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[will_be_god]

Who: Cyrus and Jupiter
What: Reunion!
Where: Teacher dorms
When: Thursday sometime
Warnings: A deranged cultist moves in with her leader. Nothing can go wrong, what are you talking about? Assumes their thread in Jupiter's dr post really happened.

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[g3_jupiter]

"Master Cyrus?" the suave voice of a young woman called, and Cyrus would recognize that it was indeed Jupiter.

She stood outside the door to his apartment, her loyal Skuntank next to her as well as a rather hefty dark gray suitcase.

[will_be_god]

The door opened, but the opener wasn't Cyrus but his Weavile. Cyrus himself continued to type, and expected she would remain silent until he finished.

A moment later, Honchkrow fluttered over to perch on her suitcase.

[g3_jupiter]

The odd welcome committee left Jupiter perplexed for a moment. What was she, some newly recruited grunt? Cyrus must have been busy. Or maybe he just didn't feel like talking, which, come to think of it, wasn't exactly unheard of.

She smiled at her leader's Pokémon and casually snapped her fingers in front of Skuntank's muzzle, to make her recover from a mysterious spell she had seemed to enter upon seeing Weavile.

"Would you be a dear and carry this inside for me?" she asked Honchkrow.

[will_be_god]

Honchkrow grunted and flew the suitcase into the room--it was going to do that anyway.

Cyrus was in the main room, typing furiously, deleting a line, and retyping. After finishing a sentence, he looked up briefly. "Commander," he addressed, "your room is down the hallway." A nod of his head indicated the short hallway leading to the two bedrooms and the single washroom.

In addition to the computer and desk, the main room also contained the kitchen area with table, a couch, and another desk with neatly stacked papers.

He paused for a moment more, waiting for anything she might add. If there wasn't anything, he would return to work.