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Who: Hatake Kakashi (entoptic) & open!
When: Not long after his arrival, the evening of December 20th.
Where: Close to the carnival. He's probably staring at it, considering a pony ride. Or something.
Format: Paragraph, past tense.
What: UHH, Kakashi's wandering, gathering information. Feel free to bother him. He's a perfect gentleman -- when he wants to

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Yuuri had been trying to find his way back to the residential area where he lived, but was finding it a bit more of a difficult task than usual. The dark always seemed to make things all the more confusing, and the young Maou felt as though he was more going around in circles rather than heading in the direction he needed to go in.

"Oo OooGlancing down to the sword at his side, Yuuri frowned subtly as he muttered, "Morgif, you don't have to point out every little thing of interest." A sigh slipped passed his lips when it seemed as though the demonic weapon wouldn't stop. Deciding to humour his friend for now, the young Maou's gaze flickered up to see just what had caught his sword's attention, "Alright, what have you found

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Kakashi heard Yuuri approaching about ten to fifteen seconds before he actually got there, and he didn't look down when the other fell to a stop by his side, leaning over the fence as he stared up at the brightly lit carnival just ahead. He stood there quietly, listening to the other, noting that little mix of awed hesitation, awed uneasiness, lacing his tone, and he mused silently to himself, tipping his chin toward the dark sky. It wasn't like he could blame him.

Another foreigner. Like him. There weren't many, as far as he could tell just from glancing over the network ( which was strange, really, he didn't think he'd ever seen anything quite like it before ) or by scouring through the different faces, identifying which ones stood out from the crowd.

They were presumably outnumbered, and they were presumably there, in this city, in Anatole, for some unknown and unspecified reason. It didn't exactly take a genius to figure out that much, and it also didn't take a genius to know that piece of information wasn't a lot to go on at

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The sudden voice from behind him caught Yuuri by surprise, "Eeh?!" He sounded loudly before glancing over to sight the other male. It was dark, but he could see the outline of someone standing beside him. When had he gotten there?

"Really?" He questioned before turning back to the carnival and squinting his eyes. It all turned into a mass of brightly coloured blurs, and he tilted his head every which way to see if he could find it looking anymore charming. Unsquinting his eyes, the young Maou glanced over towards the other male as he sheepishly muttered, "Aaah I guess I'm not squinting hard enough."

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Kakashi pushed himself away from the railing after the other finished speaking, brushing both of his hands off and letting them fall loosely to his sides. He seemed all right -- young, or seemingly young, though Kakashi couldn't really tell for certain.

"No?" He smiled again, glancing once at Yuuri and then back at the carnival, studying the foggy lights of the Ferris wheel. "Maybe it's just me, then."

In all honesty, Kakashi didn't really think the carnival looked nice at all, no matter how hard one wanted to squint. It was oddly gloomy, despite the bright colors, and at night, it thrummed with an ominous sort of feeling. He wasn't surprised to see that most people tended to walk quickly past it without glancing once in its direction.