(Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold): "Uhh, excuse me? I'm Brandon, one of the new finders. I was told to find someone named Emilio. Do you know where I can find him?"
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"Oh! A new Finder? Emilio is me!" he says happily, holding out his hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Brandon! When did you get here? Or did you just get here? Do you need to find where Komui is so you can start getting things, or did he already get you some things?"

"Umm, actually no. I didn’t look through it yet. But Komui said we leave in an hour so we should probably pack. And I still need to drop someone off with the head nurse." Brandon said, already half turning to walk away. "I’ll meet you at the train station okay?"

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"Sure, alright. I will meet you there!" Emilio says.

When Brandon leaves, Emilio turns on his heels and heads to his room. He doesn’t need to get a lot, really. He puts his bag over his shoulder and leaves the Order, not running into any trouble as he makes it into town and gets two train tickets since he’s the first there. The Italian takes a seat on a bench to wait for the new Finder.

Almost an hour later Brandon ran over to Emilio had leaned over to catch his breath. “Sorry that took so long.” He panted. Brandon stood back up and walked over to sit next to Emilio. “The train hasn’t left yet has it?”

((Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold)): Brandon looked around at the destruction. The akuma were all killed, the exorcist now getting treatment for their injuries. Leaving Brandon to wonder the streets. It was supposed to be safe so all he had on was the finder's robe. He wasn't expecting to find a Noah. His breath caught and Brandon ducked between two buildings, hoping the man didn't see him.
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Tyki looked behind him when he heard footsteps behind him, just in time to see someone hide. He smirked to himself and turned back around, idly shuffling his playing cards. As if he never saw the person.

 

Tyki chuckled. A smart one; he didn’t try to fight a fight he wouldn’t win. He took out his playing cards and began to shuffle them again.

"Do you play poker, young master?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "Would you like to play a few rounds?" His tone gave away that this was not a request.

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Brandon licked his lips, looking around at the butterflies. He didn’t know what they would do, but he didn’t want to find out. “I-I know how. I’m not really th-the best though…” Come on Brandon think! Something ha to help get him out of this„, Maybe… If he kept the man talking? Humanize him a little? “U-umm… What’s… what’s your name? My name’s B-brandon…”

((Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold)): Brandon looked around at the destruction. The akuma were all killed, the exorcist now getting treatment for their injuries. Leaving Brandon to wonder the streets. It was supposed to be safe so all he had on was the finder's robe. He wasn't expecting to find a Noah. His breath caught and Brandon ducked between two buildings, hoping the man didn't see him.
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Tyki looked behind him when he heard footsteps behind him, just in time to see someone hide. He smirked to himself and turned back around, idly shuffling his playing cards. As if he never saw the person.

Tyki heard the person run away, and chuckled. Time to play, he thought. He put away his cards and phased through the ground. Seconds later, he appeared in front of the person.

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"Going somewhere? Here I was hoping we would get the chance to chat~," he said with an amicable smile.

Brandon skid to a stop and backed away from the man. “S-sorry, but… I-I don’t think you’ll enjoy my company. I-I a… r-really should be going…” He stammered, trying to walk around the man and stay out of arms reach. All the while the only thing running through his head was Jessica.

Tyki kept his cheerful smile and stepped in front of the other male to prevent him from leaving. “Come now, don’t be like that.” Without warning, he summoned about two dozen Teez to surround them and keep his from leaving. He smirked. “Stay a while~.”

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Brandon froze, not daring to move again. “A-alright… What… what would you want to t-talk about?” He asked, trying hard to from the words. He really hoped he could walk away from this but it didn’t seem likely. “I-I could talk for a little while, b-but I have friends… They’ll be c-coming to look for me i-if I don’t get back.” Maybe. He didn’t actually tell anyone that he was leaving.

((Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold)): Brandon looked around at the destruction. The akuma were all killed, the exorcist now getting treatment for their injuries. Leaving Brandon to wonder the streets. It was supposed to be safe so all he had on was the finder's robe. He wasn't expecting to find a Noah. His breath caught and Brandon ducked between two buildings, hoping the man didn't see him.
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Tyki looked behind him when he heard footsteps behind him, just in time to see someone hide. He smirked to himself and turned back around, idly shuffling his playing cards. As if he never saw the person.

Brandon peeked around the corner to see the man still shuffling his cards. Good. He wasn’t seen. But how did he leave without drawing attention to himself? Brandon took another look before making a run for it. He had to get back to the exorcists or he’d surely be killed.

Tyki heard the person run away, and chuckled. Time to play, he thought. He put away his cards and phased through the ground. Seconds later, he appeared in front of the person.

