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[voice_of_animus]

[Caim is officially in the area. He's been given a room and an occupation. He doesn't even have to share with anyone. Isn't he a lucky guy? His room is barren. Of course it is. He came with nothing, except his sword, armour, and the clothes he wore. He's not wearing the armour, but he is wearing the same clothes, bloodstained and wonderful. Wearing

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[whitetoxin]

[And there on the end is someone who is saying just as little. Vianca is not usually one for responding to things on the network, but the bloodstained clothing has caught her attention.]

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[voice_of_animus]

[Another person with a staring contest. How... fascinating. She's very... She actually looks remarkably eerie. But eerie is something Caim is accustomed to.

He leans forward in his chair to get a better look at her. And then he writes.]

"Hello."

[There. That wasn't so hard.]

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[whitetoxin]

[Vianca continued to watch him, not really doing much of anything besides blinking.]

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[And then she nodded slightly. Hello to you too.]

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[voice_of_animus]

[Okay. Eerie is an understatement. She speaks less than he does. Is that what it's like to talk with him?

How... interesting.]

"Are you mute?"

[What a world it would be if she were.]

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[whitetoxin]

[A small shake of her head. She was not. Vianca tilted her head, watching him rather expectantly.

Was he?]

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[voice_of_animus]

"Then you are delightfully quiet."

[Quieter than Furiae. It's...]

"It is a little charming."

[This is the closest he's come to chuckling since he's arrived. Maybe he's delirious.]

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[whitetoxin]

[That inspired a small rise in her brows. The pikmin sat there for a moment going over this before she slowly eased her tiny hands over the keyboard in front of her. As hesitant as the initial motion was, the response came quickly.]

Charming.

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[voice_of_animus]

[At least it's not a mess of symbols like from that Ai girl. Still, he's not really sure how he's to take it.

He nods.]

"Charming. To some extent."

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[whitetoxin]

[To some extent. She's not quite sure how to take that in return. She was rather certain this stranger was a bit mistaken with his word choices. Charming was better suited a word for... well, someone charming.

She shook her head again.]

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[voice_of_animus]

[This is strangely comfortable. It's nice to feel like he's in control. He hates not being in it. He hates the idea of being a pawn to someone else. Caim is his own man. And whoever this girl is... Her lack of speech makes him feel not quite so out of place.

He turns his attention onto his notepad.]

"Have you a name?"

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[whitetoxin]

[She looks back to the notepad and gives an affirmative nod.

... Oh. That was it.]

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[voice_of_animus]

[You're so helpful, aren't you? Good thing Caim doesn't mind.

Give him a few moments as he looks between Vianca and his notepad. He furiously scribbles.

...And a few minutes later, he lifts it for her.

For a brief sketch, it's not bad. Not pristine, mind you, but he has an eye for people.]

"May I have it?"

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[whitetoxin]

[Well you see, Caim, you were the one covered in bloodstains. Since you were not actively bleeding or exhibiting any signs of needing help, Vianca felt it was safe to be somewhat wary.

The sketch was a surprise, though she did not show it. She actually rather liked it, but she didn't show that either.

Instead she pointed at him briefly, keeping her expression steady and expectant. You first.]

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[voice_of_animus]

[He looks down to himself and sits back comfortably in his chair.

He flips a page in his notepad and nods ever so slightly. Yes. He understands what she wants out of him. No, he doesn't mind.

So he writes out his name carefully for her.]

"Caim."