Wanderlust [Closed: Khaleesi, Penumbro]

[Fernweh]

-… Huh?-

The thought was soon followed by several blinks in quick succession. –What the heck is going on…?- This was by no means the dorm room, not even close. His dorm room was small, and he was rooming with that freshman, Katsuo. If that wasn’t enough proof of the matter, Fernweh had been sitting down on his right leg in a chair just a moment ago.
–Wait a second…- Fernweh’s mind was processing the situation when an important detail on his orientation clicked. Sitting, in no way, shape, or form, equals standing. Overcome with a sense of vertigo, the Fox Tail tumbled forwards in a heap breathing heavily. Rolling over to his back, he allowed for his body to regain its composure as his mind raced. This was definitely not his dorm, that much he was certain of, but neither was it any location he had been to prior. The thought of a dream caught him as a possibility, though it seemed highly unlikely. Fernweh had clear memories up until he found himself here, he even remembered being in the process of grabbing one of several cans off his desk that he had in preparation for an all-nighter with his roommate and his roommates sister playing Elder Tale.

Suddenly a few mental gears caught again in a second form of minute enlightenment. Rolling his head to the side to take a look around only provided further evidence to his hypothesis. –Destroyed buildings, people clad in armor, crystal clear skies…- Well, he was certain about one thing, this place wasn’t exactly Britain. The thought of there never being a clear sky where he lived left him with a bit of a stupid grin plastered to his face. If Fernweh was to guess, he was in the world of Elder Tale. –Just like one of those anime series eh…-

-This has got to be some sort of joke- he though as he ran his hand through his hair before coming cross something new. Seeming minor at the time, Fernweh decided to just let his had explore it while considering what his next step would be. He’d have to get some information, or at least someone who knows what is going on. Or, better yet, get in touch with his roommate wherever the heck he was. With any luck he’d have some idea of what is going on. If he wasn’t mistaken that guy should be on his friends list, only entry. –Except for the fact I don’t have any way to access…- he mulled over before a sudden explosion of icons appeared a short distance from his face, causing whatever was in his hands to jolt suddenly as though in response to his surprise.

Panicking for a moment, Fernweh’s hands rushed to the top of his head before running along the outline of something. –These… Are these… Fox Ears?- He hadn’t considered the possibility that his appearance had been altered to fit his character. Perhaps it was the fact nearly everything but the Fox Tail attributes were basically an exact copy of himself that had caused the lapse. Shaking the thought, Fernweh forced his mind to the task of opening the menu. As the icons materialized in the air once more, he found himself navigating through a system to his nearly empty friends list before clicking the private chat icon.

“Hey Pen man, I’m on my ass on some street. You wouldn’t happen to know what is going on by any chance?” he spoke into the air, feeling the distinct flick of what he assumed to be his tail beneath him. It was going to be a long, tiring day, he could already tell.

[Penumbro]

