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[beforethescar]

Characters: Isa, Justin
Content: Isa and Justin meet for the first time.
Setting: Aboard the Convoy
Time: In Antrim, when it's still foggy, after Isa's training log.
Warnings: May contain derp.

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[scaredbrilliant]

Justin's walks through the ship, when he had nothing else to do, took him by the training room more often than not. Not that he wanted to interrupt Ulquiorra at work. He almost never came in, anyway. Just walked by once or twice, for no very good reason - but there was no very good reason to pick any one route over another in the first place.

This was one of these days, and he would have gone back to reading in his cabin after stretching his legs a little, if he hadn't noticed a boy he didn't know leaving the training room just as he turned the corner.

"Hello." He greeted him politely enough, but he did look curious. A bit uncertain. This was Antrim, after all, and hardly the place to let strangers pass unquestioned. "I don't think I've seen you before..."

[beforethescar]

Isa had really been hoping not to be spoken to. Still, he refused to look shifty, no matter how much he felt it. Instead he stood, straight backed, his expression set, and hoped to hell that he didn't look as out of place as he felt.

"I'm not from this ship," he answered, eyeing the stranger warily. He didn't look threatening, but people didn't have to.

He felt that weird, sick feeling that he knew was excitement and fear. He always got it when he was in some place he wasn't supposed to be, and it was worse when he was challenged.

But what was the worst that could happen? He got thrown off the ship? He'd weathered that kind of thing before.

[scaredbrilliant]

Justin smiled, trying his best not to look like he suspected him of anything untoward, far less meant to throw him out. He didn't like making people nervous, and didn't really think the boy was doing anything wrong. In the unlikely case that he was, not looking suspicious was still the best thing to do.

Still, he couldn't very well let him off with just that answer, even if security wasn't his job.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. "Visiting someone?" It was the most reasonable suggestion.

[beforethescar]

"Sort of," Isa replied, after an awkward moment during which he considered his options. He didn't want to potentially drop Ulquiorra in it, although it was hard to imagine Ulquiorra being in any situation he couldn't just lineface his way through.

"Someone's training me," he offered, realising that 'sort of' was not a good enough answer.