[OPEN] knockin' on heaven's door

[peripheries]

WHO: Kaworu Nagisa and fellow members of Brimston.
WHAT: Being a nosy little brat
WHERE: Brimstone Dorm
WHEN: Soon after arrival
WARNINGS: Nothing now. Will warn if anything comes up.



[Hello, fellow member of Brimstone.

A day or after you arrive, someone will come knock on your door.

Well, technically, first he grabs the handle and tries to open the door. There's a pause and then the knock. It's not a soft, inquiring knock, it's an energetic knock that goes on much longer than really necessary, like it's done by someone who doesn't understand a knock is a request and not a summons.

If you answer the knock, or come across him knock on yours/a day, he'll drop his hand and look at you with an amused curiosity.]

So. Who are you then?

[Yup, that's it. That's the important question at the center of all this knocking.]

((OOC: Feel free to use this post for anything Brimstone related. I am just very busy this weekend and wanted to toss something up in case I miss the text mingle.

Freel free to hit me up at PM, worldtype/worldtype at Discord for anything!))

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[wheft]

[ kaworu might be aware of this by now, but in case he isn't -- there are only three women in brimstone, and all of them are redheads in varying degrees. the one greeting him on this fine day is of the ginger kind, her wildfire hair sticking up every which way as she returns the boy's amused gaze with a grumpy leer, her arms crossed over her chest. ]

Really? Not even a "hello"?

[ the hell kind of greeting is that, ]

[peripheries]

[Kaworu did not notice that. Because he's an idiot and also because he pays more attention to boys than girls because he's also an idiot in that way.]

Is a greeting that important?

[wheft]

[ the more he knows............ ]

Obviously. Well, not compared to actual introductions, but it helps in improving my first impression of you.

[peripheries]

I see. So if I make a better impression, you'll answer me?

[As though you can vend answers by paying greetings.]

[wheft]

[ SHRUG ]

Sure. Gimme your best shot.

kaworu my boy.....

[skirm]

( it doesn't take long for wanderer to realize he had been assigned the loudest and messiest team in lilith. there's a guy who doesn't know indoor voices, there's his neighbor whose face he'd rather not see at all, and then there's this. people without basic etiquette, lousy thieves or, and wanderer sincerely wish this was the case, an actual enemy. who's to say lilith is even entirely safe, to begin with? besides, he's the first room in the brimstone hallway. of course most things will likely come to happen to him first... which is good, because he's no easy target, but also annoying, because he'd rather be left alone.

all in all, well - at least wanderer answers the door... though he does so while harnessing anemo in one of his hands in case he has to blast it at whoever tried to get into his room without permission. he's greeted, instead, with the sight of a boy who barely looks like a fighter, and wanderer disperses the void of anemo gathered in his palm. )

Hmph. Of course someone who tries to break into someone else's room doesn't understand basic manners. Why should I tell you anything when I don't know who you are?

here's karl...

[peripheries]

I knocked on the door.

[Just because it was a total afterthought should not negate the fact that it was done! Apparently.]

Because we're teammates. And that means we're supposed to work together.

[And so it means you should answer his questions.]

here comes best boy!!

[skirm]

( ... give him a moment to really absorb the sheer stupidity of that logic. he'll need it.

why does everyone he comes across want to work together. does wanderer look like someone who works together with anyone??? )

Introduce yourself first before you ask for anyone else's name.

( is that too much to ask for? apparently. )

best of da worst

[peripheries]

[Well, Kaworu doesn't really know what features would preclude someone to wanting to work together but he is fascinated by the concept of teammates and is very willing to do so for this very reason. He's never met so many people before.]

I'm Kaworu Nagisa.

And you are?

that's truly what makes him the best tbh

[skirm]

( cue the squinting, as though trying to gauge whether that name is real or not. ultimately it doesn't matter, really. names are so easily discarded.

wanderer sighs, giving in. )

I don't have a name. Call me whatever you like.

[notscar]

[ he doesn't expect anyone to knock, let alone do it in a normal way. given the kinds of personalities that live in this block of the base, leona more or less thought someone would break into it by now.

so when he does open his door, he's... immediately suspicious. ]

Why.

[ like. why, bro. he was in a deep nap sesh ]

[peripheries]

Because I want to know. And because we're on the same team.

[So clearly, this is a personal and not a strategic move.]