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Penumbro was sitting, leaning his back on a gate post outside of Big Ben while he practiced playing the song he and his sister Suiren sang when they were younger. In the midst of his third play through since he sat down, he heard a loud blink that stirred him from his relaxed stupor. Penumbro stopped playing and put his violin down by his feet as he brought up his menu, where he saw he was getting a call from his roommate via the friend list. Penumbro heaved a sigh of relief as he pushed the accept button. Penumbro put his hand on his temple as he said, “Hello, Des? Is that you?” Penumbro thought he had heard a sigh of relief on the other end before his roommate replied with, “Hey Pen man, I’m on my ass on some street. You wouldn’t happen to know what is going on by any chance?” Penumbro allowed himself a small chuckle before he spoke. He had forgotten he should refer to himself by his in game name from now on, “Not in the slightest, bud. I’m just glad to hear from you! That must mean Suiren is around here somewhere as well. I’m sitting here by a huge clock tower relaxing, so why don’t you get over here, ya bum?” Penumbro listened to whatever his friend had to say in response, in the end laughing as he hung up on his roommate. He then resumed playing the tune he knew by heart on his violin. As the melody came flooding back into his ears, Penumbro closed his eyes and let the music take him back into the relaxed stupor he had been in before the call. /////////////////////////////// FLASHBACK TIME!//////////////////////////////////// “Katsuo Hakkai!” Katsuo stoop up in recognition of his name being called, and walked up to the stage to get his diploma. As he took the diploma in one hand, he shook his principal’s hand and looked out towards the families of the graduates, finding the proud faces of his mother, father, and sister. His two younger siblings were much too short to be seen over the crowd of people surrounding them, but he knew they were there. “Congratulations, Katsuo!” He heard his class shout, to which he just smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head as he left the stage to take his seat again. ///////////////////////////// End Flashback///////////////////////////////////////// Penumbro’s eyes fluttered open as he yawned, stretching his arms above his head. He then looked to the violin in his lap and bow in his right hand in a sort of dumbfounded way. ‘Oh right, I was playing my violin, and sent myself to sleep,’ Penumbro thought to himself as he put away his violin. Penumbro then placed his hands on the ground and pushed himself up. Penumbro dusted off his leather armor as he turned around to face the giant clock tower. The gate to the tower was no longer there, so he entered and climbed the stairs to the entrance of the clock tower. Removing his gloves, he rested his furry hand on the stone base of the tower and ran his fingers along it. He felt the rough stone rub against his hands. “It really feels like stone. I wonder if this area is based on the London from real life? If so, then that would make this Big Ben if I have my facts right,” He murmured to himself. As he was about to enter the clock tower, something struck him. He had forgotten to call his sister, Suiren and make sure she was alright! He had added her and Desmond just before the blackness overtook him, so he must be able to call her like Desmond had called him! Penumbro pulled up his menu as he found his friend list after a bit of button pushing, and saw that her name was lit up like Desmond’s, so he pushed her name and pushed the call button. After a few seconds, he heard a sound that must have meant the call had gone through. “Hey, sis, are you alright? A big mess we got ourselves into this time, yeah?” he said to his sister, trying his best to hide the worry and relief he was feeling.

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[Khaleesi]

"Nnngh..."

Pound. Pound. Pound.

It hurts. Why did it hurt? Her eyes squeezed tighter together as if it would help stop the pain rippling through her head. A cool hand was placed upon her forehead then over her eyes. She took a deep breath then exhaled slowly, hoping that it would rid her of the splitting headache she was experiencing. Nope. No, not at all. What it did for her, however, was to take notice of the rest of her body. Suiren was sprawled out on some random street with other people chatting away. Did no one notice her? A groan escaped her lips as she forcibly pushed herself up to her knees, and took a look around. She blinked once, and then several more times.

What in the world is going on here?! While her surroundings looked familiar, Suiren was at a loss when she saw how the people looked and dressed. Almost everyone had a weapon in hand or strapped on them. What's more, there were people with ears and a tail! The entire situation was clearly freaking out the young woman. The las thing she remembered was... Suiren gave pause to her thoughts and tried again. She gritted her teeth, her eyes now focusing on the ground as she tried to recall the events prior to her current situation. The heel of her palm grinded against her temple in an effort to recollect her memories. "Damnit!" She suddenly cried out when nothing came to her.

Today seemed to be a very bad day. First, she had no idea where she was. Second, there was this idiotic headache that didn't want to go away. And third, Suiren seemed to have caught the attention of the people nearby. Embarrassed and ashamed of her lack of emotional control, Suiren huffed and retreated to a dark alley. Alright. Calm down, girl. Her ears twitched. Where are you at? Then there was a swishing of a tail. Well, Sherlock, I think we're in London. That would explain why everything looked familiar. The blonde woman nodded to herself before peeking out from the alleyway to observe the people again. It hit her! She was in Elder Tale! How she hadn't seen it before was beyond her, but Suiren felt a rush consuming her. H-How could this be? Elder Tale is just a game. This should not be happening. Just as fast as the epiphany came to her, Suiren's eyes went wide. Katsuo! Oh my gawd, I can't believe I... I hope he's alright. Maybe he's not ---

Ring! Ring!

Suiren blinked as the sounds of a phone ringing came from all sides. Or maybe it was just in her head. Either way, she was shocked when she suddenly heard her brother's voice. "Katsuo!" She replied with a huge sigh of relief and walked out of her little hideaway to start her search for her brother. "Yeah, I'm fine. What about you? You're doing fine, right?"After turning a couple of corners and finding herself in a completely different street, Suiren squinted her eyes when she thought she saw a familiar body frame. Her legs pumped faster into an awkward run-slash-jog. "Hey!" She called to the man with chocolate brown hair, not minding that she might have sounded odd to her brother. "Hey you! Uhm..." Suiren frowned as the man's name eluded her. Well, at least she was standing next to her brother's roommate now. "De... Demitri, right?"

