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[shashka]

Who: Mio Amakura (remainingtwin), Revolver Ocelot (shashka) & Yuuri Katsuki (winningkatsudon)
What: Meeting the roomies.
When: ...Whenever (around when everyone arrives)
Where: House #25
Warning(s): Nada

[ Ocelot is the first to arrive, which suits him just fine. after all, he's used to waiting. unfortunately, however, the psychic name tag has yet to come off, and so, anyone who happens upon him is greeted with this message: ]

My hobbies are watching cowboy movies, raising dogs, and international espionage.
What are yours?

[ well. this was bound to make an excellent first impression on whoever he has to share quarters with. but he's been in far stickier situations. it would be easy enough to explain away when the time comes.

in the meantime, he's doing a brief tour of the house. it's serviceable, if hardly the lap of luxury. but he's had far worse. ]

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[winningkatsudon]

[ It had taken Yuuri awhile to figure out where he was going. Everything since arriving on planet had been such a ridiculous whirlwind of activity that he felt lost just trying to look at the other people around him. The sticker slapped on his chest didn't help him actually find where house #25 was supposed to be, and the declaration of what his hobbies were didn't help. Sure, saying he liked figure skating and dogs was innocent enough, but "eating katsudon" wasn't helpful and a little embarrassing, really! ]

[ When he did finally find the place, he at least knocked first, before pushing open the door, sticking his head in curiously. ]

H-hello...?

[remainingtwin]

[She'd been rather reluctant to try and find the house. Did it really matter? Did she have to stay down here? Reluctantly she admits it's probably better to be around people and they had been told to...blend in and...Help the locals out or whatever, right?

She heaves a sigh and eyes the house...apartment? Thing. It doesn't look... Too unlivable. And there's already someone in the doorway--A guy, by the looks of it, and Mio purses her lips with some disapproval.

Her own nametag lists her hobbies as speaking to ghosts, taking care of my twin sister, and breaking curses, and she's already grown tired of trying to hide it with her hand. She gives up, you win stupid weird nametag.]

Um... [Mio clears her throat a little from behind the man] Excuse me? Are you living here too?

[shashka]

[ he's in the furthest bedroom from the door, when he hears both of his would-be housemates enter. quickly, he heads back into the entrance area, and immediately does a quick look-over of the two new arrivals.

they're both younger, which isn't the worst thing in the world, he supposes. for his part, he appears completely unassuming. or rather, completely unassuming for a middle-aged Russian man dressed as a cowboy with two sidearms on him.

whose hobbies included international espionage. totally normal. ]

House #25, right?

[ he does a quick glance at both of the nametags they're wearing. the guy's lists something about dogs, and the girl's lists "talking to ghosts".

well... they might just all have more in common than first appearances might indicate. ]