Who: Reki, Aion
What: Reki is an operator of a game in his world, and is knowledgeable in programming and coding. Aion wants to have a teleporter made. Reki agrees to meet up to talk about it in the morning. And now... they talk.
When: Morning after
this conversation.
Where: A house near the entrance to the abandoned village.
Rating: Unknown?
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The muse should not take after the mun and get some sleep. D< )
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Rather, the voice he had heard belonged to a different man whom he did not recognize. Reki looked up at him in a slightly embarrassed manner, and replied. "I am. Then you're...?" His voice trailled off, leaving Aion to finish his sentence. He wanted to be sure that this was him.
[ooc: ♥~ This will be fun. ^_^]
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Tilting his head down and pushing his glasses up with his index and middle finger, they gave off an eerie glare as he answered the boy. "Indeed.. I am.." Seeing a whole bunch of papers scattered across the table, he puts one hand down on top of them as he carefully looked at the ovals and writings scribbled all around it. Loosely, he comments on Reki's diligent efforts. "I see someone has been quite busy... Is this..."
[[ooc: Yes~~ it will~~<33 =>W<= ♥ you!]]
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"What are you going to need it for?" he asked, renewing the question from their prior conversation.
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