Her ears flatted against her hair as she waited for a response.

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[Fernweh]

“Huh? Dimitri?” Fernweh responded to the voice, his ears perking up. It seemed like it was aimed at him, not to mention the voice sounded familiar. Rolling over into a sitting position, he looked the female adventurer over. –Fox Tail, blonde hair, voice sounds like she’s probably…- he noted as he compiled the details over a second, -most likely late teens. And appears to know me. Kind of at least.- Fernweh still wasn’t sold on the last bit, but at least it was good ground. He knew several girls from the engineering department of the university, though he couldn’t say any of them would call him Dimitri or if they were even here at all.

Blinking a few times, Fernweh looked closer at the face of the young Fox Tail before him. –Kind of looks like Pen’s sis now that I think about it…- he noted, his ears slouching before perking up with the realization. It would make sense too, considering that she should have been playing Elder Tale as well. He didn’t remember the fact she was going Fox Tail as well though…

Sighing, the Fox Tail stood up and patted himself off before addressing the woman. “I’m going to guess you’re going for Desmond?” Fernweh stated more than inquired. The longer he looked, the more it seemed to line up. Height was the same, build was the same, and even the mannerisms were similar to what he’d seen of her. -Well, except for the ears bit- he noted as his own assuming a slightly relaxed, slouching appearance.

That last thought reminded him he had little idea of what he actually looked like at the time with the addition of the ears and tail. Fernweh was well aware of what it was supposed to look like, as he designed the character before logging in, but there was a difference between knowing what he should look like and what he actually looked like. On top of this, Fernweh couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious about his appearance. He had chosen the race for its bonuses in magic, not particularly its looks… Making matters worse, he could feel his tail sweeping low in response to his state of mind. –For the love of… Ugh…- He’d have to find somewhere to take a look at himself soon to put his mind at ease, the sooner the better.

Returning from his introspective, Fernweh sighed again. “Anyway, while we’re here around other people you should call me by my in-game tag, Fernweh. Or Fern for short,” he added, his ears picking up. “It’s not exactly good etiquette to call someone by their real name online… Though I’m not exactly sure that rule applies any more to be entirely honest.” It was an interesting thought that hit him during their exchange. Perhaps this was no longer a game and they were no longer players, Fernweh had no information to go on. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume you’re Pen’s sister. I was just about to head over and meet up with him if you want to follow.”

[Penumbro]

