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Who| Kankri Vantas & OPEN
What| Settling in, meeting new people
Where| District 5 apartments at first, then generally exploring around the Tributes' area
When| Just after his arrival, some days after Enjolras' crowning
Warnings/Notes| Warning for Kankri being his annoying self, pretty much. Also, his first chronological threads will be with Claudia and the Initiate, but beyond that timing will pretty much be in the order of tagging.

Really, Kankri found the entire concept of this place absolutely deplorable. He would have no part of it. But until he could find some way to escape his captors, it wouldn't hurt to familiarize himself with the layout of the place. And also to find something to eat, he was quite famished at the moment.

He started in the suite of the district he'd been assigned and herded to like cattle, of course, but soon enough he was meandering all through the building, taking note of its occupants and features with various degrees of disapproval. He wasn't entirely sure of how to approach anyone yet, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to try for the sake of information.

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Shepard's involvement with the fellow denizens of District Five was, on the whole, brief. She didn't interfere in their lives, to a point, and they didn't get in her way. To a point. Usually two points, really, represented by the ones sticking out of Kurloz Makara's ugly head, but she'd had far worse by the way of roommates.

And now there's this kid, thrown in with the revolutionaries and killers. But she's in a good mood today, and this is only her third bowl of breakfast cereal.

"Jesus, kid. Let me guess, you're a Vantas," it isn't a question, and isn't likely to become one, not with her lounging around the D5 commons in cotton pants and little enough else but to cover her dignity, when Kankri comes through, "Met Makara yet?"

That's usually good for a laugh.

Edited 2013-12-21 07:28 (UTC)

Wow, way to have no sense of propriety, weird alien lady, he did not ever need to see that much of your rumble spheres!!!

"If you're referring to Kurloz," he says stiffly, "yes, we spoke earlier. And my name is Kankri," he adds. He's really starting to dislike being seen as the third iteration of, well, anything.

He frowns, after a moment. "What is a Jesus?"

"Alright, then. Kankri it is. I'm Jane Shepard," And just like that, they were on a first name basis. Amazing.

Child, if you don't want to see a woman in her undershirt, then you should probably find somewhere else to sleep because the District Five suite is terrible.

"It's uh... kinda complicated," Particularly when he seemed so—so civil, "Just a turn of phrase."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," and he inclines his head slightly. "And I suppose it stands to reason that I wouldn't have the appropriate cultural context to understand many of the local idioms."