play games as a kid in the cruel landfill that he had grown up in. All he knew was fighting and surviving. He remembered joining in a few games in his past group, one that had once involved a spin the bottle and much to his embarrassment had kissed someone who he had fallen for. He remembered how startled and ruffled he felt at the idea (even if he had rather wanted to) and how stubborn he had been. But after everything that had happened...he could not find joy in any games anymore. So when he heard the call of Venus, he raised his half lidded magnetic gray eyes to lock towards the direction of where the Solbinder was, the book he was reading suddenly not as interesting. However the more they spoke, the more his interest faded as he realized it was game and he simply turned back to his reading as the muscular coal black male flipped the thin page to continue.

But every few seconds, his attention would flicker towards Venus and the growing group until he decided he couldn't concentrate. With a low sigh of exasperation, the dark gloomy figure rose to his standing position and the short male headed over in a slow stalk. As he grew close enough, he went into a tense sitting position with a decent distant to show he was not exactly keen on participating. [b]"I'll just watch." Leviathan stated in a monotone form as he simply remained rooted to the spot he was at so he would not be placed in whatever teams would be created.