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Log; COMPLETED

When; January 5th
Rating; G
Characters; Lyra Silvertongue and Pantalaimon

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Summary; Hakkai moves in to Lyra's flat
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Pantalaimon had made his concerns clear, but Lyra felt there was nothing wrong with inviting one of the new arrivals that wasn't insane, or insanely rude, to stay at her flat. Well Mr. Hakkai seemed nice enough, so there shouldn't be a problem, unless he was nosy.

"Stop worrying," she told her dæmon, "He en't that bad, I'm sure." While Pantalaimon's companionship kept away the ticking most of the time, Lyra didn't mind having other people around. And unlike her dæmon, she was an optimist.

"It'll be nice having someone around to talk to Pan- anyway, if he's got a pet dragon, I bet he won't think we're strange at all!"

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Hakkai had managed to find his way from the Cyber Cafe to the building easily enough, however he was a little weak from the ordeal he'd gone through in his world before arriving here. Given that, he took his time making his way there. He was steady on his feet - for the moment - but only remained so by walking slowly and taking any given opportunity to lean against a building's wall and the like.

Hakuryu had awoken when he'd been in the Cafe, though unfortunately too weak to transform into Jeep to provide transportation. Even the little dragon had fought for them against the rogue gods and was worn from that. Hakkai now had the dragon either hovering just at his side, or sitting upon his shoulder.

Thinking on what had occurred in his world, he decided that there were some things people didn't need to know just then, that could definitely be construed badly. As he came to that conclusion, he also came up to the apartment building, and made his way up to apartment thirty-seven, knocking on the door lightly.

Lyra opened the door, Pantalaimon citing on her shoulders. Both he and Lyra looked up to meet the eyes of Mr. Hakkai and Hakuryu. He sniffed the air, and came to an immediate conclusion that flashed through his and Lyra's minds, though it didn't show on their faces.

Whatever he was, Hakkai wasn't human. He didn't give Pantalaimon a bad feeling, so Lyra decided to be polite and not mention it. Lots of people in the city weren't human, anyway.

"Mr. Hakkai! Hakuryu! Please come in, you look tired. Would you like some tea?" Lyra asked as she showed them in.

Hakkai smiled pleasantly at Lyra and nodded, stepping inside as Hakuryu stretched out his long neck, blinking his eyes at Pantalaimon as if trying to figure out what it was.

"Thank you very much, Miss Lyra. Tea would be wonderful." He looked around the apartment as he took off his shoes, leaning inconspicuously against the wall for support. Hakuryu took off from him to look around the apartment, being curious and impatient just then, with how new this world was.

After his shoes were off he smiled once more at Lyra, then at Pantalaimon, eyes looking a little curious when he saw the martin-like animal. "Please, don't call me Mr Hakkai though, it makes me feel far too old."

"Just Hakkai then? Fine, but you have to call me Lyra to. I'm younger than you, anyway," Lyra told him as she headed over to the kitchen. As she was putting the teakettle onto the stove, Pantalaimon slipped off her shoulders and headed off to follow the dragon around the apartment.

"Come in and sit down, it'll be ready soon," she called out. She could sense Pantalaimon's curiousity as he tracked Hakuryu, and she reached into the cabinet to find some teacups.

"If you want, we could show you around the city later. It's easy enough to find your way though."

Hakkai watched Pantalaimon start to follow Hakuryu and shook his head with amusement, even as he walked slowly to watched Lyra get the tea ready.

"Very well then, Lyra it is. It's just you and..him? I'm sorry, I don't believe you told me his name, if he has one." He smiled almost apologetically as he moved to sit down, watching the young woman - girl, truly, though she held herself as though she were at least a few years older than she seemed to be.

"Mostly it's just me and Pantalaimon, yeah. There's a giant hedgehog I found sleeping outside the cathedral, but he hasn't woken up yet," Lyra explained as she began to pour the tea.

"Do you want a biscuit or something?" she asked. He definitely seemed nice enough, and not at all mad.

He chuckled softly and nodded once, "A biscuit would be wonderful, thank you. If you don't mind me asking, how old are you? You seem rather young to be on your own.." His gaze was a little concerned, his instincts as a former teacher taking over the slightest bit.

"Though I suppose I don't know how things are in your world.."

Lyra shrugged, "I'm twelve- I might be thirteen by now actually, I don't know what day I was born on. It's fine-I've been on my own since I got to the city and before, the Scholars took care of me." Lyra had never really considered herself someone who needed protection.

