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[lemonsodas]

WHO: Reever & Komui
WHAT: Action Science Tea Hour
WHERE: Where Reever's been staying; near the marketplace
WHEN: After Cross' party returns from the jungle (and bathes)

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[komuieee]

Komui Lee felt like he had been mauled by a jaguar, to put it in simple terms. The lack of caffeinated beverages was taking a toll on his body, making the chief groggy, more forgetful than usual, and not up to par as he should be. Nevertheless, he had been attempting to keep his spirits up, trying to catch up on the expedition, on where his exorcists were, and if Reever, the only other scientist on the island (Bak did not count), was alive. Komui would go mad otherwise. Thankfully, Mr. Drongo was still up and running, even brewing up some tea for the poor chief.

At the prospect of tea, Komui had practically sprinted for Reever's home, by the market place. It was not coffee - not by a long shot, but it was a suitable substitute in his time of need.

Not bothering to knock first, Komui burst through Reever's door, entering the squeaky clean house with a flourish and grandeur (probably bringing dust in with him).

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Reever tried, he really tried not to notice how everything seemed to get just slightly messier whenever the chief was around. In any case, he was too tired to be irritated, or maybe he was just relieved at making it back from the jungle in one piece. Whatever it was, he eyed the dirt coming in along with Komui, but refrained from saying anything.

Besides, the chief looked like hell.

"Damn," Reever said, eyes widening comically. "I'm the one who went on the doomed expedition, what's wrong with you?"

Was it actually possible that Komui needed coffee as much as he pretended to? It couldn't be that. Reever set down the little green teapot that he'd borrowed from the restaurant next door and crossed his arms, regarding Komui critically.

"How's Lenalee?"

[komuieee]

Reever finally came out from hiding, and Komui looked his colleague up and down: scratches, bruises, and smelling like soap. The aftermath of what appeared to be a horrendous and failure of an expedition led by one General Cross Marian. Komui doubted it would go well, considering there was little planning involved and the General was taking along rookies who had no experience on the battlefield - Reever included in that category whether he liked it or not.

Komui shut the door behind him, and put on a big, cheery smile despite half of him wanting to run up to Reever, hug him, fret, and worry.

"Sleeping! As I've told you. Far more than usual," he laughed, taking off his hat and running a hand through his slightly-messy-than-should-be hair. "And Lenalee is fine, thank goodness. So, about that tea.."

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"Right," Reever said, turning away again to fetch twin cups from the cupboard. He still didn't know how he felt about the fact that the house was utterly empty, yet still contained all the amenities-and more-that one required for basic life. Most of the time he didn't like to think about it, since that tended to lead to pesky questions like, 'what the hell are we doing here?'

He was a scientist, not a philosopher. It made him uncomfortable, not being able to come up with an answer for everyone.

Even if he was getting something of a vacation right now, it wasn't relaxing. It was mostly just weird. Reever didn't know what to do with himself when he wasn't working. That was kind of warped in and of itself.

He set the cups down on the table, gesturing for Komui to sit while he went back for the teapot. Despite the show he'd made of avoiding the chief, it was nice to see him. Reever had grown rather used to seeing Komui on a daily basis, and after the invasion at Headquarters… Well, it was just nice to see him. Alive. Well. Babbling."

[komuieee]

He was not aware that he was babbling. Hell, half the time Komui was not aware of what he was doing or the repercussions of what he was doing (ie: Komurin and its many successors).

Komui smiled brightly, taking a seat on the old, Victorian sofa. The furniture reminded him of home, back at the headquarters of the Black Order. He wondered how the departments were coping as Reever went to fetch the cups. Most of their exorcists were missing as well as three quarters of their generals. Not to mention head of the science department AND the chief. With the Noah still running rampant, and Innocence to find...Komui dreaded to think of what their world was going through.

Rivelata was a paradise, but Komui did not need the vacation.

Reever returned, and Komui invited himself to a cup of tea. He blew out the steam, and took a sip.

Not coffee, but still pleasant to the senses.

"Hello ~" he replied, over the brim of his cup.