Invasion of the Anzens

[tailsofwoe]

Who: Some Anzens & you
When: July 29
Where: Dorms
What: just friendly people being good neighbors
Warnings: N/A

[ Knock knock, open up, there is some number of Anzens at your door.

A pretty lady in sky blue smiles and waves. ]

Good evening. Hopefully this isn't a bad time? Enough time has passed that we figured it was a good idea to check in and make proper introductions.

You'll have to forgive the lack of housewarming gift. We're a bit shorthanded at the moment, which I'm sure you can relate to.

[ From behind her peers a perfectly average guy with tousled hair dressed in sky blue slacks. He gives a friendly wave! ]

We did think about it, though.

[ GIVE BROWNIE POINTS ]

Comments

[presgarddihellis]

[... honestly, assuming that this is the act he has going on for his group.

how long can he keep it up, though? curious.]

Not at all. Please. Feel free to have a seat.

[gestures to couch]

[ordimame]

[TRY HIM]

Oh-- thanks.

[he will plop down on one of the cushions, then!]

I've met a few people from your class, but not all of them. How are you getting along?

[presgarddihellis]

We're a fairly independent group, for the most part.

Though perhaps... for some... a little too independent.

[ordimame]

[oh. . .? blinks a bit in open bemusement]

"For some?" . . . for you?

[presgarddihellis]

[slow look right at him.]

Are you trying to imply something, Mr. Puck?

[ordimame]

[a very polite smile right back!]

I'm not sure what you're talking about, Smith-san.

[presgarddihellis]

[Look here, you wannabe Clown...]

One of our members decided to forego his protective charm.

It did not go well, to say the least.

That is what I mean to say.

[ordimame]

[what do you mean "wannabe" :)]

[blinks a little as he suddenly seems to put two-and-two together]

. . . was it the guy with longer brown hair?

[presgarddihellis]

[post proof of clown makeup or retract.]

Young Mister Naoto, yes.

[ordimame]

[TOUCHE. . .]

. . . I hadn't even considered the possibility of ditching my charm. They seemed kind of important.

When I met him, he was pretty. . . out of it?

[presgarddihellis]

He was.

He threw books at my head and thought I was out to do him harm.

I very much believe this backs up the theory of those charms being protection.

[ordimame]

[hn. . . but if that's true, that begs the question--]

Who gave them to us?

[presgarddihellis]

They were on us from the beginning.

That, along with the warning on the board and the clues in the journals... perhaps it's our individual... ah, "patrons", maybe?

[ordimame]

["patrons," huh. . .]

. . . maybe. That does seem like a safe bet.

But where are they, then?

[presgarddihellis]

That is the question, isn't it...

[ordimame]

And not a single possible answer in sight. . .

[presgarddihellis]

But many pieces.

[ordimame]

[grunts]

Maybe five pieces to a three-thousand piece jigsaw puzzle, sure.

[presgarddihellis]

It's far more than five, but I didn't say that it was enough to complete the puzzle.

[ordimame]

You're more optimistic than I am.

[or maybe he's just capable of seeing more pieces than Puck is. . . ? either-or!]

[presgarddihellis]

I'd say I simply have more experience in these matters, in where and how to look at the different angles.

[Lord of Mysteries... lol.]

[ordimame]

[with a mild hint of irritation that he is clearly trying to suppress]

Sure, go ahead and brag about it while you can, huh?

[presgarddihellis]

[should he be this amused about some of that irritation showing? probably not.]

With your permission, of course.

[ordimame]

[. . .]

[asshole]

[smoothing out his features back to his pleasant customer service smile]

I imagine your experience will come in pretty handy, though. And speaking of—

Are you any good in a fight?

[presgarddihellis]

[got 'im.]

It depends on the kind of fight. But I am currently limited in most of my offensive capabilities, unfortunately.

[BEING NERFED SUCKS!!!]