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[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

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McGucket and Marco will most certainly think that I had something to do with the lab. If they don't it's a Christmas Miracle. [ Oof. He's back to the jewelry, plucking at what colors he wants. ]

Kira and Mitsuhide are a match made in Hell. I thought I was rid of him when he became infatuated with Kira but he has decided he wants to come back for more too. He likes Jotaro, but he loves me because I'm not afraid of him. I ripped his throat out once. Pulled his tongue through it like those drug lords do. It was a satisfying after he went through the trouble of kissing me.

[ GROSS. ]

I guess I'm anxious. I'm usually so sure of myself.

[lowsteaks]

Yeah, but you didn't. It wasn't you.

[She looks like she wants to add something, but doesn't. Instead, her imagination is caught by the image of Kishibe-sensei ripping out Mitsuhide's tongue. She hasn't really met him in person, but she's seen pictures of him in her school text books so she can pretty much picture him anyway.

And there's something... well, almost good about thinking about that. About doing back something that violent to someone who creeped on you. She'd have ripped his tongue out too, she thinks.]

It's not your fault. There's lots of weird crap going on.

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I know I didn't do anything directly.

[ Many things are going through his head from anxiety. Poor boy. ]

I feel like there is more to that than what you are telling me...

[lowsteaks]

[Chie opens her mouth, closes it, considers what to say, then opens it again.]

McGucket Labs isn't usually on my way to work, Kishibe-sensei. I went back there on purpose.

[Welp.]

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[ His eyes go wiiiide... ]

You mean you...?

[ He points at her. ]

Don't speak in riddles, Chie. This isn't the time... [ BACK there? ]

[lowsteaks]

[Chie takes a second to listen with her bear senses to see if anyone in the castle is close enough to hear. When she's satisfied that no one is, bends to whisper in his ear:]

She gave me something to deliver for Her.

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[ Rohan GASPS... ]

What-- What did you bring there?

[lowsteaks]

It was power. Power that She gave me. I stopped right outside the building and poured it in and then I came back later 'cause I wanted to see what it did.

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[ Now that changes everything. Rohan's been having it hinted at him the whole time, hasn't he? ]

What a clever girl you are. [ His lips have curled up as he blindly picks a necklace made of green jewels and diamond-laid leaves. He puts that around his neck to cover up the lump from the key.] Remember that I said to be careful, Chie.

If they find out you did it... [ He turns to her and reaches to pinch her cheek-- just short of his claws. ] Come to me. I will have your back.

[lowsteaks]

[Yeah, she pretty much has been.]

I'm glad you think so, sensei.

[She beams at him.]

And yeah. If they go after me, I'll come to you. I promise.

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[ He pulls his hand back from there. ]

Good. Now... Run along and be careful. I have some things to tend to before I make... Any kind of decisions right now. I would like to be alone.

You may message me if you need anything.

[lowsteaks]

I will. Promise.

See you around, Kishibe-sensei!

[And girl and dog scramble down the stairs again in a clatter of noise.]