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@voltedivine
“Oh- Sheena, hi!” Emil had heard that the other was around, but he’d had yet to actually run into her. It was nice to actually get a chance to see her, though- they’d spent a good deal of time together on their journey, after all. And she was pretty reliable... when not falling into holes. “I’m glad I could finally run into you. How are you doing?”
LIVING ARRANGEMENT
@voltedivine
The door unlocks under a heavy hand. Head sticking half-way through the door. Eyes flitting across the entrance room. The small chain lock is undone, door closed quietly behind him. He flicks the knob’s lock shut before sliding the chain back into it’s place.
Alone, for now.
His money is gone. Most of it. His wild arsenal, gone. His precious, dear tanto...replaced by shoddy wood!
Thankfully he got some of that frustration out earlier--in a much less populated area. Though perhaps someone heard that blood curdling scream of his regardless of distance...
It’s taking him a lot right now not to froth at the mouth and black out in pure fury in this whole situation. Yamazaki pinches his nose and lets go before he breaks it in another fit. He still smells like blood. How convenient there’s all sorts of amenities built into the place.
And, somehow, his wardrobe is in one of the larger empty bedrooms. Considering the expense of it all he’ll be happy it’s there--unhappy it’s been technically stolen.
Bloodied clothes in the wash, arms and head doused in sink water. The door unlocks and Yamazaki composes himself a little better. Clean shirt and slacks--and of course you don’t wear shoes in the house. He’s cleaned them before he’d gotten here and set them aside by the door.
It’s late at night and it’d be best to confront them first before they stumbled across anything different about the place.
“Hello? Before you panic or anything, I didn’t break in. I’ve got a key too.”
“Didn’t think I’d be livin’ with somebody else. This kinda set up is outta my league. Can’t say I’d ever imagined I’d get kidnapped. Ever.”
His right hand stays in his pocket, his left jingling his personal apartment keys for this new roommate to see.
“M’names Yamazaki. And who’re you, sweetie?”
A term of endearment, used as a filler rather than anything actually endearing.
@voltedivine said: we’re killing zelos tonight
“...what has he done this time?”
💎💎💎
"I totally saw her fall in a pitfall the other day...hehee..."
"If only she was as mentally endowed as she is physically."
"I wonder if she's offering weight training classes...Abs..."
* THE WOLF AMONG US PROMPTS , @voltedivine sent:
this is how a smart person would do it, so this is how we're going to do it.
“M-Maybe we should plan a bit more, first? I mean, um...” He wouldn’t consider himself a genius either, but some planning wasn’t a bad thing, right?
“.. Sheena Fujibayashi.”
“Has everyone from Aselia been brought to this place..? Or merely those involved with Lloyd Irving?” Richter wouldn’t deny that the sight of that idiot’s friends was somewhat irritating-- a painful, embarrassing reminder in his side that they had foiled his efforts more than once. Though Sheena in particular was not someone Richter held any sort of grudge against, aside from her unfortunate taste in allies; she was, after all, someone who was always kind to the half-elves in Sybak. Even if they had no direct contact before she joined Emil’s quest, her name and presence in his field did not go unnoticed; which was perhaps the reason why he did not feel threatened by her now. “If you feel the need to attack me, do not waste your time. I have no interest in continuing how we left things back in our realm.”
For now, at least.
– ☼☽; ( @voltedivine )
bonks
"Why do you do this, Sheena?"
"Sheena, you're... a much better fit for summoner than I ever was."
＊ oh shit, mithos is not who sheena envisioned walking in on her smoothie break. she nearly chokes, coughing on the cold liquid until it gives brain freeze. truly an unfortunate series of events. seriously, between him and zelos ghosts have really got to stop popping back up with her.
bringing up her summoning... tsk. what was he getting at??
"huh. well, it's not like it was a competition, you know."
