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[spoileddream]

[This hallway near the South Wing is quiet. Too quiet. A few lights dangle and sway from the ceiling, casting uneven shadows over the walls, the floor, everywhere really. Seems like someone could jump out of the shadows at any moment and catch their prey quiet unaware]

[So are you the hunter or the hunted?]

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[amemoryhalved]

[Well, it hadn't been quite a month since he had last talked to that peculiar version of Tyki (Solo) but Joyd figured he might as well find the man's residence. He barely had any time between fits of scar pain and trying to figure out what the hell Fourteenth had done to Lavi in his head to do things.

Yet he still hums "Brown-Eyed Girl" as he walks down the hall, hands in his pockets. It keeps him from noticing the quiet, eye watching the shadows warily though none of it shows in his face.]

[spoileddream]

Nonsense~ You saw the little display earlier, didn't you. A good part of that was done by my dear sweet brother Kanda. He also used to travel around causing mischief with one just like yourself.

I don't discriminate against Family, Bookman Junior. As long as they stand with us.

[amemoryhalved]

Actually, no. I didn't. I was busy trying to get a hold of Booky after Fourteenth toyed with him.

[Growls.] I am not Booky. [The indifference might have rubbed off on Joyd but he has his own name.] I'm Joyd, the Noah of Pleasure.

[spoileddream]

Oh~ ♥ Someone a bit protective of their host? Is that what you haven't just swallowed him whole yet?

[amemoryhalved]

I haven't been able to get control prior to coming here. His training gets in the way.