[ Closed / Reborn's Mansion / Those Who Live There ]

[vedacontabile]

WHO: Reborn (arcabalenoborn), Roxas (dimentichisi), Syaoran (raitei_wolf), Suzaku (kerokeroknight), Bianchi (bella_scorpione), and Tieria (vedacontabile)
WHAT: Now that they all live together.
WHERE: Reborn's Mansion
WHEN: Day 22, after this.

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[arcabalenoborn]

Reborn sat in the study as he shut his laptop up and set it beside him on the small inn table. He had a fire going and there were books galore lining the walls. Reborn loved to sit there and just relax by himself. Things have gotten quite interesting. There is no doubt about that. I wonder how long before circumstances bring things to light.Holding onto a pen and paper he let the end tap on the paper as he sighed. Roxas was upstairs resting at the moment and the others were meeting him down there. Although this was kidnapping, it was better if the one being kidnapped felt as if they had a choice. Making things pleasant were going to go in his favour in the long run. Syaoran and Suzaku were more than capeable

[raitei_wolf]

"Sensei." Syaoran used that single word to announce himself as he entered the study. If Reborn were to look closely, he'd see signs of a great deal of stress taking their toll on Syaoran's body. He seemed very tense.

His movements were stiff as he went to sit down.

[vedacontabile]

Tieria walked into the room, leafing through a small notepad, making little marks as he went. As he came center to the room and stood before his normal chair, he looked up and said, "You asked for me?" His raised eyebrow was, perhaps, not friendly, and his tone certainly implied, And you drug me away from my work for . . . ?

[arcabalenoborn]

Reborn watched as Syaoran came in...He frowned and sighed as he murmered, "It's good to see you Syaoran. Hopefully you can rest a little easier now that you're here for a little while. Don't worry about things too much...Regain your strength

[raitei_wolf]

Syaoran nodded to Reborn, but kept himself quiet. He needed to keep his emotions in check while everyone was here, and letting himself speak would make the effort go to waste.

He sat, bolt upright, arms and legs perfectly parallel. It wasn't that Reborn had taught him to sit that way all the time, but that his muscles were so taught that sitting any other way caused some discomfort.

He wasn't afraid to let himself look surprised when Reborn spoke about Roxas. It wasn't that much, either. He simply hadn't been around in such a long time. And his first mission under this new job had felt so...strange.

[vedacontabile]

Tieria nodded away the cookies that Suzaku offered and pursed his lips. Reborn had already heard what he had to say on the issue of White Anemone, and he had made a report to the Vescovo at large. Obviously, there was little he could add other than his own speculation and takes on the issue.

Ignoring Bianchi entirely, as he was apt to do, Tieria said, "You've heard all I have to say, and all I know, about White Anemone. The party this weekend will perhaps shed more light upon the situation.

"I can say, however, that by watching, I've seen known and recognizable members of the AMC asking around about the drug, which means it wasn't a set ploy of theirs. I have not, however, seen active inquiry by the Monacello, which leads me to believe it could be them." He shrugged. "Then again, this is obviously my own speculation. I will have to make my way around the city, casually, and see what I can to gather any information beyond this. The boy himself was a good lead, but he only goes so far."

[arcabalenoborn]

Looking to Syaoran he just studied him for a moment. Noticing the position of his body and that he seemed comfortable in such a sitting style made Reborn raise an eyebrow at him. He didn't have to say anything to Syaoran about the fact that he was glad to have him there. It was lonely without at least one person that understood his movements all to well besides the sarcastic Tieria

[vedacontabile]

Merely raising a carefree eyebrow at Reborn's half-hearted reprimand, Tieria stretched his arms above his head, hearing a couple vertebrae crack. "The boy will be kept safe," he said blandly, as if mechanically, something that should be completely and obviously assumed to be true. "If Syaoran and Suzaku are both busy, I too can escort him where he needs to go. Leaving the mansion can always be instructional, and the boy's neck of the woods is apparently a good ground in which to look for signs of White Anemone."