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[moonlit_mirage]

Characters: Crow/Itachi

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[iniquiticity]

At the note in his journal, Reverie headed over to the elevator. He was wearing his new longcoat, one that he had grown almost instantly fond of. He imagined at one point it had been white, with the black lining, but god-know-how-long in the junkyard had reduced it to a sullied brown, with the occasional clean spot. Once it might have sleeves, but the torn seams had left Reverie wondering where those sleeves were now. There was also a curious variety of holes, both large and small. All in all, it was most certainly a jacket one acquired from a scrapyard

[child_proteus]

At the sound of the elevator doors opening, Throne turned on his heel to see who it was, and what he was met with was a rather tall man, bespeckled, wearing what might have once been a rather dapper looking coat. Squinting at him rather cautiously for a moment, Throne looked him up and down before smiling. Looked harmless enough, he reasoned. Like the kind of person you'd want teaching your kid basic geometry.

"Hey," Throne said, giving small wave to the man as he approached. He offered his hand once he was close enough to greet. "Reverie, nice to finally meet you, man. I'm Throne. Mr. Up-and-Coming Art Scene, only not." He gave a small laugh and then motioned to the others.

[1artificialgirl]

Vanilla nodded even though she knew he was lieing, his words
were to stressed after all. When a man in a longcoat entered she gazed at him blankly. She had been void of emotion for the conversation and planned to keep it that way. "Hello Reverie, I'm Vanilla. It's a pleasure to meet you." Her voice was leveled as she analyzed the three before her. They looked quite harmless.

Posting order is non-static <3

[moonlit_mirage]

Itachi bowed slightly to Reverie, the same greeting he'd given Throne and Vanilla.

"Reverie-san, it is a pleasure to meet you." He said pleasantly, looking the man over as best he could. Odd fashion sense, but the man's expression and demeanor seemed rather pleasant and welcoming. "You are the one with the elegant writing. I remember." He smiled carefully, and stepped into the elevator, waiting for the others.

He was slightly bemused by his situation. He was wandering to a strange junk heap with three strangers in search of furniture for a book shop he was going to be the assistant in... And to top that off, of the three he was with, the one who was going to be his boss was a little girl.

Well, life had been strange since the moment he woke up from his dream. This situation wasn't as outlandish as it could have been.

[iniquiticity]

Reverie gave Throne a good, strong handshake that spoke of confidence and security despite amnesia, and nodded. "I'm in the presence of a celebrity? My, I better be on my best behavior." Laughing a little, he nodded to Vanilla and bowed back at Itachi. Now this was a strange one, if he had the same old customs. "That's me, indeed. And the pleasure is all mine. The scrapyard's a wonderful place - I got my jacket there."

[child_proteus]

Throne laughed, pleased with both what Reverie had to say as well as the surprising firmness of his handshake. Refreshing. "Funny, most of the time I have the opposite effect on people," he turned to the group at large, gesturing for them to enter the elevator, "So. I apologize in advance." He leaned, grinning at each of them against the frame of the door, before striding in himself, pushing at the appropriate button. Looking at the lot of them, he felt somewhat responsible for the group. He was, after all, an Adventurer by profession, and he tried to imagine what Sight would say in a moment like this

[1artificialgirl]

Vanilla stayed relativly silent as the three spoke. Once in the elevator she nodded her thanks to Throne. They all seemed friendly and nice. It was comforting to be around people that were kind. "I can cut things in half." She gazed at Throne thoughtfully. "You can leave that swort of thing to me." A small smile brightened her features.

[moonlit_mirage]

Crow smiled slightly as everyone offered their opinions or abilities for consideration. The elevator ride did not sit any better with him the third time, but he toughed out the strangeness.

"If we split up then it would be best for one of you two to accompany Vanilla-san." He said mildly. If there were danger, which he wouldn't discount this time, he'd prefer the little girl to be accompanied by someone who at least wasn't blind. And they both seemed nice enough. "We will likely find it easier to divide out and search in separate groups."

[iniquiticity]

Reverie honestly would have preferred to go with Throne - there was something about his cheerful youthfulness, his dry humor, that he decided he was fond of. But it seemed like that would be the case, here, and so he would have to deal. It wasn't a problem, really, only a minor inconvenience that didn't matter. "Well, I suppose if Throne's the strongest one, should he go with Vanilla? I imagine you and I could handle anything together."

He shrugged a little. "What do you think, Vanilla? Throne?"

[child_proteus]

Throne looked down at the young girl, the ominousness of what she had said still lingering fresh in his mind. "Well, it seems like you can handle yourself," he said, tilting his head slightly to look at her. He turned then to his other companions, in particular towards Crow. To be honest, the both he and Reverie didn't seem particularly well-versed in combat, and if trouble was going to hit, having them together may have proved to be to neither of their advantage. "Can either of you actually fight?" he asked, trying hard not to sound too offensive. "Cause if not, maybe we should split up, me and Vanilla, I mean." He nodded towards her. "Something tells me she's not the type to need rescuing."

[moonlit_mirage]

Crow shrugged a bit uncomfortably. He was aware from his earlier encounter with the possessed stuffed animals that he could probably defend himself more than adequately, but that didn't mean he had to like that fact.

"I will be all right whatever the circumstances." He said with a small, careful smile. "Please do not worry about who comes with me. If splitting up is inconvenient, we can simply stay together. Safety is a higher priority than efficiency." He meant that whole-heartedly. It would be pointless for anyone to get hurt on this expedition. Even if he'd been the one to point out the greater efficiency, he still considered it a secondary concern.

The elevator gave a cheerful little ding as they reached the fifth floor.