comment log! (Ryuichi meets with Chronica about a job)

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All famous people have quirks. Some had to have certain flowers in their rooms, some need a certain type of candy and others had the urge to write on themselves. Ryuichi's quirks were a tad odd for those that didn't know him. For one, he acted like a ten year old on a constant sugar high. For another he was rarely seen without his bright pink

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She'd met with Arcia Rinslet earlier in the day. A nice girl, and she would be adequate company to keep as a roommate. She assisted the plant in dressing in more average clothes, as the tastes of even casual-wear were quite different back home. Chronica wouldn't admit it, but it felt nice to be dressed in the basic blouse and jeans, as opposed to that uniform.

Pacing into the cafe where she had met with her "brother" only the day before, Chronica was busy running her hands through the lower part of her hair as she looked for anyone who looked off. It was almost laughable, to think anyone could look bizarre in such a place as the City

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He finished the last squiggled line with a final stab of his blue marker and looked up. Eyes a shade or two from being true purple lit up and he nodded, extending a hand - marker smudged, ring covered, and having rainbow colored nail paint - in greetings.

"Yup! I'm Ryuichi!" He paused, the big grin fading for a second like he was trying to remember something. "Chronica, right? For a second I thought you were someone else."

His smile came back, making him appear at least ten years younger than his actual age. Moving back from leaning over his sketchbook - in which a rather deformed lizard was jumping on a badly executed tank - he waved his other hand at the rest of the cafe. "You want anything to drink? They've got some rad teas."

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His behavior startled her right out of her diagnostic, and she found herself squinting her eyes as she took his hand, fully prepared to get an array of colors on her skin. It was distasteful, but she was patient.

"Darjeeling tea, please," she said as she shook his hand. It was the one good thing she'd discovered in the City thus far, really. She swore she was going to get more people attached to it if she had anything to say about it.

Pulling her hand away, she went to sit down and sat straight in her back. Proper and stern, although one look at that bizarre drawing had Chronica a bit amused. "Do you prefer to be called by your given name or your family name?" She was familiar with Asian customs, but was also aware many didn't play by that. Best to not offend the person who would be paying her.

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The markers were water-based so it would be easy to remove the smudges without too much work. Ryuichi always got that kind after an unfortunate occurrence involving a giant rabbit picture damaging a valuable rug. He made sure that the caps were on the markers and waved a waiter over, giving the order while he tucked that gear away in his messenger bag.

"Sorry about that," he said, pointing with his chin at the marker mess. "I have to keep my mind busy or I get really off-centered." last bit of paper stuffed away, he took the rabbit off the folders and stuck it on his head.

"Ryuichi is fine; I'm not too formal like some can be." His voice slowed down a little, losing the childlike edge it had at the beginning of their meeting. "I don't do snobby stuff. But anyways, you ever done any kind of management? You know, paper work, filing, accessing data, that sort of stuff?"