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"Going somewhere? Here I was hoping we would get the chance to chat~," he said with an amicable smile.

Brandon skid to a stop and backed away from the man. “S-sorry, but… I-I don’t think you’ll enjoy my company. I-I a… r-really should be going…” He stammered, trying to walk around the man and stay out of arms reach. All the while the only thing running through his head was Jessica.

((Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold)): Brandon looked around at the destruction. The akuma were all killed, the exorcist now getting treatment for their injuries. Leaving Brandon to wonder the streets. It was supposed to be safe so all he had on was the finder's robe. He wasn't expecting to find a Noah. His breath caught and Brandon ducked between two buildings, hoping the man didn't see him.
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Tyki looked behind him when he heard footsteps behind him, just in time to see someone hide. He smirked to himself and turned back around, idly shuffling his playing cards. As if he never saw the person.

Brandon peeked around the corner to see the man still shuffling his cards. Good. He wasn’t seen. But how did he leave without drawing attention to himself? Brandon took another look before making a run for it. He had to get back to the exorcists or he’d surely be killed.

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(Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold) "Uh, hello. Would you by any chance be General Cross?" Brandon smiled gently at the red haired man, holding out some papers. "I'm sorry to disturb you but Chief Komui asked me to give you these. He said he'd like them filled out by morning."
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"Yes, that’s me…" He grumbled, taking the papers and looking through them, frowning. "You his new runner or something?" He looked up, looking the kid up and down. "What’s your name?" 

 

He watched the kid, smiling sadly. Kids had such lovely stories… He sipped his wine as Brandon looked at him. 

"Don’t be sorry, it gives us something to talk about besides the Order." Whether he was actually interested or not was up for debate, but hey, as long as someone was talking, he didn’t mind.

Seemingly pleased with the answer Brandon took another sip and leaned back. “Thankfully I only had to deal with her until I was ten. Then she… left.” This time Brandon sounded almost angry and pleased at the same time. He was happy though, that he shot her God knows how many times. He would have happily gone to jail for what he did. If it meant she was dead. “A few years later and my father remarried. This time to a sweet woman called Brittney. She was nice, I rather liked her. She was about eight weeks pregnant when both she and my father were killed. I’m not sure how but doctors were able to save the child, my little sister.”

(Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold) "Uh, hello. Would you by any chance be General Cross?" Brandon smiled gently at the red haired man, holding out some papers. "I'm sorry to disturb you but Chief Komui asked me to give you these. He said he'd like them filled out by morning."
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"Yes, that’s me…" He grumbled, taking the papers and looking through them, frowning. "You his new runner or something?" He looked up, looking the kid up and down. "What’s your name?" 

 

"Ah, yes, good choice." He replied, replacing the other bottle. "This is my last bottle, so we’re going to have to drink slow." He grinned mischeviously, turning away and closing the cabinets, finding a couple glasses from another cabinet. 

Brandon smiled again and sat in one of the chairs, completely missing Cross’s grin. Once Cross sat and the wine was poured Brandon inhaled deeply. He moaned in contentment and sighed. “It’s been a long time since I had this. It was always my favorite.” Brandon had long since closed his eyes, enjoying himself. “I still remember when I first had it. It was a family dinner, nothing special really. I was… about seven at the time. Ann, my step mother would always complain about my father giving my brother and I wine like we were adults. Said it wasn’t right.” He smiled a little sadly, caught in remembering. A moment later and and gave Cross an apologetic smile. “Sorry, about that. Didn’t mean to start rambling.”

(Stripper-With-A-Heart-Of-Gold) "Uh, hello. Would you by any chance be General Cross?" Brandon smiled gently at the red haired man, holding out some papers. "I'm sorry to disturb you but Chief Komui asked me to give you these. He said he'd like them filled out by morning."
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"Yes, that’s me…" He grumbled, taking the papers and looking through them, frowning. "You his new runner or something?" He looked up, looking the kid up and down. "What’s your name?" 

 

He slid his way between Brandon and the door, pulling a face. 

"What’s the rush? Stay, have a glass of wine with me. Much more fun than just about anything else you could do, I’d think." He leaned against the large wooden frame, staring down his nose at the kid. 

Brandon licked his lips a little and took a step back to get a little more distance between him and Cross. “Umm, sure? If you really don’t mind my company. I’m certainly not opposed to a glass of wine.” Cross made him nervous and he wasn’t sure why. The man hadn’t really done anything to him. Maybe it was the height? Brandon was still getting used to looking up at people.