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[Chevaleresse]

"Not that I have seen personally, though there's been little opportunity to do so. Shockingly, Ryuko herself has not been particularly forthcoming about the criminal activities of her alter ego."

[kj1225]

Kenta stares. Then he shrugs.
"I mean, so far she sounds like a poser. I mean, the person I got the meds from? Tried to kill me because she hates humans and I look like one. I know a little girl with a bucket full of skulls that she throws at people for fun. My sister helped stop someone from commiting genocide against the lunarians! ...
I'm gonna have words with the "evil" one when I get a chance.
If there's one thing I can't abide, it's a poser."
Kenta strides inside, apprently thinking about how he'll grill Ryuko.

[spümpkin]

Kumo strides in from who-knows-where, standing in front of Kenta. She is eating a whole loaf of bread.

"Nah, I domf think youf wanna fo that. Gifve the girl a break. She'f offfiously not in the mood to difffcufff thifff."

[kj1225]

Kenta stares at Kumo for a moment, then starts looking over her head to see where she could have been hiding. Apprently not finding an answer looks down at her.
"Well, despite the fact that I only learned about Microwaves at 16, I'm not dumb enough to immediately interrogate someone on their embaressing split personality.... So what are you? Some kind of foreign Shinigami?"

[spümpkin]

Kumo raises an eyebrow, finishing her bread.

"Whazzat? I'm Kumo."

[kj1225]

Kenta seems to take a moment to the less formal person. After a moment he shrugs and holds his hand up for a fist bump.
"It's nothin' man, you just remind me of some dudes. I'm Kenta Iga. I take it that you came in with the first batch?"

[spümpkin]

Kumo bumps his fist.

"Yep. Our one mission went... it succeeded."

[kj1225]

Kenta nods, crossing his arms as he does so.
"That's good man.... hey, should we move this elsewhere? Don't want to block the entrance and all."
He gestures inside with his head.

[Projeck37]

Annabelle is sitting on the ground, jotting notes in her notebook.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

A brown-haired boy, barely in his twenties by the looks of him, seems to be wandering around and nobody can quite figure out where he came from.

[Twinwolf]

He wanders past Sera, who had been quite quiet - she wasn't much of a talker usually, and had needed to take some time to calibrate some things anyway... but she does notice the young man, and approaches them. She clears her throat before speaking (mostly so he isn't super surprised or anything...). "Excuse me. Are you new here?" she asks.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"New? Uh, yeah. I did help you guys out. You ARE with those guys, right?"
The young man points at Kumo, Leonidas and Mircea.

[Twinwolf]

Sera nods. "Yes. We just went on different missions. My name is Sera - you are?" she asked - another ally they'd picked up on the mission, she supposed.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Oh. Hi. I'm Norio, Norio Ozawa. Nice to meet'cha."
He extends his hand towards Sera, upon which a ruby ring is worn.
Ophelia produces a bag of medicines of her own, pulling a stool up for Nobunaga.
"Please, sit down and show me where your injuries are. This will sting somewhat, I'm afraid. Then I can also discuss the matter of the weapon with you."

[Chevaleresse]

Nobunaga sits down, and gestures to the arrow wound - it'd been somewhat hastily bandaged earlier at some point. Though, the wound itself was difficult to notice through his clothing if it wasn't for the small amount of staining around the impact - it seemed that it had only cut through what cloth it needed to in order to reach his shoulder.
"That shouldn't be an issue. What did you have to say about it, in particular? I wasn't able to get a full analysis on it, yet."