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Penumbro laughed with relief as he leaned against the rough stone base of Big Ben. His sister and roommate both appeared to be around town and sounded okay at least. His sister Suiren probably didn’t really know how to turn off the telepathy, as he heard the sound of her running. It appeared she had found Desmond, though she mispronounced his name by a long shot, causing him to snicker lightly. “Sui, it’s not Dimitri, it’s Desmond,” Penumbro corrected her right before Desmond himself did, though he advised she call him Fernweh, or Fern, as it was his in game name. Penumbro nodded though Suiren probably wouldn’t notice or sense it. Penumbro listened to the two of them start moving toward his position as he had told Fern where he would be when he last talked to him. Penumbro smiled as he stood up from the stone base and put his hand on the door leading inside the clock tower. The doors to the clock tower had seen better days, but they stayed on the hinges. After a horrible creaking noise, they came to a stop as if their hinges wouldn’t let them open any further. Penumbro entered the old clock tower with a bit of caution in his step, it had the look of being able to come down upon him at any moment. The inside of the clock tower looked much worse than the outside did. The stair case led about half way up the clock tower and then had a huge gap in it. Looking directly below the gap, Penumbro found the splintered mass of rotten wood in a pile with several fungal caps growing upon it. Penumbro was tempted to try and scale the stairs, but he felt the wood would crumble beneath his weight as he got to the top and he’d be in for a very nasty fall into said wood pile. ‘Still, it isn’t beyond repair, I think,’ Penumbro thought to himself as we looked beyond the break in the stairs. Besides that break, the rest of the way up seemed to still be together, albeit in terrible shape. As Penumbro stepped forward, kicking a rock forward as he did so. The rock flew forward and het the far end of the clock tower, the sound of impact echoing back to Penumbro. This gave Penumbro an idea as to what he could do as he awaited the arrival of his friend and sister. Taking out his violin, Penumbro cradled it against his shoulder as he had done before and brought the bow across the strings and he placed his left hand fingers on the strings, producing a few notes from his instrument. After he played them, he stopped as the sound waves bounced around the deserted clock tower, making it seem as if there were simply a bunch of invisible fairies having everyday conversation with each other. This thought had a bit of a relaxing feel to it, so Penumbro resumed playing, this time a cheerful succession of notes. As the notes started to bounce around and collide with one another, Penumbro started dancing around as the release his music notes from different places to receive different echoes. Before long, he had filled the clock tower with beautiful notes colliding with one another and creating a symphony that somehow spoke a cheerful nature all their own, without Penumbro having to play anymore himself. Penumbro smiled and let forth a laugh of happiness, his laugh joining the reverberating sound waves all ascending to the top of the clock tower, all seeking an escape from the tower. He bowed as the last sounds of the music faded from the tower, thanking the tower for being the second part of a duet. “If people were to hear the collection of sounds in this way, they might forget their despair of being trapped in a game, even if it’s just for a moment,” Penumbro said aloud, more to himself then anything, but then he realized he was still in a telepathic connection with his sister, who probably heard everything he had just been doing. With cheeks feeling red, Penumbro ended the call with a click, exiting the clock tower and closing the doors behind him. “I’m probably not going to hear the end of that. She always teases me for having a bit of a sensitive side…” He said to himself as he descended the stairs and sat down once more at the gate post he had sat at earlier to eat a piece of the tasteless cake. A shiver went up Penumbro’s spine as he shuddered and sighed just thinking about food not having taste. Penumbro’s stomach growled as he sat down, a sound he didn’t really want to hear. With a bit of hesitation, Penumbro sighed as he opened his inventory, “I really wish I could enjoy this cake at least, but I can’t go hungry,” he said as he selected the cake box, letting it fall into his hands. Sighing in immense displeasure, Penumbro opened the box and took out another slice of the cake, setting the box to the side of him as he proceeded to eat the tasteless mush, tears streaming down his face as he forced it down his throat. With the feeling of hunger sated, Penumbro pulled out his violin and assumed his playing position. Suiren might not have realized he was inside Big Ben, but she would have known he was playing an instrument along the lines of a violin. Deciding he’d welcome his reunion with his sister with a song that meant something to the both of them, He began playing the lullaby they sang to their younger siblings with they were but infants, keeping his eye on the road for two fox tail players, as they had both selected that as their race.

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[Khaleesi]

She realized her mistake just seconds after she had said the wrong name. Her brother telling her so did not help; the young woman knew already. Her ears twitched and tried to flatten itself even more against her hair, and her hands fidgeted with the ends of her leather vest when Desmond, or rather, Fernweh corrected her. A light red blush covered her cheeks, her blue eyes shifting to the side from embarrassment. Quietly, she hissed back to her brother, and hoped that Fernweh didn’t catch it, ”Hush you! I k-knew that. I-I… I was just testing him!”

Awkwardly, Suiren cleared her throat and nodded to what he said after. Of course it was more proper to call someone their in-game name; most people liked to have their privacy and whatnot. That, and she had had experience in playing online games. It had stung, however, to be reminded of something that she should have minded from the beginning. Hoping that she was following the right line of conversation, Suiren said, ”I’m Khaleesi. I guess… Just call me Khal or whatever.” She shrugged and moved to stand next to him so they could travel to where Katsuo was. It was then the blonde really looked at her brother’s roommate, having not paid attention to him when they first met.

He was only a bit taller than her, a few inches at most. Brown hair and eyes, and a similar body build to hers. Fernweh looked almost exactly as he did in the real world. The features that caught her attention, however, were his ears and tail. Suiren had always been a fan of furry creatures, dogs and foxes in particular, and found herself captivated by them. The way she noticed his ears went from a droopy position to suddenly perking up made her squeal inside. It was so cute! That was the main reason why she had chosen this specific race; the stat bonuses were, of course, a side perk.

A sudden urge to scratch his ears came over her as she continued to stare at him. What would happen if she reached over and did that? Dogs usually leaned in and thumped their leg or tail on the ground, and cats liked to purr and meow. He was a Fox Tail, however, and Suiren had no clue how they would react. Questions came rushing in like, what sounds does a fox make? Or will their tail thump and sway? She had to know, and the man before her was not helping her with his ears moving like that. Her hand twitched for a split second before she mentally shook her head, forcing herself to pay attention to his face.

