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[end_of_hypnosis]

Head tilted to the side, he stared at the building with narrowed eyes, a slight, listless smirk hovering over his lips. He registered the missing glass pane on the front door and spared a brief glance at the set of buzzers labeled with apartment numbers and tenant names in faint, faded print. Gin wondered momentarily if the buttons actually worked…

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[fate_calls]

Ishida Uryuu was coming in from his morning classes, very nearly on the heels of someone carrying a single box and nothing else. He thought he'd had few possessions but this surpassed even himself. Although if he'd just gone ahead and sold some of his old textbooks, he wouldn't have had much more than this pale-haired man who was just starting up the stairs.

"Hello." He said, summoning up all the inclination toward 'friendly' that he had at his disposal. It wasn't much, considering he'd withdrawn from those around him, not that he had any time to socialize between two jobs and a full course load. "Need some help?" He asked, just to be polite, although he didn't really anticipate a positive response.

In the meantime, he checked the mailbox for Apartment 1 -- may as well make himself useful. Nothing but junk mail, addressed to 'Resident'. That was the usual case, unfortunately. No one wrote letters anymore.

[end_of_hypnosis]

There was a creaking of rusty metal grinding together - the hinges of the door - and the volume of outside noise rose in a crescendo and fell again. Gin looked over his shoulder, regarding a young man in his early twenties, maybe. He examined him, taking note of the text books, and the dark circles under his eyes. A college student

[hentaigasuki]

"Just down the street," Risa mumbled as she crept through the front door, face in a book and not caring if she was butting into someone else's conversation. Yadomaru Risa was never one to observe meaningless social rules. "But who's asking?" she added, finally looking up at the pair.

Regarding the white-haired man with suspicious eyes, she spotted the box in his arms. Was this to be her new roommate? The smile on his face was anything but warm and reminded her of the creeps who went into her shop looking for kiddie porn. What had she gotten herself into, agreeing to live with a strange older man she knew absolutely nothing about? Risa looked over her glasses at him and raised an eyebrow in order to prod some kind of response.

[fate_calls]

"All right. Good luck moving in."

His offer of help refused, he adjusted the bag hanging sideways across his body, then nodding to the others, Uryuu started to make his way toward his apartment. He really didn't have much to offer in the way of meaningless, idle chatter or introductions -- he didn't know either of them and they didn't know him.

And maybe, that's just how he liked it.