Startled profanity announced Kuronue's appearance in the sorting room. Twisting at the waist and peaking over his shoulder to look around rather warily, as well as curiously, he let loose another mumbled tangle of words that may or may not have made much sense to anyone who was close enough to hear. He wasn't quite sure what he'd said himself he
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Cause, you know. He can see names and lifespans or the lack therof.
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The arrival of nonhumans would almost always arouse Kusuriyuri's curiosity of the sorting room. The arrival of youkai would almost guarentee his arrival. A kitten-sized ginger Manx rode in his collar, watching the world around him, surveying his kingdom and followers, for all he looked upon were his. Kusuriyuri entered the sorting room, pausing across the room from the newcomer. "We are first met," he said softly, bowing just enough to be polite.
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"And you are?"
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He frowned. It looked like a rat. An orange rat. Hm. Now he was hungry.
He forced his eyes back to Kusuriyuri. "I am Kuronue. If that's not redundant too to say"
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"Everyone would be the most entertaining," Yukimura said from the door referring to the fourth question. "Though, why Fred? Their alphabet thing again?" he asked, moving into the room, his arms hanging easily at his sides.
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"Well yeah. I have no idea who the hell the three of them are, so I figure it's the next best thing."
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He smiled. "I have not been around so many humans in...centuries."
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