[notscar]

[ stares a little longer before letting out a heavy sigh, ears twitching. ]

Name's Leona.

[ continues to glare. ]

[peripheries]

[He certainly must be glaring at something in the distance because Kaworu is quite certain he has done nothing to be deserving of such a thing.]

Leona. What's that on your head?

[notscar]

What.

[ they wiggle again, almost on cue ]

You never see ears before?

[agnitio]

[ Huh?

Pavia tilts his head at the door - hearing the jiggling of the handle and wonder if some fool has come to try to kill him. This is a very normal and not at all strange response to have!

Ah, well. Let's see what they have on them. He already is musing on what trinket that he is going to take as a souvenir. Idly, he hopes the person has a ring. He naturally lost all of his when he was summoned.

Opening the door, he blinks. ]

Hah? [ He says a little louder. ] Pavia. [ His eyes roll up, thinking. ] Not much of a hitman if you don't know where your prey is hiding. But I guess I'm not the one that you're hunting.

[ Stepping back, he opens the door: ] Come in, come in. Since you wanted in so badly, it seems wrong not to offer you a seat.

[peripheries]

[And the kid comes right in and drops into the desk chair like this is a regular occurance. It is nice to be offered a seat. Perhaps if someone came to visit Kaworu, he could also offer them a seat and that would please them.]

I'm Kaworu Nagisa.

What's a "hitman"?

[agnitio]

Huh. You really just walk into someone's house like you own it, huh? Whatever... it isn't like I own this place, either.

[ Pavia stands there for a second and tosses out his snide comments. Comments that he is saying out into an empty hallway rather than snipping at the young man's back. Because, even though he offered, he's surprised that the offer was accepted with little to no hesitation.

Still, with a flick of his wrist, the door closes and he follows after to find his own seat. ]

And a hitman. It's you, isn't it? [ He tilts his head. ] Perhaps not. [ And he switches back to answering. ] Well, it's an assassin. A person that comes to kill someone on the orders of someone else. Usually for money.

[ A beat. ] Usually for stupid reasons, too. [ Ha-ha-ha. ]

So, Kaworu. What business do you have with me?

[peripheries]

[He sure does! Kaworu examines the room before Pavia comes in, confirming that it's very much like his own and reminds him of the apartment he was given in Tokyo-III.]

That seems like a strange thing to do for money. But humans do seem to care about money very much.

[That's why they work in stores and such even if they don't like it.]

My business is that I want to know about the people who were recruited for this mission like I was. I have never been part of a team or worked much with others and I want to learn what it's like.

[agnitio]

You can get a lot of things for money. Gelato, for one, is the best purchase anyone can make.

[ He makes small gestures with his hands as he talks, waving them lightly in the air and pointing at the ceiling at words that he feel are important. ]

That so? I've been part of a lot of teams. My poor teammates always have complaints about it. I wonder what you will complain about first... since it's your first time working with a group. [ Throwing his head back, he laughs - sharp and loud. He pauses and blinks - staring up above him. ]

Still... you use the word 'humans.' That's interesting. Are you also an arcanist?

[thundercrashes]

[When Manjoume answers, he initially seems harried, like as if he was expecting the deliverance of bad news or something, before he squints upon seeing who this is.

Oh hey, it's that one guy from the welcome party...?]

Seriously? That's what you were knocking so loudly for?

[Did Manjoume seriously forget to exchange names already at the party? ... Actually, given what they had been talking about at said party, the answer to this is likely a yes.]

[peripheries]

Yes. I had to knock loudly to make sure that you heard me.

[He does recognize this guy. But at the same time... apparently doesn't find that it's worth mentioning! The fact that their failure to exchange names is a bit unusual has gone over his head.]

[thundercrashes]

[Manjoume sighs, leaning against the door here with his arms crossed in response. Fine, he'll introduce himself--it's probably better for him to know the names of the people he's supposed to be on a team with here anyway.]

Manjoume Jun. And you are?

[peripheries]

Nagisa Kaworu.

Since we're teammates and had a previous meeting, we should be friends.

[RIGHT TO THE CHASE.]

[thundercrashes]

You don't beat around the bush, do you?

[However, despite the offer of friendship, Manjoume doesn't step aside to allow Kaworu entry yet as he squints at the other.]

Is that the only reason you want to be friends? Just because it would be easier if we were while we're also on the same team here?