((Well, h kinda has to watch his tape... >>;))
Alexander let out a soft sigh as he switched his scythe to another hand, moving his dark hair out of his face, his bi-colored eyes focused on the path ahead of him that led to the oak tree. He blinked when he noticed other people there, slowing down slightly, feeling a bit...apprehensive about approaching him. Since he had brought his scythe with him, just as the tape had said to, he believed the others there may attack him, as-suming he was there to do them harm.
But still, he made his way to the oak, attempting to locate an area where he could lean against the tree, his scythe resting against him with the blade facing out. He lowered his head, his dark hair falling back into his face, his eyes closing. Mm...what a day...
((...FAIL. ;c))