Who: Atoli, Akihiko.
Where: First floor of Rivera Apt. then to the courthouse.
Style: Er, doesn't matter with me. /o/
Status: Openish.
[Take place after
this text convo :D]Atoli without her usual puffy, white hat paced back and forth in the secluded lobby of the apartment, looking out to the raging storm outside in every few steps. Thankfully,
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...Right?
In the times he had explored the city, he never remembered this district being so far. Perhaps it was the wind pushing against him, or the sand kicking up into his eyes but something was making this task seem far more daunting than he'd anticipated. Was he starting to regret it? Not in the least. Atoli needed his help. He would not let her down.
Throwing himself against the door of the building, he pushes the door open and moves inside to escape the elements.
"Atoli? A--" he pauses, wiping the sand out of his face. "Atoli, I'm here."
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Despite the evenly spread sand on him, he didn't looked to be hurt anywhere Good. That was definitely good. Exhaling deeply, she beamed.
"I'm so glade to see you're okay, Akihiko-san!"
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After momentarily busying himself with brushing the sand off his shoulders and vest, he turns his attention towards her again.
"Where's your friend? The winds are getting pretty fierce out there... I doubt we don't have much time."
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Atoli gestured him to follow her before turning around to the corner. Stepping around the pile of sad gathered in the hallway, she entered the empty windowless room - a storage room perhaps - heaped with furniture no one used. And on a makeshift bed made of multiple blanket, Haseo slept silently away. She frowned a little, his condition hadn't changed and no sign of waking up. What a bad timing, Haseo-san ...
Walking to where her leader slept away, the Harvest Cleric looked over to Akihiko in the doorway. "Well, he's the friend I was talking about. As you can see, he's snoozing away ... Ha ha ..."
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