So Many Kaitos

[caster1412]

*Caster's rummaging around the kitchen right now. He's changed out of his retro fantasy mage get up into regular clothes, but the blue hair/eerie purple eyes/tan skin pallet swap still makes him hard to identify.

The kitchen is a mess yet again, though he doesn't seem to have started cooking anything yet.*

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[commandmop]

[Aoko, on the other hand, has been spending her time here (which hasn't been long, admittedly) trying to find a way out (to no avail, of course).

And that is how she ended up stumbling into the kitchen. At first, she just blinks at the mess, sighs, and moves to close the door and continue her search, but something catches her attention...

Blinking, she peers back into the kitchen. That figure looks awfully familiar... and it calms her down somewhat]

... Caster?

[caster1412]

*Caster looks up from where he was looking through a cupboard and sees an Aoko, who just called him Caster and isn't wearing funny clothes*

Aoko?

*He walks over to her and as he does so he takes note of her right wrist. There's her command spell! Seeing it makes him feel relieved*

It is you! When did you get here? Are you alright?

[commandmop]

[Oh, so it is him! She feels the familiar sensation of relief washing through her, though it's quickly replaced by a severe twinge of annoyance.

Her tone is slightly snippy and annoyed]

I don't know, maybe you can answer those questions yourself.

[GLARE. Because yes, she totally blames him for this]

[caster1412]

*This gets an annoyed look in response*

Oi, what's that supposed to mean? I'm not the one who brought us here.