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[impudency]

Characters: impudency and truthsfortune
Where & When: The library, evening of May 10th
Rating & Why: PG -- maybe PG-13? Altair can be a little crude, but nothing too awful.
Summary: Altair's been doing research and there's one person left in Splendor he can count on to be competent.

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[truthsfortune]

Naoto spent most of her time being socially withdrawn. Even more so at the loss of all her friends. But she kept her Seal around and handy just in case she was ever needed. Rarely but just in case. At this point she saw the Seal as simply a substitute for her cell phone. She paused when the voice from it caught her ears.

Lounging in her room reading, Naoto was startled less by the voice itself and more by who it was. She hadn't heard it in a long while. She reached for her Seal on the floor beside her.

"What is it?" She asked politely.

[impudency]

"I've been spending the last few weeks looking into everything about the city, and I'm a little concerned. All the information I have is ending up nowhere, especially since the city hasn't seen fit to give us anything useful since... well, the ball, I suppose." Altair didn't want to admit what he was about to, but he knew that he really didn't have a choice. Naoto was a little bit... bitchy to him, cold, and generally not the sort of person that he'd regularly hang out with, but he did have respect for her, and she filled the criteria he needed here.

"I need someone extremely intelligent, who's able to think about things far differently than I am, and who's been here for a long time. And should something happen, I want someone else to have the information I do." Altair's voice drops down a bit (not that there's anyone else to hear) as he continues - "I mean, really, who else am I going to call here?"

Maybe that will help convince her.