Okumura Yukio

[That... Gets a slow blink from Allen, but he doesn't comment on it. Ammo is good, large amounts of it even better. They'll need everything they have to take on Libitina and her master.

He may also be kind of desensitised after seeing the massive amount of crap Link (the bitty one) was carrying.]

Hello! [ holds out his right forearm for Tim to land on, the golem's big enough that a finger doesn't really cut it anymore ] Meet Tim, short for Timcanpy. He's my golem.

[Right on cue, Tim flashes a grin at the brothers with all his pointy teeth, but it promptly inverts at the sight of Blacky. Don't you be eating Tim too, sir.]

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[To be fair, that giant flap? Looks to be filled with odd syringes. So it's not all ammo. There are several clips still visible, though.]

Are they common in your world? [Because heaven only knows what a golem is, or if it would even translate into terms from their own world.]

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[Rin leans closer to Timcanpy to get a better look and grins back with his own not quite as sharp teeth.]

Hey Tim. [Blacky jumps up on his shoulder and mews again. Rin looks at the cat.]

You heard him. He said it's not a bird. [Don't worry Timcanpy. You're too big for Blacky to try to eat at this size.]

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[Oh! In that case, he'll just assume the syringes help with the exorcisms somehow and leave it at that. Kind of odd, as are the pistols. Allen always assumed exorcists of this sort would be more partial to... Sorcery or something; perhaps long, incomprehensible incantations while waving ornate staffs around. (Don't judge him, he's not from the most enlightened of eras.) But a boy who can turn his left arm into a broadsword is hardly in a position to speak.]

Only within the Order in my world. We use them as communication devices.

[The corners of Tim's maw veers upwards again at Rin's comment, puffing up his...chest...or whatever passes for it in all his 15cm diameter's worth of golem pride. Damn right he's not a bird. Blacky gets another wary look, but Tim seems content to play nice for now.

Allen, meanwhile, is looking between Blacky and Rin.]

Oh, can you understand Blacky?

[He's starting to head outside as he speaks, tossing Tim the twig as casually as you'd throw a dog a bone. It disappears with an audible crunch.]

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[Allen's not that far off. One of the classes of meister that Yukio mentioned earlier still spouts bible verses to do the job. Some of them even have ornate staffs. It's all very old school.]

I see.

[Yukio follows, shooting Rin a cautionary look for a moment when he's sure Allen's back is too him. Pay careful attention to his fib, Nii-san.]

It's not uncommon for familiars to develop mental bonds with those they contract with.

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[Rin scratches at his head. It's sort of like the fib he used before. He'll try to remember it.]

Y-yeah...Blacky's my familiar.

[He moves up to walk next to Allen with Blacky still on his shoulders.]

So where are we goin'?

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[Fortunately, Allen has no reason to suspect otherwise, and if he can communicate with Tim, who's to say Rin can't talk to his cat.]

A familiar? [ The interest in his voice is guileless, the sort of plain curiosity you'd expect from an outsider. He knows of the concept, but it's another thing entirely to see it in practice. Laughing: ] I'll admit I was wondering why he has two tails! Is it common for exorcists of your world to form contracts with familiars?

[ turning to smile at Rin when he catches up, though his expression is briefly shadowed when he answers: ] The graveyard. I thought it's as good a place to start as any, especially if we'll be needing shovels.

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[Yes, Rin, he chose that particular simple fib for a reason. So stay focused, mister.]

Somewhat, and the practice stretches back for ages.

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Why do we need shovels? [Like the impulsive guy that he is, he didn't bother to ask exactly where they were going or why.]

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Tried and true, I assume? [ cheek-scratch ] Not that I can say I know what a familiar does.

[He blinks at Rin, momentarily nonplussed.]

Er, to dig with. [ No shit, Allen. Yukio becomes the subject of his inquiring gaze next, seeking confirmation. ] For clues, right?

[This is your field, Allen's just here to make things run smoother.]

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[Sigh. Oh, Rin.]

Walker-san is going to show us some points of interest, and we're going to investigate the ruins. There may be clues hidden beneath the surface rubble that we simply can't see.

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Familiars just help ya out. [Or so he thinks. He wasn't really listening in that class...Or any of them for that matter.]

Awesome! We're gonna figure this out! Sittin' around was drivin' me nuts!

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[ nodding at Yukio ] How do you tell where to dig? And while I'm here helping to keep an eye out, is there anything specific I should be looking for?

[At least you can't be too far off the mark with a general statement like that, Rin...!!

Allen grins at the other boy's enthusiasm, though it looks a little frayed in comparison. Someone's been, well, not exactly sitting around, but he's still been feeling trapped for months.]

Then you'll be glad to hear we'll be looking for clues in Credinta too ― though we'll have to be a lot more careful while we're there.

