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Date & Time: Backdated to the entirety of last week, feel free to pick a date.
Location: Around the Hold.
Characters: Jacquese and YOU!
Summary: A certain monk is looking around for a piano, perhaps you can be of help. Or not.
Warnings: None.

Vanadi's masquerade was the perfect excuse to go looking for a piano, he'd been wanting to see if there was one to play for whenever he needed to vent his emotions out on something besides fighting anyway. It would probably be a lot easier and quicker if he just used the device to ask on the network, but with the monsters gone there wasn't much else to do plus he preferred asking people face-to-face. It was an opportunity to meet new faces as well and Jacquese wasn't going to pass on that.

Thus he finds himself wandering around the Hold, gently tugging on people's sleeves or tapping their shoulders to grab attention. For those who take notice, they will be greeted with a smile, a friendly wave and a miniature blackboard that reads:

Excuse me, might you know where I can find a piano?

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He has no idea what is meant by Romaji either, but he's more focused on writing down the letters as Takegami says them. Once it's written down, he smiled and nodded before writing more and flipping the board, holding out his other hand along with it.

It's nice to meet you too, Takegami.

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"Well met."

It was a good thing that he knew what a handshake was otherwise he would have blinked at Jacquese hand until the concept became clear to him. As it was, he bows ever so slightly when shaking his hand.

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Seeing that the other was bowing, Jacquese bowed too as he shook Takegami's hand, figuring it was only the polite thing to do. He kept the handshake brief so he could return to writing.

Have you been here long?

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Nothing was better then someone who understood that handshakes weren't meant to last too long. It had always irritate him to have a Westerner to hang onto his hand long after it was comfortable for him. Takegami smiled a little at the writing and then nodded.

"I am among the first people brought here. There may be a couple more who were here longer, but yes, I would say almost nine months now."

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The answer startled him and that much was obvious on Jacquese's face. Nine months? He found it hard to imagine being stuck here with the Initiative for that long. Granted, it wasn't like he was expecting to be going home any time soon or anything, but nine months was a very long time.

That is very unfortunate, I'm sorry.

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"It's fine. I was near death so this is a pleasent interlue."

He honestly has no qualms about the time spent here. Back home, he was sitting idly in a cell in between being dragged out for doctors to probe him or lawyers to point at him. The freedom of this place, combined with the Initiative's own blind eye towards his actions was a nice thing indeed.

Of course, he was not going to say all that to anyone.

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That does earn a somewhat concerned look, but he doesn't pry and pose any questions about it. It's not his place to, he always figured. Instead, he nodded. At least a good thing came of being brought here then. That's what mattered.

It is always better to look on the bright side of things.

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"That is what I feel."

He nodded to himself, patting the scuffed up surface of his piano.

"I wish you luck with her."

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He bowed his head to show his gratitude once again, before smiling reassuringly.

I shall take very good care of her and I'll do my best to fix her.