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Who: The Berserias and the Zestirias.
Broadcast: No.
Action: Lounge of the Wonderduck.
When: August 20th.

[As relaxing as the vacation in the Kayanni system had been, there was still something that weighed on Eleanor’s mind. Calibrations hadn’t been easy on anyone, and even a month later, she still felt on edge. Among other things, calibrations had highlighted just how little information was shared between Velvet’s group and Sorey’s.]

[They were trying to hide things, per se, but there were some conversation topics that didn’t come up naturally. Even if the two groups were over a thousand years apart, there was something to be said about sharing knowledge. After all, considering the lifespan of the Malakhim, it was likely the information would be relevant to at least some of their group.]

[It takes the better part of a week, but each of the relevant parties will be contacted by Eleaanor in some way. The meeting is set for the 20th of August in the evening, in the lounge of the Wonderduck. The lounge itself is still quite small, but nine people can still fit reasonably comfortably, and there are a even few snacks and drinks set up around the room for anybody who needs (or wants) to eat.]

[Anybody who arrives early is welcome to take a seat, or to flag down Eleanor as she goes to and from the kitchen.]

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[There's someone eyeballing that hellion. How Dezel manages to do it without visible eyes is anyone's guess, but it feels like Rokurou is being watched-- and he might even detect a faint touch of air on his shoulder, as if testing him.]

[ ill fite u ]

[ But no really, Rokurou's senses for potential fights have been hyperaware ever since his regular fights stopped, so he's definitely got that feeling buzzing through him when he glances over for the source of that buzz. ]

[ Ah yes, creeping malaks. That's nothing new, but the malak sure is. ]

Hey.

... Hey.

[He adjusts his hat, tucks it a little lower, but his teeth are in a definite sharky scowl.]

You don't seem like a normal hellion. [But then again, Velvet's not like the Lord of Calamity that Sorey and the others knew, either.] Are you suppressing your true form or what?

[ ... Those really are some shark teeth. Not enough to intimidate Rokurou (the guy traveled with Velvet after all), but just enough to get his attention. ]

Nope, sorry. What you see is all I've got.

[ And he does give a slight toss of his hair, to reveal the reddened eye covered by his bangs and the black markings across the right side of his face but, really. That's it. ]

[They look about the same percentage non-human, it seems. Dezel doesn't quite pick up on the details. He's not going to go poking at someone's face if he doesn't know them, either.

He shrugs.]

You all look the same to me.

Uhhh, if you're saying I look just like Velvet...

[ He makes it a point to glance over openly at the very non-Rokurou-shaped Lord of Calamity. ]

I'm not actually sure if that's a compliment or not. She probably wouldn't like the comparison though.

You're pretty close in height and have long black hair.

[A pause.]

She tends to show more skin, though.

[ Well. ]

[ The wind malak set this up, so really Rokurou only has one response he can make at this point. ]

Is... that a request?

[His scowl twitches deeper.]

W-what?! No. Keep your clothes on, Zaveid's bad enough.

Hey, I was just asking. It sounded like you had a complaint about my clothing amount.

[ Not really, but at least Dezel's not giving him the look he was earlier. Probably, the hair makes it hard to tell. ]

I couldn't care less what you wear. I don't see like you people do.

[welcome to grumptown, aka eizen 1.0]

Yeah? So how do you see?

[ As if Rokurou would be deterred by a little grumpiness. ]

I read the wind. It tells me what I need to know.

[... that's true.]

Yeah? That's cool, but how much does it tell?

[ Like does he know the insanity of colors that is Rokurou's outfit? ]

[Dezel could just tell him.

But instead:]

Fight me and find out.

[ Wow. ]

[ Dezel is now Rokurou's favorite Zestiria, sorry Zaveid. But there's no faster to Rokurou's good side than picking a fight with him. Even if he's still lacking in proper weapons. ]

It'd be my pleasure.