[If either of the brothers are paying attention, they may notice Timcanpy's taking the lead instead of Allen, who glances at the golem every once in a while like he's checking a compass. The city just doesn't look the same on ground level. If they were travelling by rooftop, he would be fine (mostly), but having to navigate actual streets skews his already terrible sense of direction.]

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[He looks a bit sheepish.] Honestly, we could start almost anywhere, but if there's anywhere where the destruction is heavier, that would be best. We're looking for readable indications as to how his happened. Scorch marks, odd stains or markings, things like that. Anything that doesn't belong.

[And he glances at Rin for a moment with a small smile.] And cooking supplies, if possible.

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[Rin throws a fist up in the air excitedly, nearly knocking Blacky off of his shoulder as he does so.] There's gotta be somethin' out here ta cook with! There wasn't anything useful around the apartment building that I could find.

[He turns his attention to Allen, still just as excited.]

When're we going over there?

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[[ OOC: Sorry for the late! Went to ping mods about whether there are more heavily damaged areas and/or things they can possibly find kjsfdslf ]]

[A frown as he racks his memory and comes up mostly blank.]

Damage to the city seems to be quite evenly spread except for―[ he gestures to the hollow, half-sunken husk of a house they're passing by, mostly reduced to rubble by now ]―private residences, though that could be due to the way they were constructed. Other buildings did better.

[For an example, he points to the library they have to pass by en route to the graveyard. Though in a state of abject disrepair, it's at least standing.]

I wouldn't be surprised if there are cooking utensils to be salvaged somewhere in the residential areas, though. Pots and pans, if nothing else; things that aren't made of metal may still be in decent shape. We'll have to clean them up a bit, but they should be functional. [ cocking his head at Rin ] You're going to cook?

[There's a hint of 'how?' in there. Allen doesn't have anything against it, conditions just seem kind of unfavourable in a pretty impractical way.]

Ah, whenever we finish up with this side of the river, I suppose.

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[Yukio nods. That makes perfect sense, though the even spread of the damage still doesn't.

Rin gets a pointed glance. Someone has to fulfill the role of stick-in-the-mud.]

It may be a while, Nii-san.

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[Rin just lets that look go and locks his hands together behind his head.]

Yeah, yeah whatever. We've gotta go there eventually.

[He grins at Allen.]

Yeah I'm gonna cook. Even if there's not a lot ta work with it won't stop me from makin' better stuff out of what's here.

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We'll have to be very careful while we're there. How good are you two at keeping a low profile?

[Sneaking around like thieves, he means. Rin's grin is met by another smile, bright with Allen's appreciation of the sentiment behind that statement.]

A good principle to live by, I say. I'll see what I can do to help. Cooking's never been my forte, but―

[He's cut off by a loud rumble rising from the depths of earth itself―

―or maybe just Allen's tummy. Oh.]

[ kind of wide-eyed with embarrassment, but otherwise collected, he carries right on in valiant defiance of the awkward silence threatening to descend: ] I can try to gather whatever you think you'll need.

[Without eating any of it.]

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I can manage fairly well. [Another pointed look for Rin.] Ani, less so.

[That rumble earns Allen a raised eyebrow. Rin's stomach can be fairly impressive, but that has to be the loudest rumble he's ever heard.]

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I can hide too! [He glares at Yukio, but before he can protest further he's distracted by that loud stomach of Allen's. He raises an eyebrow right along with his brother.]

...You okay?

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[Loooooking between the brothers with the tiniest sliver of apprehension. Something tells him Yukio's assessment carries the weight of personal experience (or perhaps pain).]

Ah— I think it's safe to say we all look sort of— Foreign, but I'm quite familiar with the back streets there. If you have a cap or a hood to cover your heads with, [ hide their facial features, basically, to avoid getting recognised later ] we should be fine.

[ placing a hand over his stomach in reflex ] I'm fine, just—[ he manages to say this with a remarkably straight face: ]—a little hungry.

[Blinks between Yukio and Rin next, lips quirking at their matching expressions. Very matching expressions. 'Nii-san' and 'Ani', was it? He's pretty sure that means—]

You're brothers, then?

[The wrought iron gates of the graveyard should be visible just up ahead!]

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[Excellent observation, sir. And the brothers look foreign, Allen. You look downright alien in comparison. :|

Yukio frowns a bit at that straigh-faced answer, looking thoughtful for several moments before moving on.]

Yes. We're twins.

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That doesn't sound a little hungry if ya ask me. [For now he'll let it go though since he doesn't know Allen very well yet. He casts Yukio a glance and then smiles devilishly.]

Heh. I'm older. [And proud of it.]

Oh hey! Is that the place. [He points at the upcoming gates.]

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