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[solo_insanity]

[There is a knocking on your door. Insistent. Loud. It doesn't matter really where you live or what fake address you've given him to where you live, he'll venture the halls.

It is a nice day. Warm sunshine if one looks. Why waste it?]

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[twisting_lotus]

[A small child peers out of the room, not quite impressed with who's there.] ...What?

[solo_insanity]

[Tyki kneels down so that he is eye level with the child.] My, my, I wonder if I got the wrong place. No matter. Come, your face will freeze like that.

[twisting_lotus]

That's just what old people say to keep you from making faces. [Eying him a little. He looks like Joyd when Joyd went batshit.]

[solo_insanity]

[But wasn't he the most charming batshit person he had ever come across?]

Probably, but it does work. [He gives him a motion to come over.] My, my, you are rather skinny for a child. Does anyone feed you?

[salutmelodie]

[Allen opens his door, blinking for a moment before he recognizes this one.] Did you need something?

[solo_insanity]

I do, cheating boy. Do you have your cards with you?

[salutmelodie]

Always.

[solo_insanity]

Then come. I've found quite the buffet table or three. Surely you can't go through them all before the night is through.

[golemtheory]

*Opening the door just enough to look out.*

... You need something?

[solo_insanity]

I have your overdue mail. Do you want it now or should I just shred it?

[golemtheory]

... We get mail in here?

[solo_insanity]

Yes, but most of it is from this management person I've never heard of. I tend to toss it.

[He taps the door again with the back of his hand.] You know, this does make for awkward conversation.

[itisasillyplace]

Tyki! How wonderful to see you. [He leans a hand on the door frame, the door now standing ajar.] Welcome, welcome!

[solo_insanity]

My, my, you are a hard one to track down. Been keeping busy, have you?

[He takes off his hat and tucks it under his arm. He motions to the interior of the room.] May I?

[itisasillyplace]

[He stands aside, and waves his arm.] Oh, reasonably busy. One has to keep occupied. Do come in.

[solo_insanity]

[Tyki will toss his coat and hat on the nearest table or chair near the door. He fiddles with the edges of his gloves as he regards Cyril.]

My, then, tell me of your most recent escapades. We do need to catch up.

[tempersword]

[Opens the door.

... Moves to close it.]

[solo_insanity]

[He doesn't block the door closing. That would be poor manners, but he does sigh.]

Do they teach all you Exorcists to be so unkind to your neighbors? Or are there just not enough people living close to that dank castle so you get practice as this?

[tempersword]

I just don't want to associate with you. [Mostly by virtue of being a Noah.]

[solo_insanity]

You can pretend I am anything else. Does that make it better?