Suiren kept her expression somewhat blank as she looked up at Fernweh, and didn’t notice her tail high in the air and swishing happily from side to side. This entire situation was serious business, and they needed to regroup with her brother. But… She glanced at his ears and tail then focused on a singular pebble right at his feet, a small smile creeping at her lips. He is so adorable! Faking a cough and purposefully turning away from him with her arms crossed over her chest, she grumbled, ”Well? Are you going to lead the way or not?” Just then a violin began to play in the background, alerting her that she was still in a call with Katsuo. How could she forget?!

Before Suiren could say anything, the melody and tune made her stop to listen. She could hear the violin’s notes, but then there was a slight echo to it. This made her wonder where he was playing at exactly. For sure, the Druid knew that he was at or near Big Ben, but it should be closed off. No, no. We’re in Elder Tale. It’s not restricted anymore, right? From what she had seen, there were many torn and dilapidated buildings. Perhaps her little brother was inside the building; that would explain why there was a nice follow up after every music note.

Once the song ended and Katsuo promptly ended the call after realizing that she had heard him, the blonde woman laughed out loud. Her brother was too good a person, always thinking about other people rather than himself. She, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. Shaking her head at her brother and her thoughts, Suiren glanced at Fernweh from the corner of her eye. ”Sorry about that.” With her legs moving at a random direction, which may or may not be correct, Suiren didn’t notice that she had gotten his name wrong, again. ”Let’s get going, Fernhue.”

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TOTAL WORD COUNT: 1350

[Fernweh]

Fernweh nodded to himself more than the female Fox Tail that was before him. It was a stroke of luck that he had come across her as quickly as he had in this world. This place was still extremely vast, despite the half-Gaia project that it was based on. –Quarter of London is still a quarter of London. Even then I can’t tell if they made this place a quarter of its original size, damn place has always been massive.- All they had to do now was find their way over to the last member of the group and they could settle down to debate what to do. Not only that but Big Ben wasn’t horribly far, perhaps just a few blocks away judging from its size in correlation to their location.

Suddenly an odd urge to shudder struck Fernweh, similar to when one was walking around back alleys to get to a bar or to a garage to drive home at night. It was an odd sense of someone observing you, taking in details, categorizing things. A scheming of sorts and this one involved him. Looking around he tried to pick someone out of the crowd whose attention they may have attracted. –Where the hell is it coming from…- It was making him edgy and nervous, the longer he scanned the less people seemed interested in him until he caught Khal looking up at his face from the corner of his eye. Or, to be more precise, looking over his face.

-Is she staring at my ears?- Fernweh was actually a little taken back. Sure, he had wanted to look at his own and Khaleesi’s had been drawing his attention ever since she arrived, but he had managed to put it off to some extent. –No point in staring, they’re just ears after all- he tried to lie to himself with a sigh. He wouldn’t convince himself with that yet alone anyone else. The world was too new and unique to not be drawn in by something as abnormal as suddenly seeing someone you know with a fox tail and ears. After all he was trying to hold back the urge himself.

Realizing his ears and tail were probably showing telltale signs of every thought he had just processed, Fernweh coughed, ignoring the mispronunciation of his name, and agreed with the girl, “Sure, just follow me. It shouldn’t be too far away.”

The city streets were an interesting sight to behold, vendors selling a large variety of foods, materiel, and weaponry. In all honesty, it was just as bustling as Fernweh remembered when he had last visited the city. –People will always be people in the end, always drawn to one another for sanity and safety.- Then again any in-game city had a high population, safe zones being one of the biggest pushes. No one will advertise having rare stuff in a place where they could get killed, at least not if they had any brains. Turning to the other Fox Tail, Furnweh proposed the question that was surely on her mind as well, “So why do you think we are here?”

