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[dieu_etmondroit]

[Arthur is standing in his front yard glancing around him as if he's looking for something.]

I can't hear them, see them. Where did they go? There's no way those bastards took this from me.

...Perhaps they just can't follow me here. That must be it.

Comments

[hell_inmyhead]

..."Them"?

[dieu_etmondroit]

[skjaaasda sneaky kid, have a jump]

Gah!

...Oh. Ah, yes, I was looking for my ...friends.

[hell_inmyhead]

[Chrona's not sneaky D: She's just. Very quiet.]

W-What friends...?

[dieu_etmondroit]

[Like its completely normal]

The fairies, of course.

[choosemetolive]

What are you doing?

[dieu_etmondroit]

[Maybe I shouldn't look crazy while standing in the front yard, hm.]

Oh! Miss Yuno. Ah, I was just ...trying to locate my friends.

[choosemetolive]

Your friends don't come here. We're totally cut off.

[dieu_etmondroit]

I'm beginning to see that. The magic blocking this place must be immense.

[eupathetic]

[Should have used the back yard, Arthur.]

Where did who go?

[dieu_etmondroit]

[It's harder to see out there. /nod]

Friends.

[eupathetic]

Maybe they're busy.

[dieu_etmondroit]

It's been since I've arrived here. I don't think that's the cause.

[takeyour_soul]

[And of course Maka can't resist making an encounter with the loopy man who's talking to himself in the front yard.]

A...Are you okay, sir?

[dieu_etmondroit]

[He's not crazy! not completely. Well.]

Hm? Ah, rather well, thank you. Just looking for my friends.

[takeyour_soul]

...They're probably not just going to show up at your house. Or, well, did you invite them over first?

[dieu_etmondroit]

The fairies have a tendency to find me regardless of where I am.

Except it seems this place is keeping even them out.

[bogusmagicker]

[dieu_etmondroit]

...Oh!

Hello, there.

[bogusmagicker]

. . . What are you doing?

[dieu_etmondroit]

Looking for my friends.