[Introduction] When Everything Fell Apart...

[aboveallpride]

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[x_postal_ines]

We're all in hell, and it's a permanent condition, says Ines.

She's currently smoking in the kitchen and brewing herself a cup of the strongest coffee ever brewed. Just smelling it might melt your lungs, beware.

[aboveallpride]

Yukio agrees with you, but this hell is strange. She expected to suffer more for failing and getting so many of her men killed.

When she enters in the kitchen, she doesn't cough from the smoke or shy away from the strong coffee.

It's merely mornings during council.

[x_postal_ines]

Well look at that - this one's pretty. Dark haired, and that's a shame, but pretty. Ines raises an eyebrow in greeting.

"Good morning."

[aboveallpride]

Yukio sits down at the table, eyes averted.

"Good Morning, is it alright for me to share coffee with you?"

[sweariwontdie]

Bundled up against the chill, because he wants to see the sunlight, Armand is sitting on the windowsill of the biggest window in the main room. It isn't the brightest of days, but he certainly doesn't look preoccupied. There's a forgotten book on his lap, but he's just enjoying the view. Even if that does mean he's wearing gloves and a heavy jacket indoors.

[aboveallpride]

In her near aimless wondering, Yukio spots Armand. Not as strange as the big-nosed Frenchman, but near there.

"Hello?"

[sweariwontdie]

Yes, his coat is very old-fashioned, even if it's heavy. He turns toward her and stands, with a smile on his face. "Good afternoon, mademoiselle." His "English" is good; he still has an accent though. He gives her a bow.

[aboveallpride]

She simply just stares at him.

"Good Afternoon."