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For the most part Momo had been settling in quite nicely at Deus. Though she hadn't really had much time to acquaint herself with any of the others who dwelled on the island she figured in time it would happen. Everyone was all so busy with their own lives and their own paths.

Momo? Well, she was busy writing new lyrics for a song.

She had taken up hanging out in the Mist lounge for the day. A pen in one hand scribbling into a notebook that had doodles and stickers all over the cover, her other hand reaching into a bag of cheese curls, feet propped up on the little coffee table with toe seperators in between them a fresh coat of dark red nail polish on her toe nails and a set of head phones that blasted loud music. The Mist trainee bobbed her head as she rocked out it to, though she knew eventually her music player would run out of juice. She would have to look in to getting it upgraded and all that jazz.

Stopping for a moment, she tapped her pen on her knee before going back to quickly scribbling in her notebook.

As soon as Harlow plopped down Momo stopped scribbling in her notebook. The headphones came off and she shot the other girl a wide grin. "Hey there. How's it going?"

She had seen the other girl from time to time around the island, though she always seemed pretty busy. Or she would watch Momo from a distance which was kind of stalkerish in Momo's mind but that was ok. She was used to the attention. Her looks most certainly tended to draw it a lot from others.

The Mist trainee wiggled her toes for a mine before reaching down with her free hand and slipping off the toe separators. Running her thumb over each freshly painted toe nail to make sure they were dry before she began to slip a pair of brightly colored socks with a rainbow thunderbolt pattern on them.

She finally slipped on a pair of bright red boots before leaning back into the cushion of the couch. "Awesome!" Momo gave her a thumbs up. "Momo Hayashi. And you?" The Mist trainee had to admit the girl was kind of cute once you got up close and got a good look at her. Deus sure did like to recruit from the hot group that was for sure. Many times she'd found herself staring as a fellow in arms walked down the hall.

Running her nails through the free part of her teal colored ponytail. "Bingo. Not quite so fresh out the pod but fresh enough I guess. Don't worry, I've showered since so you don't need to spritz me down with Febreeze unless you are like...into that kind of thing I guess." She gave a lackadaisical shrug, glancing towards the door for a second.

"Pleasure is mine." She gave Harlow a small nod. "Harlow hm? That's an interesting name. Can't quite place the region on it though. American or..?" Momo tilted her head slightly, curious. It was always interesting to figure out who came from where. Hotties aside Deus also wasn't a country specific recruiter either.

"Alright good. I know Deus likes to recruit the weirdos but some people's fetishes are just a bit out of left field. I used to know this guy who had a thing for toes. It was really weird." Momo wiggled a hand side to side at her next question about fitting in. "So so I guess. Everyone is super busy all the time so its hard to catch any down time to get to know people. That and you know, the whole new kid at school kind of thing. Its a pain in the a**."

"I was born in America yea, Chicago to be more specific. But my father is from Japan. Total typical Japanese father for sure, serious Bushido vibe going on. My mom is American though so I guess I'm just a mutt in that sense." Momo loved her parents but they were both at such opposite ends of the personality spectrum some days she wondered just how the hell they ended up together.

And stayed together.

Laughing she shook her head. "No thankfully. At least not that specific guy. I'm sure there are a creeper or two lurking about Deus though so I would keep on your toes just in case." They all did live in the basement at the moment anyway. Who knew what kind of people their bedroom neighbors were. "Indeed you are. But I'm sure that whole new kid thing wears off eventually. Maybe after a few years."

"That's cool. I think my dad took me to visit some family in Japan when I was little but we pretty much stayed in the same place all my life. Of course once I started my band I did a little more traveling but that was short lived anyway." Not that she wanted to end it but just too much s**t went down and her other band mates pretty much up and left so there was no point.

Momo shrugged lightly. "I suppose you are right. I mean, I doubt Deus looks for those who are normies."

A wide grin spread her lips as she chuckled. "Well, I'm not too sure how keen you might be on going up against Kurokoushaku. He's a rather big boy." She fiddled with the serpentine ring on her left hand. "I'm in B90 so I guess either way it would be quite a bit of a walk for both of us. Though I hear there is talk about opening up buildings in the town for habitation if people wanted to get out of the basement."

"A punk band of course." Obviously. "We called ourselves the 'Screaming Witches'." Pulling her legs up to her chest Momo wrapped her arms around them. "I'm sure we were going to get somewhere but like some s**t went down at this one venue we played at and one of our band mates died. People in bands tend to be seriously superstitious about those kinds of things and the others didn't want to continue. We parted ways and not long after I joined Deus." She missed it of course but there was no going back to that life. Not anymore.

"If you want, but I warn you he can be the most polite pos you've ever met but I think I scared the crap out of the last person I dueled." Leaning back into the couch she looked up towards the ceiling. "Not sure. I think its suppose to be like some sort of dorm type set up or something like that. Perhaps like how the dorms are now just smaller groups."

Momo shrugged. She had done her grieving and moved on so the death didn't effect her like it first had. Though she was sad the others hadn't been able to do the same as quickly as she had. "Ahhh, one sec." Leaning down she reached into a small bag that had been sitting next to her on the floor against the couch. After a bit of rummaging she pulled out a CD. "If you can find something that works on this island to play it here's a CD of one of our albums. Our bassist's kid brother slapped them together to sell with other merch during our gigs."

The Mist trainee could agree that something above ground with windows would be a bit more preferable than the dark, dank basement. She had made her room as homey as she could but it would be nice to have a window to open for some fresh air.

"Nothing really. I haven't planned to do all too much today cept hang out and chill."