Van of the Awkwardly Inappropriate Entrances

[party_vanned]

-Just outside the base's entrance, a man has appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. Dressed in a ringed black hat and a striking swallowtail coat, the man is almost inhumanly lanky, his long legs flowing in a peculiar pattern as he takes bumbling, yet somehow assured strides. Blinking his dull, vacant eyes, the man scratches the back of his neck,

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Greetings from the Creeper

[lionheartgirl]

*Van may or may not have seen a young girl with a sock puppet on her hand watching him from a hallway as he wandered around trying to locate food. It's a little hard to tell whether he was imagining it or not, since if he tries to confirm this, she seems to have already vanished*

Woah, what the hell?

[party_vanned]

-A sudden chill runs down Van's spine as he gets the distinctive creeping feeling that he's being watched.-

Huh, was that...? No, it couldn't have been...

-Van soon shakes it off and continues on his way.-

[hotcyborgchick]

*Decidedly burnt out of her incredulous-reserves, Renais responds by pointing in the mess hall's general direction, before trying to make her way around the man-sized roadblock.*

[party_vanned]

-Van unintentionally (or perhaps intentionally) ends up blocking her path every time she tries to maneuver around him.-

Thanks, girl. Do you know where the leader-chief-type-person is around here? I, eh... might've made a bit of a mess... probably should ask him where in the world I am, too.

[hotcyborgchick]

If you keep on long enough, I'm sure Major Prisken'll get off his tuffet and save you the trouble. Because if you can't even figure out-- that you're next to the firing range-- *after being intercepted in escape several times* What is wrong with you?

[party_vanned]

-Van is almost blissfully oblivious.-

Say, girl, can you tell me where I am? This base is awfully confusing. I don't think I've ever been to a place like this, either.

[second_runner]

Asking for food can be dangerous around these parts.

[party_vanned]

Oh? How come?

[princessmoemoe]

Oh, please, do not be a pissing off person!

I will be happy to prepare you anything you like.

Hm... wonder if Van could handle Nia's cooking. Iron stomach?

[party_vanned]

-Van blinks confusedly at Nia, having never quite seen anyone like her before.-

Uh... err, well... that'd be great, actually.

But there's one thing, though.

[getter_beam]

Keep it down dammit! You might be annoying someone who is VERY HUNGOVER!

[party_vanned]

Well, that sure wasn't my fault, was it? I don't drink. Seems like you shouldn't, either.

Hey, if you've got time to yell at me, you've got time to tell where to go. Just saying.

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[getter_beam]

Are you saying it's MY fault?

[getter_beam]

I oughta kick your ass just on principle! *PUNCH INNA FACE!*

[fortunately, hungover!Ryouma is not very dangerous, and instead of obliterating Van's nose, he misses completely and performs a magnificent faceplant. He then goes back to sleep stretched out on the floor.]