Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20191117023617

The end... of a journey, of a song, of a life... everything eventually meet it's end. However, after a period of slumber, uhhh, life finds a way... The End doesn't mean all is about to simply cease to be, instead it might be the spark of a new beginning...

Emmeria, Gracemeria

President Kimura Aro was currently enjoying a pastry on-the-go walking the busy streets of Emmeria's capital. He smiled and greeted back the people passing by, Emmerian citizens. Each one of them greeted their president as their paths crossed, yet each and every one of therir greetings was a genuine one,  more often than not with a smile and a simple word or two. But what counted the most for the president, the Emmeritus,  the people was non obtrusive in their encounters. They knew him as one of their own, one from the people, for the people. They had no need to pester him or making a scene of an everyday happening.

He made the usual 'head ventilation' at his other half's insults thrown at him in their shared mindscape, simply enjoying his treat in the eve of this brand new day in the capital. He stopped in front of a cafe that seemed like any ordinary one, with an ordinary sign, and an ordinary entrance door. The name, present both on the sign above and the door itself simply read "Ahnenerbe". Despite looking quite ordinary, it was anything but that.

The cafe itself was a novelty in Gracemeria, it wasn't opened for business yet, not from the 'Emmerian entrance doors', at least officially.

Just as the Emmeritus reached the place he finished his pastry and not wasting any time went inside. A bell rang, signaling  the door has been opened, making all occupants turn their heads towards him.

Neko-Arc, the catlike looking, short humanoid female, the only staff currently present besides a human waitress. There was a single customer a blonde young woman with red eys wearing a white blouse and a maroon skirt of simple design siting at a table in the farther part of the cafe. And of course, one quite short, red eyed silverhaired girl, a Watcher apprentice.

"Greetings, Master." she said and bowed to her brother's and her teacher in respect.

Originating from a world with an already estabilished connection to the cafe, precisely both of its front and back door be it on entry or exit, the young Watcher apprentice was choosen as a sort of mediator between Ahnenerbe's staff and Emmerian top brass with Aro on its helm.

"Greetings, Illyasviel." Aro replied to the diminutive girl, "I'm sure everything goes as planned and we're keeping things to the schedule? He inquired earning a nod and a short

"Yes."

"That's good to hear. Great work, as always." he commended his apprentice.

"Thank you, Master." she politely thanked her teacher. 