[ Don't ask why Rokurou's seemingly aimlessly riding the elevator. Just. Don't. With the way he's leaned against the railing of the back wall, he'd say he's holding the thing together; but given the day and time, he could be any varying degree of drunk already.
...Actually, that explains quite a bit here. Bottle obscuring his vision as he takes a swig, he doesn't see who boards the cab any more than he offers to help them select a floor. (Which, usually one of those things happens, right? Right.)
Instead, it's not until he's finished with that mouthful of sake that he sees a figure in front of him, back turned to him. He's in some kind of... crappy yukata, maybe? If that's the case, he's got it on backwards. ]
You realize the opening's supposed to go in the front, right?
[ He comments idly, but seconds later, more pieces start to fall into place here. This man, (presumably a man, given the shape of him), has a skin tone more akin to his own tan shade, and hair that ends in green tips. Huh. Okay, so he's seen some pretty fascinating hairstyles in this place thus far, but the gradient hair, specifically, is definitely a malakhim thing, isn't it?
Tan skin + green gradient hair = . . . ]
Wait a sec-- [ he's up off the rail, leaned forward at the waist ] --Zaveid?!
[ Congratulations, Rokurou -- Duplicity is now the host of a full goddamn squad reunion, complete with contracts, under the penalty of sex jail. Buckle up. ]
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...Actually, that explains quite a bit here. Bottle obscuring his vision as he takes a swig, he doesn't see who boards the cab any more than he offers to help them select a floor. (Which, usually one of those things happens, right? Right.)
Instead, it's not until he's finished with that mouthful of sake that he sees a figure in front of him, back turned to him. He's in some kind of... crappy yukata, maybe? If that's the case, he's got it on backwards. ]
You realize the opening's supposed to go in the front, right?
[ He comments idly, but seconds later, more pieces start to fall into place here. This man, (presumably a man, given the shape of him), has a skin tone more akin to his own tan shade, and hair that ends in green tips. Huh. Okay, so he's seen some pretty fascinating hairstyles in this place thus far, but the gradient hair, specifically, is definitely a malakhim thing, isn't it?
Tan skin + green gradient hair = . . . ]
Wait a sec-- [ he's up off the rail, leaned forward at the waist ] --Zaveid?!
[ Congratulations, Rokurou -- Duplicity is now the host of a full goddamn squad reunion, complete with contracts, under the penalty of sex jail. Buckle up. ]