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[commences]

( he's been here for quite awhile because of his intense devotion to ultimates so when he's given a time and place, he comes even earlier. with his legs, he swings them back and forth as the soles of his shoes brush against the floor. he's been killing time by using his mechanical, clawed hand to rip open time and space, and periodically close it again. every so often, a small breeze appears, sucking in various papers, and pieces of unwanted debris before being closed up by the abilities of his arm.

with a small lean back, he looks up at the ceiling, before lifting his other hand to wave at helena as she enters. )

The gang's almost here, how exciting!

( his claws scrape against one another once he snaps his thumb and middle, and then after he tears a little time rip in mid-air, reaching in with his prosthetic until he pulls out a small, familiar key. )

Hmhmhm...~

( and then he tosses it into the hole, watching it disappear before it closes again. yes, this drains mp, but he's having fun. )

[emptyembers]

[He arrived perhaps a minute or so after the set time for the meet up— not terribly late, but fashionably. He raises a brow at the sight of everyone already here and a part of him feels a little embarrassed that he’s the last one to show up.

A little.

He does linger in the doorway for a moment or two before fully stepping into the room.]

Are we all here then?

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[ They're all here: three keys and the box. One by one they're inserted, the keys sliding in smoothly despite how rough and banged up they've gotten through the ages, the locks inside sticking and then giving way as the three key bearers turn in unison.

The box itself is black, what smoothness and shine it might have once had lost in its years of being buried underground, but when it opens, the inside is bright blood red, as if freshly painted. As they pull its contents out one by one, they find box of chalk; a carved wooden bird; a doll with flowing black hair and a missing arm; an empty flour bag neatly folded with a happy face drawn with marker; strips of colored paper reading "I want to live," "I want freedom," "I want to be loved," "I want to die," "I want to remember;" a resin knife; a resin ring; a button pin; a smooth black stone flecked with silver; a light pink stone ringed with white; a clear stone holding a rainbow; a complete set of go stones; a handful of colorful beads that look like eyes; a math exam with full marks; a pocket notebook filled with sketches of cats; a box cutter; an old PSP; a guitar pick; a feather ring; a broken watch; a pastel chevron bracelet; a small knit bunny; a coin purse containing a single 5 yen coin; photographs of unfamiliar students posing in front of the school gates, sitting underneath a blooming wisteria tree, playing with fireworks on the rooftop, a Christmas party, a cultural festival, a school trip to Tokyo Disney, all with bright smiles and tired eyes; a torn piece of paper with the name "Hikaru Tomori" written on a thick line; silk flowers pinned to all sorts of colors of ribbons expressing congratulations, approximately 2572804931484 normal boring pebbles like what you'd find on the side of the road stuffed in between everything like packaging peanuts,

And at the very bottom, after everything is cleared out, two words crudely carved into the wood: ]

memento vivere

[sisters]

( I asked the gang and after they flip through the contents and the pictures, Amami's going to get up and go grab something off his shelf — the "adder stone" given to him by Crona — and drop it in the box. In return, he's gonna fish out the box cutter and pocket that. Sorry Crona. Otherwise we're still deliberating. )