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WHO: Haji, Jack, Morbius (and open bits for the NPCS Will and Vergil)
WHAT: Just random things with each of my muses
WHERE: Around the city
WHEN: 12-18-1/6
WARNINGS: Shall update
NOTES: Each character's starter will be in the comments.
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WHO: Haji and Open
WHAT: Haji being Haji And starving himself again.
WHERE: The Streets and Housing
WHEN: After the clone fights, and the 9th of November.
WARNINGS: Vampire feeding, if anyone is willing...?

Closed to Lorna, backdated to after the attacks.

The last thing Haji expected in all of his years was to come face to face with himself. A damn near perfect copy of him, except the other him talked to damn much, had a normal hand and wanted him to hurt. Which, were all things he could have been easily had he not made the vows he made over his long years. The fight had lasted longer than he would have cared for, and he barely came out on top, as it was his suit jacket was shreaded, and he was bloody. The bandages on his hand had to be replaced.

What a fun stop at the DualisMart to buy new ones. When he had returned to the room he shared with Lorna, he was in a simple new suit shirt and black pants, clearly not the clothes he left in, his shreaded bloody jacket laid on the chair near his bed so he could stitch it back up later. He knew he would need to feed soon, but he as always wasn't worried about it at the moment, it was just minorly annoying with the blood that was seeping through his new shirt as he sat down to start stitching his jacket back together, for once he left his hand unbandaged while in the room since it was easier to sew that way.

Open; to much walking shoes warn thin.
After a long night at the opera house, Haji had done as he did most nights and taken back to walking the streets. It wasn't like the long lovely nights in Paris, this city didn't breath like the old city did, but still he could find ways to kill the time by walking.

The bright lights were filling the night, and everything was to loud and to busy for his liking. He knew part of it was the need to feed was rising again, he would have to handle it soon. He really just didn't want to drink from someone living and after seeing the blood donation video he didn't trust the blood offered... nor did he think anyone would offer after that display the apperently other chevalier or vampire or whatever did. Idiots.

Walking along he sighed eventually stopping and leaning on a wall, realizing he had walked all the way back to the housing building, instead of walking in he just leaned there, thinking about where Saya might be now, to try and push off the hunger.
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WHO: Haji & Lorna
WHAT: Roomies meeting
WHERE: 404; somewhere in error.
WHEN: Oct. 7
WARNINGS: Nothing yet?

It had only been a few hours since his arrival, he had taken time to wander the streets a bit, trying to get a feel for this strange city. Something was odd, but what could he do? He was unarmed, with no idea what year it was, where Saya was and what exactly was happening.

Sometime later once finding the Dorms again, he was given his room number, and reached back to lift the Cello case, before again remembering it was gone. Its familiar weight no longer offering silent comfort. Instead he walked with the number written on a sheet of paper, the person at the counter seemingly taking his silence as something it wasn't and writing the number down.

Upon reaching the room the door scanned him and opened, all he could do was blink a moment before quietly making his way inside. He wasn't sure what he expected but given how the city looked the room looked rather spartan. The tall pale one made his way inside, his dark blue eyes shifting around seeming to realize he was not living alone here. Turning to look around once more without moving very far from the center of the room, mostly moving his eyes alone.

Its been so long since he had a place deemed his that he was almost a little lost in it.

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