* bed, always meticulously made * table with two chairs, vase of fresh purple flowers (the type varies) and a chessboard * desk and chair with various books from the library, neatly stacked * a curious arrangement of seemingly random items that seem to never be in the same spot they were before: > bag of blue marbles, a blue rock, a bottle made of blue glass * a light woodsy fragrance with notes of water scents the room * enough haircare products to make up a counter at sephora in his bathroom
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[ Hey, LB, any traces of where the thread could've originated from? ]
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If you want to open up the window and look out, you're free to.
[ He's not doing anything... but he is confused about this thread. How the hell did it get here? ]
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He's gonna just peek out the window, then? Hello? ]
Uh...
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we know you're always looking up.looks like there's a metal heap of something on the pavement below. it's hard to tell what it could be from here but...
musashi might be dead. ]
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Well. ]
My condolences.
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SHUT UP.Hello??? Yamato will bend down to pick it up, and he turns to look at Kurapika. Do you see this. Do you see this shit. ]
What the hell?
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[ Genuinely.
Sorry, he can't provide much comfort here. ]
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What are you two looking at?
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Yamato's vacuum is ruined.
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[ What the hell happened here.
To Khun: ]
Do you know anything?
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[ his smile is light and cool. ]
No. If I did, don't you think I would have said something?
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[ He crosses his arms. Seriously, Khun? ]