At a restuarant...

[stargathering]

[ "It's another curse," he thought at first, but the more he walked - and the more peaceful the place seemed - the less convinced he became of that assumption. It was too quiet to ever be the City. It didn't help that, turning back towards the building he had just left, the apartments were all gone from the corridors

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you're probably right. :')

[stargathering]

[ The sound of the apple hitting the counter brought Tyr's attention over to that direction, though the room still seemed incredibly dark compared to the bright sun outside.

But he didn't need to be able to see clearly to recognise that voice. Blinking the darkness away a bit, he responded uncertainly, with a bit of surprise in his voice. ]

Sheena? -- You're here, too?

[stargathering]

It isn't usually like this...

[ When he could see more clearly, he took second a look around, and... Wow, it was totally deserted. That mad Tyr pause for a moment before walking in and letting the door close behind him. ]

Anyway, it feels like it's been a long time... How have you been?

/joins the party

[mydearapple]

[There's a red-haired teenager resting his head (aka sleeping) at one of the tables in said restaurant. There's no telling how long he's been there, nor what he was doing there in the first place, but there's an open book set aside right next to the boy. He might have been waiting for someone at one point, but who really knows?

When the door opens, the sleepy teenager lifts his head slightly and looks in that direction, but it's not who he's looking for. However, instead of putting his head back down, he sits up a little. Huh. Did that guy say "Luc?"]

yaaay

[stargathering]

[ Although he can only make out an outline of the other young man, it's immediately obvious that he isn't Luc or Riou. Despite that, though, Tyr walks in further, letting the door fall shut behind him.

Bright red hair, sleepy look, book open in front of him. Definitely not anyone he had ever met before. At length, he asks: ]

... Did I disturb you?

[mydearapple]

[Caesar shakes his head, shrugging just a little bit. Not a yes or no answer, and he doesn't seem particularly bothered by being woken up. After he's given Tyr his "answer", there's a brief pause before he asks his own question.]

Did you say "Luc?"

[stargathering]

[ Tyr blinks, not expecting Luc's name to be known more readily than Riou's. ]

Yeah. Have you seen him?

/wanders in

[ahuetohold]

[Odessa stands still in the middle of a corridor, cold and dripping wet and alive. Alive. Despite the blood stain and rip in her tunic, the consequence she is certain she has seen is now nowhere to be felt. ... She wipes her face with the back of her hand. Questions won't answer themselves, will they? She starts walking toward the closest door.]

why, hello! o/

[stargathering]

[ Tyr enters the restaurant, wandering slowly while his eyes adjust to the dimmer lights. It's surprisingly still...

He thinks he hears footsteps coming from behind a door, and turns towards it while not approaching it. ]

Is someone there?

sorry I missed your last tag in d_m ;)

[ahuetohold]

[That sudden voice is startling enough to make her instinctively step back. Without her bow or a sword --she must have lost them in the sewer-- she knows she can't afford to hesitate. Not this time. She is ready to activate her rune when the familiarity of the voice hits her. Is it really...? But how...? ... One way to find out.]

... Did you give the earring to Flik as I asked of you?

It's quite alright! ;3

[stargathering]

[ At the sound of her voice, his blood ran cold. There was no way he could mistake that voice or those words. He was frozen in place for a moment before he could answer. ]

... It's been a long time, but that earring wasn't meant for Flik... [ Does he still...? He reaches into his pocket and retrieves it. ] And Mathiu wouldn't accept it... I... I still have it.

[ This had to be a curse, right? He was supposed to be uneasy, talking to a ghost's voice. ]

[everhoping]

[ A Riou casually rolls onto the floor before Tyr! ....He's half-asleep, forgive him. ]

Pork... buns...

[ /sleep. ]