[ Yamato was so nice to him after Kurapika returned from the Central mission that he wants to check in, so... here he is, knocking on Yamato's door sometime in the afternoon. ]
Yamato? Are you in?
[ They all looked rather tired when they came back as well as argumentative, so Kurapika gave all of them a wide berth...
Also, he's still under the effects of a 24 hour truth wine. Sorry if he's mean. ]
Yeah. I think he's an expert at it, actually. As for the shirt thing, I really don't know what happened -- the energy from the moon rock probably had something to do with it.
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a couple of days post easties return
Yamato? Are you in?
[ They all looked rather tired when they came back as well as argumentative, so Kurapika gave all of them a wide berth...
Also, he's still under the effects of a 24 hour truth wine. Sorry if he's mean. ]
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Hey, I'm here. Wanna come in?
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As soon as Yamato steps aside, Kurapika will enter his room, giving a cursory glance around... has his decor changed... can he judge more of it... ]
How are you feeling? You're not ill, are you? I noticed you were missing a few things when you came back.
[ Like his shirt. ]
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[ Cuz he sure was sniffly before, but now? Not so much.
His decor still sucks. Sorry. ]
Missing my shirt? Yeah, don't ask me how that happened.
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[ So it's good to see he's been successful.
Kurapika takes a seat, crossing his legs as he leans back against the back of the chair. ]
No, I'd like to hear about it, actually.
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[ stares into the abyss ]
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[ Yamato, PLEASE. Kurapika gives him a blank, yet somehow judgmental, look. ]
The moon rock I encountered had an oppressive atmosphere... not one that I would ever describe as calling for stripping.