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@inspectorboobzilla

The evening sun cast a golden glow over the academy grounds, but Shura hardly noticed. She leaned back in her chair, feet propped up on the desk in her makeshift office, a half-empty bottle of sake clutched loosely in one hand. The day had been long, even by her standards, and she could feel the familiar itch of restlessness creeping in. "Man, paperwork is a pain in the ass," she muttered to no one in particular, eyes flicking toward the scattered piles of unfinished forms that were threatening to spill off her desk. She sighed, taking a swig from the bottle, the burn of alcohol doing little to ease her mood. Just then, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her door. Instinctively, her hand shifted toward the hilt of her sword, her eyes narrowing slightly. "If this is another lecture from Mephisto, I'm gonna lose it," she grumbled under her breath. The door creaked open, and Shura cocked her head lazily toward the entrance. "Well, come on in, then. Hope yer not here to add to my workload," she called out, her tone somewhere between playful and dangerous, her sharp eyes locking onto whoever dared to disturb her peace.

She would see a familiar bucket hat appearing in the half open door before Lewin poked his head through the opening, looking to her. His ever-observant eyes immediately caught the hand resting on her sword and he gave her a wide grin.

"Ay, don't chop my head off!" he laughed, quickly stepping through the rest of the way. "I come in peace. Just wanted to see if ya wanted to go to the bar." A glance at what was in her hand had him continue. "But I see you already started."

Lightning walked over, plopping down in an empty chair on the other side of the desk and held out his hand in a hope that she'd share the sake. He had come all this way after all!

"Like a big library," Lewin says softly, eyes fixated on the little device. How can it be? It had to be some sort of enchantment or demon for sure, even if Mitch doesn't want to admit it. "Can I have one?" Wide eyes is fully staring at Mitch now.

"Not a demon," he shuffles away just a bit, not liking the idea he or his phone could get touched. "It's a mobile phone with access to -" the Internet, he's about to say, until he realizes Lewin might not know that word - "a... network of networks. Everyone together puts in info, pictures, music - whatever you can think of - accessible from practically all over."

Lewin grins. Well then, it seems Dennis followed the steps for demon summoning that Lewin had simplified for him. He had just never expected that it'd work on a Nephilim. A shared chant, a strong connection and some demonic blood... Fascinating! Lewin leans back a little, considering the implications of it all.

"And you two are dating, yeah?" He has picked up a little bit of that, or at least implications of that though he hasn't had it fully confirmed. It would definitely help if they had that connection. Lewin leans forward again, putting his chin on his fist with a teasing smile. "And you looooove him~?"

Very much so. Even after admitting his 'chant', Dennis still has trouble looking directly at Lewin and settles for just looking around the Arc Knight, like at his shoes, the scarf around his neck, the wall behind over and over his shoulder; all things that are close enough to him without actually being him.

It's pathetic, and Dennis knows it, but he's got to process bury his shame first before he can properly face Lewin again.

"Y-Yeah, I do, a-and he does. Or, should. I-I dunno if he actually does or not, but we listen to a lot of music together - especially when there's a ton of drama happening around him. It's like, our quiet time thing, ya know? So I'll share my music with him and.. I guess these lyrics could kinda apply to us? But like, it'd be super dorky if they did, cause like..." Dennis gestures around vaguely, failing purposefully to use his words and further explain himself because how does one explain that he and his boyfriend have a sun-moon motif/dynamic going on that they half assigned to each other-half got assigned to them without being full blown cringe about it?

The answer: you don't.

A grin is plastered on his face, quite pleased that he managed to decipher the two teenagers as well as he had. Lewin's thoughts are moving fast, considering if there has to be an emotional component for summoning a Nephilim to work. Perhaps them dating is kind of like a contract between them?

"Let's try it then!" Lightning says excitedly, clapping his hands together suddenly. "Let's try to summon Rin!"

Dennis would like to die now. Something quick and painless, although anything would be better than this self-inflicted torture going on right now.

"Yes. To both." He squeaks out, barely. Then, in an immediate contradiction to his shy tone, he barks out, "But that's just-- That's something totally different and not at all what I was getting at! I probably couldn't even summon him again if I tried!! Especially if I did everything all over again but used an actual chant instead of some stupid, cheesy lyrics!!!"

Bailley isn't intimidating. Actually, it feels rather regular American town for Lewin, but none the less he has spotted a few peculiarities going on. Like a Hinobi van racing down the street. Neither does the Hinobi store seem like all that much when Lightning steps through the doors, buckethat and poncho making him stand out.

He has made sure that this is a day when Mitch is working and he's happy to find his intel was right. So he heads to the console section and picks up a handheld Hinobi console and a couple of games. That oughta do it. Making sure there's no one in line or going to pay soon, Lewin marches over to the cashier.

"Howdy, sir," he greets the 'stranger' by the desk, grin on his face. "Wondering if ya have a converter for this thing, I'm gonna be using it in Japan mostly." His purchases are put on the desk, expecting some sort of reaction.

He's here for more than that reason though. If, say, Hinobi is connected to someone else - be it Illuminati or True Cross or a third entity - they may know of Arc Knight Lewin Light. By showing up here, snooping around, he's painting a nice little target on himself which could help prove some theories.

@mitchftw

Costly? That might be difficult, Osceola isn't poor but they live humbly... He has almost reached over to try and snatching the phone when Mitch holds up a finger and halts him. "Computers can do that too?" he asks. His books rarely mentioned computers and Osceola didn't have one at home. He thought they were just for math things and simulations. "Can we go now?"

Oh look at that wide-eye wonder, that amazement... This isn't as horrible as he was thinking. Almost like doing those tutorial videos all over again...hehe...

"That's not up to me," he let's the screen fade to black. If he does get his dirty hands on them now, then he'll have to try to figure out the passcode. "That's a question for your guardian. They're costly." And then, one hand releases the phone with the other holding on, the free hand lifting a finger up to quietly signal wait. "But, we can, say, hit up a library, use one of the public computers... you know, those usually free to use, for everyone."