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[grimreaping]

[ It's the middle of the night, and someone's not sleeping. But there are light footsteps on the rooftops, and a whisper of black cloth trailing just along the edge of your window as someone's checking up on you. Why tonight? You might have to ask, or guess. ]

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[ OOC: Dated to the night of the 19th. Kid is looking through windows like a

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[demonicbookworm]

[Ruca doesn't seem to notice anything, while he's reading a really thick book.

...And if one will take a good enough look they might notice that there's a lot of books in Ruca's room actually... Just as expected from a bookworm.]

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[grimreaping]

[ Kid stops for a moment, just resting lightly, because that kind of peaceful scene is exactly what's making him feel better at the moment. He needs to see a city where people are calm and orderly and Ruca reading a book exactly fits that bill. ]

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[demonicbookworm]

[Ruca sighs a bit, looking away from the book.

The truth is that after his best friend - Spada left so suddenly, Ruca started to feel even more homesick than usual.

As he thinks about home again, his gaze wanders to the window and...]

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[demonicbookworm]

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[Noticing the dark figure outside the window, makes him jump... which causes the thick book he was reading to fall on the floor with a loud thud.

It is quite a relief he’s living in such a big castle... because if he wasn’t, the noise might wake someone up.]

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[grimreaping]

[ Kid is chagrined. ]

I didn't mean to startle you.

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[demonicbookworm]

Kid?

[He walks up to the window.]

Ah, n-no, it's... okay.

[He opens the window.]

Um, come... in?

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[grimreaping]

[ settles lightly on the ledge, long enough for the cloak to appear to shrink to fit the opening, and Kid slips inside ]

Forgive me for disturbing you so late.

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[demonicbookworm]

[Smiles.]

It's fine... really.

[As Kid is inside, Ruca closes the window, then turns to Kid again.]

Um... would you like some tea...?

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[grimreaping]

Oh. [ awkward ] Yes, that'd be very nice.

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[demonicbookworm]

Great.

[He smiles, but if someone’s awkward here, then it would be definitely Ruca.]

Could you... wait here a moment then? I'll be back in a moment with the tea.

[And with this, he's gone, leaving Kid in the this rather ordinary room.

...The book Ruca dropped earlier is still on the floor, completely forgotten.]

[ooc: just a note: feel free to make kid notice ruca's soul anytime you want o/]

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[grimreaping]

Ah, certainly.

[ Kid leans down and picks up the dropped book, and sets it on the desk.

Then he adjusts its position slightly.

And then again.

By the time Ruca will return, Kid is sitting cross-legged on the floor, cloak folded neatly next to him, with piles of books surrounding and organizing them to whatever order dictates his brain. ]

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[demonicbookworm]

[And then Ruca come back with two cups of tea... but he was certainly not expecting this when he comes back.]

Kid?

[...Ah, but Ruca should know better by now... right?

But there are a lot of books in this room... and he's starting to wonder if Kid will decide to put them all in order.]

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[grimreaping]

[ Kid is going through the books at an impressive pace, sorting them first into one pile and then into another, layers of organization. Answering without looking up. ]

Yes?

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[demonicbookworm]

[Ruca's wondering whether he should tell Kid to stop, help him or just let him be. He decides to choose the last one, as he sets the teacups on the desk (he doesn't have a table in his room).]

I just... brought some tea.

[After saying that, he sighs, then brings another chair (one was already standing near the desk) and he simply watches as his books are now getting organized in a completely new order...]

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[grimreaping]

Oh, thank you very much. It smells excellent.

[ telling Kid to stop usually doesn't have much effect anyway ]

You've amassed quite a collection in here. You should build some shelves to keep them properly organized. Or I can build you some, if you'd like?

[ carrying on the conversation like NOTHING'S WEIRD ]

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[demonicbookworm]

[Ruca doesn't really mind... as long as his books are safe.]

Thank you. [He smiles softly.] Having some bookshelves would be nice, but... [a distant look.] ...Spada would probably say that this room is starting to look like a library.

[He says this, as he remembers his best friend’s dislike towards books. His best friend and former roommate...

It still is a hard thing to get used to, when someone like Spada leaves so suddenly.]