Late at night, Dancy is on watch, as she'd promised Hisoka: she's not accustomed to working with anything like a team, but this makes up for the fact that her angel seems to have forsaken her in this strange place. It keeps her busy: idle hands were the devil's best tools, her grandmother always said
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He is very easily amused.
Since he's not magically gifted himself, he can't feel anything unusual, so he's completely happy and oblivious.
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"Did you hear that awful scream?" she asks.
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Once they reach the stairs, they'll find a tall twenties-ish guy in green flannel PJs, scurrying up the steps, his dark hair on end.
Seeing him, and *seeing* him, Dancy nearly lets out a gasp of shock.
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"Did you hear that scream?" he demands, sounding serious and a little bit excited.
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"Why is there an angel of death here?" Dancy mutters, and she might take a step behind Gingalain. This is so out of her depth...
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"No, but we're going to find out, in case someone is in trouble and needs our help."
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"Asleep? How could something like you be asleep?" Dancy demands.
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So why wouldn't somebody be asleep?
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"Angel of Death? I'm a lot more than that: I'm a guy that got woken up by something screaming," Tsuzuki snips, looking to Gingalain with a look of relief. At least someone gets his predicament.
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"Well, I *do*, but I can't do it here, not in this place: people don't stay dead here," Tsuzuki replies, spluttering a bit, but there's a pained look in his violet eyes.
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