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Location: Casualty Communal, Rai's room
Rating: G
Time: Backdated to afternoon of December 12, after this
Description: How to make tea, by Lucy Heartfilia

They were very helpful, Rai thinks as he sets down the communicative device, willing to offer the aid that he might require. He supposes that would be the case in such a situation where they are more or less refugees.

He takes another look around the room that he has been placed in those few days ago, still a stranger to it and all the objects contained within. It would be a lie if he didn't have his concerns about living comfortably if he were to stay for a long time. His basic needs had always been met by Frankenstein, and it was regrettable that they had been separated like this. Never had he taken the man by his side for granted, and the lack of his presence is all the more apparent now. It was quite different, being powerless to such a vulnerable point.

Until his helper arrives, Rai sits there and thinks some more.

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Skipping over to the counter, Lucy grabbed a nearly empty shopping bag. She gingerly shook it out a couple of times before filling it up with a couple of sweets. Mumbling a couple of words to herself and confirming the items in the bag, she smiled a little she headed towards the door.

She supposed the snacks could also pose as a temporary housewarming gift. It’s not like she owned anything more appropriate or attuned to the occasion, anyway.

She shut the door behind her quietly before using her free hand to access her communicator. Lucy quickly reconfirmed the room number before slowly making her way there. “At least we’re in the same building,” she mused to herself, as she walked into the elevator, pressing the button for the first floor. She patiently waited for the “ping” before stepping out and into the long and bare hall.

She finds his room rather quickly and takes in a couple of deep breathes before giving the door a couple of well-placed knocks.

He looks up slowly at the door from where the knocks sounded. Was that his helper? Wherever she had been previously, it must not have been far.

Rai stands quietly and makes his way to the door. In his current state, the most he can gauge from his surrounding is whether there was harmful intent towards him or not, but even that doesn't give him much information about another without direct contact. He touches the handle, then grips it, turning it cautiously. The door opens slowly.

And he sees the girl with whom he had conversed not too long ago. He nods in greeting.

Seeing the man from earlier she waved a little nervously. She lifted her bag of snacks towards him and smiled awkwardly, “I-I hope you’re all right with sweets.” Off-network meetings always did have a way of making her anxious.

Trying to take her mind off of her nerves, she instead took this opportunity to look around the room behind him. Though, this only lasted a couple of seconds before she quickly stopped herself and dissolved her gaze entirely. She figured it was sort of rude anyway and so she decided to start with something else. "Is it okay if I come in?” And after a short pause, she added, “My name is Lucy, by the way. Sorry for not introducing myself earlier.”

How many in this city were such young people? He had only had a glimpse throughout the week, not having explored much, but there were few too many placed within this war setting. He glances at the bag when she lifts it, and makes no comment. He usually didn't have anything else with his tea, but he would make an exception as an acceptance of her generosity.

"Cadis Etrama Di Raziel," he says, before turning around and making his way back to the table. He didn't doubt that she would follow.

She never considered herself a professional at reading minds or seeing through people’s intentions, but she did consider herself a fairly proficient judge of character. And, at the very least, he seemed to be pretty polite. Though, it wasn’t something she was regularly accustomed to, it was sort of a nice change of pace from the usual destruction her guild mates would cause back home.

“Cadis Etrama Di Raziel…” she repeated softly before continuing, “It’s a pretty name.” Seeing him retreat, her eyes perked up as she quickly followed suit, closing the door behind her.

He made no reply to the compliment, seeing as it made no difference to him. Before he sits, he faces her once again and waits for the girl to choose what she will do first. If she decides to make conversation, he will comply; it was the least he could do. Should she decide to go straight to making tea, he decides that he will observe and learn.

Lucy never really expected much of a reply to begin with and so she just continued on smiling (though it may have faltered once or twice in between, she was sort of nervous, after all.) She immediately headed towards the kitchen, placing her shopping bag on the table before giving the area a quick scan for the materials.

“Are they all here?” she asks, preparing to roll up her sleeves. “Sorry, I’ve never really been in anyone’s kitchen other than my own," and a slight pause, "oh, and you're new here, right? How are you settling so far?"

Following her into the kitchen, Rai answers as he always had when asked that question.

"Well enough."

He reaches up quietly, gracefully, and opens a cupboard to reveal where the tea leaves are. After setting them on the counter, he stands there gazing at Lucy, as if she should do the rest. After all, he has rarely done such things on his own.

“Really?” she asked, looking fairly surprised, “when I first got here …it was quite a mess. The only thing that made it better, really, was that my friends were here.” There’s a thoughtful pause as she leans over the counter, inspecting the tea leaves. “That and you can call adapting my specialty! Not to mention, this isn’t the first time I’ve been to another world...”

Her words trailed off as she grabbed a nearby pot, filling it with water before setting it on the stove.

There isn't anything particularly lacking, he feels, since the residents here felt that they needed to provide everything for everyone. Regarding the matter of company, he is used to solitude as he often requires it while carrying out his duties. And likewise, he has had the experience of waking up to a completely different environment than the one he recalled being in before.

But he finds that telling her of his experiences is needless, as with most of the small details about himself, though he nods, perhaps in understanding. As far as these people knew, he was human. It wouldn't be a lie, since his powers had been removed.

However, one thing did pique his curiosity, and that was what she said about her friends being here.

"Friends... from your world?"

"Your friends?"

Lucy leaves the stove on and starts to prepare other things, like cups and tea pots, though she’s not sure where those are and takes her time searching for them. When his voice breaks the standard silence, she almost looks surprised. “Friends?” she repeats, slowly starting to backtrack on their conversation. “Oh, right! Yeah, they were friends from home. Though, our reunion only lasted for a couple of weeks.” Maybe even less she notes to herself silently, still idly looking around for those cups.

“They were sent home, but I guess it’s no surprise. People are sent home all the time,” and despite her usual character, for once her voice was calm and completely even. Maybe even listless. But, at least she found the cups.

"Now just for the pot."

"Why?" he asks.

They needed help, yet they let them go. Is it because they were useless? No, there were plenty here unwilling to offer their support. Instead of letting them stay and perhaps improve their abilities for battle, they allow them to leave for unknown reasons. It didn't make much sense to Rai.

Though he isn't sure how much he can believe, he did suspect that these current settings had exceptions. So, there was the possibility that he would be gone before the war ended or that someone he knew might end up here.

To speed up the process, Rai reaches up and opens a cupboard, then takes out a pot.

“Though, I’m not entirely sure…” she starts off leisurely, kind of unsure on where to start, “well, I heard it’s because BREW, the thing that brought us here doesn’t seem to have a good grasp on everything. That while it brings people here, it also randomly … malfunctions.” She looked uneasy about the last word, but she decides to conclude her speech regardless. “And I guess that’s when people get sent back.”

"Sorry, I can’t really explain it better.” Lucy nods little in thanks, taking the tea pot and placing it on the table before giving a curt nod to herself. “We can just wait for the water to boil then.”

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I'm sorry she's so chatty. ;;

HAHA that's okay. At least one person talking :')

\o/

darn it that last line was supposed to be deleted

dsjg if it helps, I didn't even notice anything wrong! ;;