The Moon's Wide Awake... [ incomplete//closed; ]

[suchselfishness]

Characters: Rhode Kamelot [ suchselfishness ], Yamamoto Takeshi [ mafiaballs ]
Location: Casualty Communal
Rating: G
Time: July 9, Evening
Description: Rhode gets some help from a stranger she thinks is more than a little too friendly.

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[mafiaballs]

He could only take the approaching girl as the one he was seeking, seeing as she was really the only one present. Smile broadening on his lips, Yamamoto stepped forward as if to announce himself, a hand rising up to ruffle through his dark hair. Tall, gangly, not quite awkward, not quite graceful, a youth in the throes of adolescent growth, yet quite without that self-consciousness seen in most his age. His greeting smile was wide, bright, unabashed.

"You're the one needing a place to stay?" he asked, a step forward to meet the girl. He tried to help around there, as much as he could, as much as he could manage on his own. There was little else he could really do, without a partner, a proper weapon (he had deduced his status as Meister; lack of transforming anything pointed to only one conclusion). Offering his quarters for a night seemed a fair enough thing.

[suchselfishness]

"That's me~!" Rhode rocked back on her heels as she stopped before the boy, looking up at him with a slight tilt of her head and a brightly curious expression. He was immensely cheerful, and even she found it hard to find some hidden motive behind that smile.

"Rhode Kamelot. Nice to meet you." She didn't hold out her hand, not expecting any kind of courtly manners in a place like this. Her smile didn't fade a bit as she turned aside, looking around the lobby nonchalantly, as if she weren't checking for her Exorcist enemies. "What floor are we going to, then?"