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[homoenculus]

Who: Irisviel, residents of ΠΛ, anyone
When: Day 52, evening
Where: Apt ΠΛ
What:

[And then there was a polite, if tentative, knock on Pi-Lambda's door]

Comments

[dasschlechtende]

[door opening!]

What a timid knock!

[homoenculus]

[dropping her hand! ... you're unexpected]

Was it? Ah, well, I apologize for visiting so late in the evening...

[cloakanddaikon]

[Calling from the smaller room beside the bedroom.]

Please answer the door properly, Gilbert.

[dasschlechtende]

[I DO WHAT I WANT]

[dasschlechtende]

[I'm the best kind of surprise

But pausing upon actually seeing the knocker.

... '-' albino colooooors]

--Einzbern, right? You here for Zexion?

[homoenculus]

I was actually looking for someone, but I wouldn't mind speaking with Zexion as well... Was he expecting me?

[gestaltwandler]

[. . . sorry for letting Prussia get the door]

[dasschlechtende]

[there was no letting. there is only my awesome]

[gestaltwandler]

Answer the door properly.

[dasschlechtende]

Maybe if she knocked better...

[homoenculus]

[It was going to happen sooner or later. Nodding to politely]

Good evening.

[gestaltwandler]

[nods back, politely]

Good evening, ma'am.

[unwieldyfate]

[well I was also in the middle of helping arrange things, when Prussia opened the door]


I-Irisviel?

[dasschlechtende]

[why you making a face at a pretty German lady]

[unwieldyfate]

[and that is only one out of a millionty faces I have for her]

[homoenculus]

[My suspicions were correct]

Saber.

[unwieldyfate]

[wat is going on here!!! approaches]

Good evening, ah . . .

[gestaltwandler]

[. . . jiiiii]

[unwieldyfate]

[p-pls hold I am having some feelings about my notwife]

[cloakanddaikon]

[In the smaller of the Apt. Λ's two rooms, tugs the sheets on the new bed taut.]

Still slightly bare, but it should do for a start.

[homoenculus]

[... peering around the corner, tentatively]

Zexion, good evening.

[cloakanddaikon]

[There's no door yet, so it's easy enough to see. A comfortable double bed fills the end of the would-be washroom, and a barren bookcase waits against the wall.]

Irisviel. Good evening.

[fauxpast]

[ pay no heed to the spirit-form Servant stalking Iri :|b ]

[homoenculus]

[You are completely subtle and no one knows you're there at all, definitely]

[fauxpast]

[ I WILL FOOL AT LEAST 2 PEOPLE. ]