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Once again, and for the third time in a row, Solumone would wait silently as Dante finished his explaination. He caught the bullet which was tossed to him, opening his hand and simply observing it while the other man spoke. He also examined the the brightly silver hued weapon, then placed it and the bullet onto the table next to him. But no nod was given, not a gesture or really even an answer, even when Dante threw the money clip to him. He caught that as well, and waited ever so patiently for him to finish before his simple response. "It will be ready tomorrow." he placed the money on the table as well, his tone slightly dissapointed sounding...if one could pick such a thing up from Solumone. "Though...you are aware I do not usually accept money, right? However, I will take it none the less, as it would be all too rude of me to expect or ask of something personal or unique to you when you were merely asking me to be a supplier, instead of most others, who ask of me to make for them something unique to sate their own needs. However..." he slowly stood from the seat, bringing his hand to the side. His straight cane came from behind the chair, finding its way into his hand. He tapped it against the floor and nodded, picking the bullet up between his thumb and index finger, observing it again. "I do not accept payment ahead of time. It is...bad practice in my line. I will gladly take it once the order is done and in your hands, but no sooner." he did not respond to Dante's comment of being close to others though...he took it to heart, considered it, but would not comment. Rather, he simply took the order just as he had any order, as it was not as peculiar of a request for Solumone Graves as it would be for some.

Solumone was not greedy, he wouldn't take the money regardless. In fact, he only took the bullet which was already in his hand, as it would be a good reminder as to what he needed with the order, lest Dante had a problem with him taking it. And then came the question, which he smiled so pleasently to, as he always did. "Now what would I know of such things at all, dear boy? Much of my time here for the last vew months have been involved in assisting Yusake with his studies. You know how terrible he is at concentration. I had to keep a watchful eye on him you know, but it seems to be paying off. Which reminds me, it has been a very long time since last the two of you were near one another. And well, though I know you two don't get along exactly well, you do seem to enjoy butting heads none the less. Perhaps a spar would do well to let out some of that pent up energy the boy has been keeping in. Especially since he hasn't seen that girlfriend of his for awhile now...hmm..."

"Do not interfere..."

He stroked his chin for a moment, looking up. "You know...now that I think about it, it's been months since I've really taken an order, either. It's quite nice to busy myself with work after so long, I'm almost tempted to not even charge you for this." he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. But before long, he would sigh then lower his head, shaking it. "But I digress dear boy. Meddling and making my own judgemental statements on the private and personal affairs of others is simply not me. Honestly, something about the girl being a demon and close friends thinking differently and other close friends trying to protect her from these close friends and this and that. Truly, I do not even recall the young girl's name. Oh! Oh my! How late it is, and look at the time as well." he looks at a watch which was tucked under the sleeve of his left arm. He thens miles up to Dante, bowing his head. "And now then, if you please excuse me, it seems that I must depart because of the time, yes." he gave another nod and turned away from the other man.

"Maru will take his loyalties above his personal feelings, always."

Like a crack of thunder, the doors to the library were..Quite rudely slammed open, rattling a book and window or two of the place. A figure drew in quickly, then used his feet to close the doors, his hands in the pockets of his lab coat. The doors were closed with equal force, finally succeeding in knocking a book off the shelf. The figure turned to it, tilted his head and quietly walked over, picking it up and opening it quietly as he walked further into the library, ignoring the librarian's voice quite efficently. He apparently decided this book was not, indeed, worthy of his time and tossed it back to land almost -scarily- on the exact same spot it had fallen in, in the exact same position. He lifted his eyes up from the floor and his glasses shone a bit in the light, but not enough to hide his rose colored eyes..

He made his way to a bookshelf and stood infront of it quietly, looking over them while the librarian continued to drone on about manners and noise, and the man continued to ignore her without even the slightest hint of annoyance over it. He lifted his hand and pulled a book off of the shelf, opening it with a single hand and reading it for a moment. He seemed to deem this one worthy of atleast two more pages of reading, which he did interestingly fast, before replacing the book on the shelf. He turned, and walked to another shelf and began to pursue the covers of books there, not really seeming to search for anything specific. His entire appearance was one of disarray. From his hair, to the ruffled, creased and oddly bloodstained lab coat, to the black buttoned shirt (missing the top two buttons and the bottom one left unbuttoned.) and orange, loose tie, down to the light brown jeans and black boots.

