Friday 1.12 A visit from a dead man

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The bell to the Koneko tinkled, the visitor not bothering to wait at the entryway for assistance. Yutaro Sato locked the door behind him speedily and headed directly to the back of the shop. He descended into the mission room without pause, guessing - correctly - that would be where to find Weiss with a Kritiker liaison present.

Gone was the former cheerful smile, the man had a gaunt look and stress lines at his eyes and forehead. A weak upturn of the lips greeted Abyssinian and Manx. He forcibly grew it into a bright smile. He hadn't met Weiss' former contact in person, and she was younger than he'd supposed. The other redheaded Weiss looked deeply unhappy, but it could be he was reading into things. They hadn't exactly started out on the right foot.

He nodded to the two present, and remained by the stairs. Manx was Kritiker after all, and he did not have a deep knowledge of his coworker. "Balinese called me here. It is good to finally meet you." He nodded at the redheaded woman.

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Omi looked up from where he was working behind his computer when the alarms he had placed around the perimeter went off. He had switched them on as soon as he had gotten upstairs, a tiny little bit of protection in times that were far from certain. He quickly sent a text to both Yohji and Ken's phones before rushing downstairs.

He had only meant to hop up into his room and back down again, but then he'd realized that Yohji and Ken had stormed out without even knowing the proper address. Really now... And of course they were too proud to just text him and ask for it.

So instead, he'd sat down and looked up the school that matched what he remembered of Nagi's uniform and was just texting it to both of his idiot teammates when the alarms went off. Someone had entered the shop. He quickly made his way downstairs and was just in time to see the battered form of Sato disappearing into the mission-room.

He put away the dart that he'd taken out and silently followed the man down.

"Yes, I asked Balinese to call you," he replied, even though he was pretty sure that their liason hadn't noticed him yet. "There are a few things we are unclear on and we would like some clarification. Manx also has some questions in regards to you and your role in the organization." Omi said, all the while smiling pleasantly.

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[meep, I was waiting for Manx, but I'll go ahead!]

Sato managed not to jump, but edged his thumb away from one of the buttons near the clasp on his briefcase. He turned with a more genuine smile to face the young Weiss leader. He was sincerely grateful the team was helping him despite the attempt on his life; it proved a deep loyalty to Kritiker, or at the very least a deep-seated work ethic that was prized and rare.

It made Manx's presence at Weiss's headquarters clearer. He had been with this team for a negligible amount of time, but already he felt a warmth toward these boys. They were far more than run-of-the mill assassin agents.

At least, part of her presence. It was too hopeful by far to assume that loyalty was the only reason she was there. He could only hope...

"I have some questions of my own." He nodded at Omi. "So this meeting is indeed beneficial." He turned a slightly more questioning smile at his female coworker. His gaze brushed Abyssinian before turning back. "Thank you for your forethought, Bombay. Now, the others...?"