"You don't need to look after me-I've taken care of myself in more dangerous places than this," she reassured him as she set out his tea and biscuit, before setting herself opposite from him.

The youkai chuckled once again and nodded, "Very well, I'll have to take your word on that."

He sipped at the tea and murmured a thank you to the young girl as Hakuryu flew back to him, landing on his shoulder and barely disturbing the man. He was also not bothered in the slightest when the dragon stretched out his neck and balanced precariously on his shoulder to reach the biscuit, eating it in one bite.

"I am glad to hear, though, that you're able to take care of yourself. Especially with some things I've heard of in this city."

"I'm good at keeping my head down and my eyes open. I'm sure you saw that war maniac's post on the network... There's another group of people you might want to watch out for-Xulchilbara and his followers. They're kind of a cult- but as long as you stay away from them, you should be fine. Have you met anyone else in the city?" Lyra shrugged, and began sipping her tea, Pantalaimon coming in and climbing into her lap, while Lyra smiled slightly at the little dragon.

"There are quite a few people that I'm sure I should avoid, but I will definitely keep that in mind about that..cult." He definitely hoped to avoid notice from people like that if possible. He'd had enough trouble in his own world with some people, he didn't need to deal with those as well.

"There are a few people that responded to my..entry in the.. What did you call it? The 'network'? Apparently one was a friend of yours as well. A Miss Rangiku I think her name was? She seemed pleasant enough."

"Yeah, Rangiku's really nice!" Lyra nodded enthusiastically, "Umm... A lot of people here- well, you seem nice enough. Just remember that sometimes, the differences between people's worlds can be really big-it's confusing, but it makes for interesting conversation," she reassured him.

"When you're done with your tea, I can show you your room."

"Yes I can understand how that would be confusing. But as you said, it would definitely be interesting." He laughed softly after a moment, "I'm glad to know you still think I'm nice, with letting me stay here with you."

He sipped and finished the last of his tea, picking Hakuryu up off of his shoulder and holding the dragon gently. "I appreciate you letting me stay here, by the way. If there is anything you'd like me to do, anything at all, please let me know. I can cook well and am a healer, should you ever need that." Though the thought of the twelve- or thirteen-year-old needing him for healing bothered him.

"You can cook? I-I'm not that good at it," Honestly, she'd never really had to, until she entered the city. Before, both at Jordan College and at school, servants had taken care of that sort of thing.

"And you're a healer- well, I don't really get hurt that much, but there seems to be a demand for them sometimes-not everyone here gets along," Lyra shrugged, "You needn't worry though- even if they're deadly enemies in their own world, conflicts in the city tend not to go to far."

She stood up, holding Pantalaimon in her hands as she left the kitchen, "You seem rather tired- your room's just this way."

Hakkai smiled and nodded again, standing up and following Lyra out of the kitchen.

"I used to cook often in my world for myself and a few friends." His smile hid the memory of before that time easily. "And I had to heal often as well, unfortunately."

Hakuryu seemed definitely tired as well, and Hakkai gave another smile, this one showing his exhaustion. "I am rather tired, yes. Thank you."

Hakkai's new room was well furnished, with a nightstand, chest of drawers, writing desk, window looking out across the city, and of course, a large, comfortable bed.

"Here it is- If you're tired, you better sleep. And... I don't want to get your hopes up-I've been here for almost two months, and no one I know from before I got here has shown up... but maybe someone you know might show up in the city? It happens to lots of people," Lyra explained.

The brunette smiled in thanks for the hopeful thought; it would be nice for Gojyo, Goku or Sanzo to be here. But there were so many more that he would prefer not to.

"Maybe they will, it would be nice to see a familiar face. One can hope at least. I hope someone comes from your world as well." He rested a gentle hand on the girl's shoulder, then unconsciously lifted a hand to almost tease at his youkai power limiters.

"Good-night Lyra. And once again, thank you." He smiled again and went into the bedroom now, Hakuryu giving a soft 'Kyuu' before flying to the foot of the bed and curling up there.

"Maybe. There are some people I'd rather not see again though," thoughts of her parents flashed through Lyra's head.

Hakkai's hand on her shoulder came as a surprise, and she flinched slightly, but smiled reassuringly.

"G'night Hakkai," Lyra yawned, before heading to to her own room, still holding Pantalaimon in her arms.

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