[Penumbro]

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Penumbro finishes up playing the song, looking around as he searched for his comrades. “Wow, talk about late… I really hope Desmond knows where Big Ben is. I mean I know he was here before me, but he didn’t go too many places besides to his classes” Penumbro said to himself as he thought back to the first time he met his roommate. /////////////////////////////////////////////Flashback////////////////////////////////////////////// “You’re room number is 406, so don’t forget it, little brother!” Suiren said as she parked her car outside the university. Katsuo got out of the car and went around to the back to take his luggage out of her trunk. He hadn’t brought too much stuff from home so as not to have to carry more than was necessary for him to get situated; he’d worry about more things later, after he got a job so he could afford these things. Katsuo wheeled his suitcase behind him, carrying a full duffel bag on his other arm and a full backpack on his back. Suiren walked beside Katsuo on the side walk that cut through a well-managed, trying to hide her smile at his need to get everything in one trip. Katsuo caught a smirk on her face at a sideways glance and grinned himself, “No need to waste energy on coming out again,” He said as they entered the dorm building. Suiren let out a few laughs at this statement, “Oh little brother, your laziness is talking again. Besides, if there had been more, I would have taken some to help out!” she said as she presses the elevator button, summoning it from a different floor. “You’ve helped plenty, and besides; it’s my stuff, so I should have to carry it,” Katsuo proclaimed in a matter of fact tone as the elevator doors opened and they both stepped inside. After watching her brother try and fail to hit the number four button a few times without having to drop his luggage, Suiren sighed and push it for him, “You know your laziness when it comes to things like this could be seen as troublesome, but I think it’s a part of you I love seeing,” Suiren said as she smiled at him. Katsuo’s cheeks and ears went red as he turned his head away so she wouldn’t see, “Sheesh sis where did that come from? You know you embarrass me when you say stuff like that” he said as the elevator ascended to the fourth floor, opening the doors once it reached its destination. Suiren laughed a little as they got out of the elevator, “Well right now it’s just the two of us, so why would you get so embarrassed? Besides, you look adorable when you’re cheeks flare up! Well, this must be your room, let me knock for you, so that you don’t fall into a pile with your stuff,” Suiren said as she and Katsuo approached the door with a “406” on it. Suiren knocked on the door, and after a shuffling of things and movement towards the door from inside the room, A boy that could not be more than a year older than Suiren opened the door, immediately leaning on its frame as he looked out at Katsuo and his sister. “Hello, my name is Suiren and this is your new roommate; my little brother Katsuo,” Katsuo managed a nodded as his sister introduced the two of them. The guy smirked as he looked at Katsuo’s predicament before saying, “Hey there, the name’s Desmond; if you need anything, you can ask me, alright?” Katsuo nodded, and Desmond moved aside as Katsuo came through the door, laying all of his stuff on the bed that wasn’t occupied with textbooks on engineering. ‘So he’s studying to be an engineer,’ Penumbro thought to himself as he left his stuff on the bed and came back to the entrance of their dorm to speak with Suiren before she left for her apartment. Desmond was still leaning on the door frame and Katsuo passed through once more. “I wish you could just live with me, but first years have to live on campus, so you can join me after this year in my apartment if you want. Of course, you may find you like the dorms, they’re quite homey.” Suiren said with an apologetic smile as she patted Katsuo’s head. Katsuo grimaced a bit before saying, “We’ll see how it goes, I’ll see you this weekend Sui, please take care of me, Desmond,” turning to Desmond at the last part with a customary bow. Desmond nods, “Let’s get along, Katsuo; it’s too troublesome to have to quarrel like my last roommate wanted to do,” he said as he stuck his hand out to Katsuo. Katsuo took his hand and shook it with a nod, “Yes, I like how you’re thinking. I think we’ll get along fine, Desmond,” he said, a smile sprouting from his lips. Katsuo heard Suiren utter something along the lines of “They’re two of a kind!” before she turned to Katsuo and hugged him, “I’ll see you this weekend, okay? Don’t cause trouble for your roommate and you should be fine!” she said as she made to leave. As she turned to leave, Katsuo said, ”You know it, sis! Desmond and I will get along like the best of friends,” waving to her. Seeing the smile on her face widen from worry to happiness, Katsuo’s smile grew in tandem, she waved and turned to get into the elevator. /////////////////////////////////////////////// End Flashback!//////////////////////////////////////// Penumbro smiled, later that evening he and Des had discovered they shared interests in manga, anime and video games and got along great from that point on. Penumbro looked to the sky and saw the orangeish hues of dusk approaching, so he shouldered his violin once more and started a minuet to welcome forth his first night in the game and his sister and roommate that he knew were on their way to his position. Perhaps between the three of them, they’d figure out what their plan of action was.

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