He continued to pursue this shelf for a while, before pulling another book off of it and reading it for a moment, this one actually seeming to get a full chapter of his attention before getting pushed quietly back onto the shelf and then moving onto a few more books, before one seemed to actually be worthy of his attention, oddly labeled 'A study of Genetic Manipulation and it's effect on the body, By Dr. Raven Vanzer'. Which he then leaned against a shelf while reading.

Walking in from the greenhouse, he found his way into the library, having only his CD player, and his serpent gloves, he walked over to a table to sit down as he took a minute to calm himself. He was stuck in his own hole. He wanted to go someplace where no one would disturb him for the time being. He found that the library might have been his best solution, not too many people would be there to just chit chat. He looked around where he was sitting, it was secluded, just the way he wanted it for now.

"ahhhh... Come on Tale you can do it!!" Cried a soft gurl's voice. A small gurl with two green ponytails struggled to reach a book at the top of one of the massive Libary shelves. She strained about as she held two other rather large books close to her flat chest. She then puffed up her cheeks angrily and brought her other hand back to her side and clenched it. She let out an upset puff of air and looked about her.

"stool stool..." The little gurl chimed as she ran about her tightly drapped clothing which was formal Acoylte wear. Her large muffler was tied together with a winged angelic brooch which flapped about as she took quick steps about the libary looking for a stool. She then went pass one of the lighter parts of the room and found four chairs around a wooden table. Tale smiled and clapped her hands happily.

She then made her way to the table, dropped 2 of the large books on the table and tried to pick up one of the chairs. This proved difficult for the young gurl. Finally she groaned and was able to drag it for about a feet before she fell down on her bottom.

Christopher trailed ihis fingers on the old book with interested, ready to open that thich book--as thick as a dictionairy itself, until he heard a loud banging noise on the table that caught his attention. His blue gaze gaze was the rested on the small little girl who struggled with the chair--only to fall down.

"Hm?" He tilt his head, blinking, somewhat midly curious as he pushed himself backwards with long thin legs. He placed his thin fingers around the side of the table and tilt his body sideways to see a little girl with with green hair with an Acoylte outfit sitting on the ground. It wasn't soon after the door of the Library creaked open and closed loudly, causing Christopher to jumped in surprise.

He moved out from his chair, gliding and kneeled in front of the little girl. He reached out his small hand to her with a gentle smile tugged on his face. He tilt his head sideways, with a small little musical, yet friendly chuckle, "Are you okay? Do you need help to get up," he asked. It wasn't short afterwards another student walked towards them. He only loked up and gave out another radiant smile.

Meero stopped when he was smiled at and blinked dumbly when he was actually greeted. Then, regaining what little composure he had to begin with, Meero bows at the waist to what he presumes are two females. "I am new, yes. I did not mean to disturb you. I was just looking..." Meero trailed off then pressed his lips shut. For him, that came close to rambling. And he had said very little of importance. He straightened from his bow and tried to at least look a litte more relaxed. He held his bag at his side, but his empty fingers now fiddled restlessly with the black tie he wore.

The young man looked back the young energetic girl as she spoke loudly in the library. He only replied to her with a small and short giggle as she continued speaking a lot more loudly, her vibrating echoeing the almost empty library. He didn't say anything about it or rather he didn't have time to recomfort or whatsoever, the little girl came to greet the young lad whom he just gave out a warm smile to.

He slowly rose back on his feet and looked down on them, listening the interact between the two people he had just encountered. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at them, slightly amused by the coy young boy. His mind then difted away, thinking idly about how they both ressemble to his younger siblings.

The young tall man tilt his head,still with that friendly smile plasted on his face, "Oh well, welcome to Ria High School," he first said. Again, his thin pink lips twitched downwards as the newcomer abruptly stopped talking. Again, he simply assumed that he was just a timid boy. "Don't be shy to tell us what you're looking, we won't bite you or anything," he continued, hoping that he didn't intimitated him.