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Who: Dr. Stein and you!
Where: The plaza
When: Right after his arrival! (Tuesday, Jan 29)
Status: Open

[There are some people who don't mind getting soaked to the skin. There are some people who do mind it. Stein is one of those people who acts a bit like a wet cat, removing his lab coat and shaking it out, carding his hands through his hair and trying to flick out the water, and making an annoyed expression at the general wetness involved in arriving in Vatheon.

This does mean that the tall, scarred man with the metal bolt stuck through his head is not exactly looking where he's going.]

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Yeah.

[It's been a long, long time.]

...And my birthday was a few days ago, I'm 17 now. The only other person from our world that's here is Kid, Soul...was, or is but in a coma, but I don't think he's coming back.

[He wonders if he's still sane in Maka's timeline, if he's fallen completely apart and been put down like a rabid dog, or if he's still able to maintain enough semblance of sanity to stay in a teaching position.]

That's a pity. I would have liked to see his Death Scythe form.

...He looks kind of like a bird.

[Maka what.]

Which is appropriate since we can fly, though it's not the reason we can.

[... a bird... hmmm.]

A toucan?

[He'll get into the Grigori topic in a bit.]

Yeah! A toucan!

Anyway, there's a brochure you can look at for the rest of the information about Vatheon. [And he'll get handed one right now.] And, uh...if you want to come over to the villa, get something warm to eat and drink, you're free to. My boyfriend's a great cook.

[Oh was that too much information again.]

[....

....

hold the phone.]

Your, uh, boyfriend?

[Maka, you made the professor say "uh".]

...Yes, boyfriends tend to be a thing that happen when you're in the same place for years.

[She can't even bring herself to be embarrassed anymore.]

Does this boyfriend of yours have a name?

That depends, are you going to antagonize or threaten him?

...Sir?

[Face it, Maka, you've missed him.]

Probably both.

[Where'd that scalpel come from?]

No.

[And that's final.]

We've been together six months, he hasn't hurt me and he's not going to. You know as well as anybody I wouldn't tolerate that.

I know you wouldn't. [He reaches out, pats her head.]

Still, it's my job to put the fear of god into anyone who considers you a romantic partner.

[akdjflkasjdf WHY--]

Hey!

His dad's a priest, that'd be redundant!

Is his father here?

Yeah, he's a new arrival just like you.

[...Foreboding.]

I'll have to talk to him. [Fatherly plotting to ruin the lives of the children they care about.]

What's his name?

Shiro Fujimoto. He's living with us currently.

I'm sure we'll have a lot to talk about.

As long as you don't bother Rin.

I won't bother him unless he gives me a reason to bother him.

He won't.

[Huff!]

Anyway, did you want to come over or not?

Of course I do.

Okay. I'll call Rin and let him know you're coming.

[That's when she walks away a few feet to call and leave a message on Rin's voicemail. Dang, when did Maka get so cagey and borderline mistrustful?? Maybe it has something to do with that weird wavelength that's still there, huh? Hmmm...

She clicks her SFC off a few seconds later and comes back over.]

Our house isn't too far away, but I'd still recommend using those towels anyway!

[...And she's going to start walking.]

[Oh he actually figured that was normal teenager behavior.]

A whole house? How many of you are there?

[How many people are there, mentally counting it off--]

Me, Kid, Rin, his friends Bon and Shiemi, my friends John and Rose and their siblings Jade and Dave, Night and Father Fujimoto is a recent resident.