#ngc four

[lucienumbra]

(Four) Sir. Do you need any help?

Lucien was lost in thought, contemplating what books to borrow next. He went to a different location than usual. However, this library wasn’t new to him. Trying to pick out just the right books was always quite the task.

“?!”

He noticed the young boy beckoning him. He had never seen his face before, but then again, he doesn’t come here very often.

“Hm?” The boy must’ve noticed that he remained stationary for an hour now that he thinks about it. “Yeah, I could use a little help.”

[confusedteddybear]

Four: Long time no seen, Mei *smiles gently*

Mei looks up from the magazines she had recently scavenged from some old crates and smiles widely.  ”Mister Four, Mister Four!  It’s been long!” she says excitedly, shoving the magazines into an empty crate and running over, jumping slightly to hug him tightly.  She was a bit nervous to have been caught scavenging, but Four was nice and probably wouldn’t say anything.  And she had missed her friend.

"How are you?  What are you doing here?" she asks quickly, curiously.  "Your clothes are different.  ’S weird.  But, but not bad!  Not… not bad!"  Seeing people wearing different clothes is strange to her as Mei doesn’t remember the last time she wore something other than her sweater and pants.  People are strange like that, she muses.

She feels bad about not trying to find him before now, but she was too scared to leave the dark alleyways to look for any of her friends, much less Four as she wouldn’t even know where to start looking for him.

[questionablebros]

Four: Kraatz! It's been such a long time, how are you doing? *smiles*

"!"The all-too-familiar voice startles Kraatz, and his pen clatters softly to his desk as he turns around to it.

"Four..!" He feels himself smiling behind his mask, and he lets out a small chuckle as he scoots his chair slightly to that he could face the other better. He.. He had forgotten that Four works in the library. If he had remembered he would have visited sooner.

Thankfully, he chose this particular section of the library to, er, study for its isolation, and there was nobody around to disturb with quiet talking.

"Mmm, I'm doing fine," he says, stretching up his arms over his head. How long has he been studying? Two hours? Three?? "I'm so glad to see you, though--it really has been a long time..! How are you?"