[ a blonde-haired woman with crossed arms, a pair of gardening scissors tucked grasped tightly in one hand, viewed the map in Splendor's city hall with keen eyes. the seal she had found in her possession upon arrival was more loosely held in the opposite hand, and she uncrossed her arms to hold the curious device to her mouth as if it were a radio
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. . .Black biker? [couldn't be the same one, could it?]
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. . .well, that, coupled with the fact that everyone in Ikebukuro supposedly knew his name. in some cases, it wasn't a blessing to be well known.]
Heiwajima Shizuo.
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Pleased to meet you. I will remember your assistance.
[ it was only polite to respond with your own name after asking someone else's but it still left her uncertain to do so. she wasn't ever one to be concerned with being despised, whether it be for the strange manner in which she spoke or for her lack of manners. she would only answer if asked and nothing more. ]
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Yeah, it's good to meet you. Ah, your name was...
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Vorona.
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Mm. You've found your key already, right?
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Affirmative; I have a key. What is its purpose?
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[he exhales audibly; there's a "click" of a lighter on the other end of the seal.] Least they gave us all someplace to live.
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Convenient, entrapment anticipated.
[ she takes a look at her key, examining the writing on it. it wouldn't be difficult to find her place of residence. she had more important things to do first though. ]
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[ she stuffs the key into her pocket, gives the map a final glance and heads off to look around a bit, still holding her seal to her ear. ]
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[ she has only just arrived after all. ]
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