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[mrhanekoma]

[And if you look to your screen you will see a disgruntled Mr. H, wet from head to toe with hair flopping over his face. He pushes it to the side, peering over his sunglasses. You can tell he's scowling at the screen, he checks the commands on it before he jabs a few buttons, the screen flickers on and off and then back on where hey, look he's

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[untaught]

Let me ask some questions too!

Where aren't you and-or where are you supposed to be?

Have you seen Alice?

But I guess you wanted an answer too, huh? I'll give it a shot.

For three! You can get some coffee at a coffee shop, if I had to guess.

[video foreveerrrrr]

[mrhanekoma]

[Raising an eyebrow at you now but he takes this was ease.]

How am I supposed to know where I'm not supposed to be? I just arrived here. I am supposed to be in Shibuya though. Yet I'm not sure a stray like you would know where that is.

Alice? Don't know anyone by the name of that.

Brilliant! Coffee shops have coffee, I would have never guessed. [The sarcasm is dripping off his words, kitty cat.]

[video foreveerrrrr]

[untaught]

Can't say it rings a bell. Though I never expressed an interest in going there. Here is foreign to me too, which makes it interesting.

And Joshua isn't a name I'm familiar with either. Seems like we're both unhelpful.

That's too bad, your logic could use some fixing, then. [Oh, he knows it's sarcasm. But he'd never be deterred by it.]

[mrhanekoma]

Of course, of course. Foreign places hold the charm of the unknown, and the unknown is always interesting, always new.

Seems like it. Bummer.

Doesn't everyone's logic need tuning up once in a while? Maybe you should get yours checked in too.

1/2 [video]

[notating]

[He's more surprised then he sounds. Or looks. But that all happened before recording, now you just get a curious look as the device clicks on.]

I only get second on your list?

[video]

[notating]

I suppose I should be happy I beat coffee.

[video forever!]

[mrhanekoma]

Ha! Savor it while it lasts, kid, next time you won't be.

Now, give up the goods and tell me where I am.

[same!]

[notating]

What, no please? I was even thinking of bringing you to one of the coffee places around here, but if you're that eager I suppose it can wait. [see snotty/smug look in icon]

[whowasphones]

Whoa! Is that--

Mr. H!?

[mrhanekoma]

Wha- Oh! Phones, yo!

[He's picking up the device now and looking at the screen.] This isn't Shibuya, Phones.

[whowasphones]

Yeah, you're telling me. I can't believe even you're getting involved in this mess.

[mrhanekoma]

Ah well, you know me... [He drifts off, waving a hand before sobering up.] Anyway, where are we?

[spazalot]

Omigosh, Mr. H?! Are you okay??

[mrhanekoma]

[He's peering at the SFC before he smiles.] Shiki! Hey, sister, I'm alright -- don't worry about me. Just soaked to the bone, but all my limbs are in place. [Big grin.]

[spazalot]

But you'll catch cold if you don't dry off soon!

[mrhanekoma]

...

I might! Guess I need a towel.

[Video forever] also placeholder.

[guiltyguitar]

In the order you've asked: Vatheon, ja--spoke with the boy myself, he's got excellent fashion sense, and near the Middle district happens to be a rather lovely café, though they sell the raw beans at the market if you like to brew your own.

[ See how helpful Klavier can be? Though that statement about 'frequency'... hm. ]

[mrhanekoma]

Got it, I suppose his taste can pass as acceptable, and brew my own, really? Sounds interesting -- underwater java y'know? Will need to try it out once I'm dry.

[guiltyguitar]

Well, he has better taste than the locals, who have no idea they ruined a coat that cost me a good amount of money by dragging me through a saltwater bath before leaving me here.

[ SOB HIS POOR COAT. ] Frankly, you should be glad you came here after everyone has gone back to what can be considered 'normal', or I wouldn't be helping you right now, and might instead be investigating several homicides.

[mrhanekoma]

That's a bummer. [He says this but he really doesn't care how much your coat cost, fop.]

Homicides? [He frowns, not liking murder at all. Especially if people weren't given a chance, and who knew if there was a Game here?] That sounds dangerous, kid.