Cody opened his eyes and stared at the sky. He didn’t know how he got here. and he didn’t care. The clouds were nice, and the grass was cool. He could chill for a while. Or he cold have but the mascot characters had something to say. An elf and a grumpy elf. Oh so they were stuck here for a while? Alright Alright Cool. Magic was a thing, up was down, Buildings grew from the ground.
This was his new normal and honestly he really didn’t mind, After all He had friends here. Well okay that wasn’t fair Friends implied he knew them but Then that meant that Cody had some work to do. He would Have to get up.
Actually Everything was kinda pretty.
Oh. Someone was coming toward him.
It was after he had left Benimaru that Cody got to check out his own home, Which was On the first floor, Full of cool weapons and armor! A museum of pointy things! Okay so he made one friend he needed more, In an effort to accomplish that Cody would go around the neighborhood and introduce himself to everyone and The best place traditionally would be right next door.
With Swords in hand Cody departed the armory and headed to the House of the Rest.
Ah sweet, Skull Face paint? Was this guy with the Elves?
“Hey Are you at Hopes peak too? Hello My name is Cody and i can’t bake but i want to be a good neighbor so instead of cookies i brought you a sword.”
Cody presented Crypt with a sword pretty basic, but looked sharp or whatever. Hell Yeah Off to a good start.
“It’s not much but uh…Wow you live in a graveyard that’s metal as Fuck.”
Ah, another empty coffin. Crypt’s eyes searched the interior, the dust and stray cobwebs clinging towards the corners, then they slowly lowered the lid back down. They were gentle with it, almost like they were handling something fragile, despite the solidity of the wood and the heaviness that the lid closed back down with. They crouched down next to another near it and ran their gloved fingers across the lid.
Just as Crypt started to open it, they heard the sound of the door over to their right opening, and they paused to look over at the person who entered. Their roommate...? Ah, no, they didn’t think so. Their expression was impenetrable as their eyes flickered to the blade, but they decided it wasn’t their business and turned back to the coffin and pushed the lid open.
They started to look it over, but then realized that Cody was speaking to them... and one part that he had to say gave them pause and a furrow in their forehead. They turned back to him and rose, knocking the dust off of their gloves.
“Ah, you... did.” Puzzling. Crypt examined him silently for a moment before dipping their head in greeting.
“Pleasure to meet you, Cody-san. I’m Crypt.”
They fell silent for a moment. Their voice was soft and almost monotonous, but not quite, and there was a bit of a rasp to it. “.... Yes. I am the preservation artist, I believe.... we are intended to be in class together.”
There was a scurrying sound over towards the wall, and a black and white rat approached the ledge of the shelf there, standing up on her haunches and pointing her nose back and forth between Crypt and Cody. Crypt extended their left hand towards her, and almost immediately she hopped onto their hand and started scurrying up their arm and pointing her nose in Cody’s general direction.
“Thank you. For the sword.” Once Biohazard was up their arm, Crypt held their hands out in front of them, showing that they would accept the gift. They still hadn’t taken a step towards Cody, though. “It isn’t a graveyard until someone is buried in it. I have not found a body yet.”
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