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[darkinferno]

Dante Rantanen

"Hey, you've reached Dante. I'm not in right now--you know what to do."

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text, 9-20

[lingeringwill]

hey.

how old are you, or whatever?

Re: text, 9-20

[darkinferno]

depends on why you're asking

[lingeringwill]

i want to ask you to hang out but the location changes depending on your ability to get into a bar

[darkinferno]

i've got a fake

as long as it's not cabin 11, the owner knows and we've got an understanding that he doesn't rat me out and i don't get my booze from there

where do you want to meet?

[lingeringwill]

that's against the law but i doubt you care, i certainly didnt when i was younger so whatever.

maybe you should just come over, where im not at risk of being party to fraud and you can actually drink with me

i own a lot of fancy alcohol

[darkinferno]

why should i? if you've got the funds, there's always someone willing to look the other way, that's the way the world works

i can meet you at your place if you're worried about it though, just send me the address

[lingeringwill]

those sound a lot like the words of somebody who needs a free drink

I live at [ADDRESS GOES HERE] at the RU campus. Think you can make it?

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[darkinferno]

no problem. see you in about twenty

[And true to his word, Dante will be showing up at Terra's door about twenty minutes later, knocking on the door. 'Sup?]

[lingeringwill]

[At home, Terra leans back into his couch and sighs.]

Man...That was easy.

[And when Dante shows up, Terra opens the door with a soft smile and welcomes the boy inside. His place is large for a property on campus, but pretty sparse. A soft grey sofa sits behind a wooden coffee table, with a moderately sized TV against the wall in front of them. A desk that's covered in cluttered papers and notes, and a bookcase filled with history titles beside it. The kitchen area has a small landing decorated with plenty of fancy alcoholic drinks--most of them gifts from Majima at the club. Whiskeys, Vodka, Wines, Scotch...there's plenty of beer in the fridge too, but beer isn't as cool and fancy. In the corner of the room is a large dry-erase board, with multiple bullet point of volunteer job, as well as the words "Be Better". Below that one is a smaller board that lists "Keyblade. Meteor Shower. Mark of Mastery. Princess. Armor. Blond Boy??(Kari?? Wtf?) Aria & Me as Kids" and a drawing of a star of some sort.]

Yo, welcome. Cool to finally meet you in person.

[darkinferno]

Hey.

[There's no hesitation as he steps inside, taking a look around Terra's place. It's well-lived in, that's for sure, and there's a lot to pick out about Terra based on what he can see. Cluttered desk, a lot of books, an impressive alcohol stash... Dante takes specific note of those whiteboards, though. It's not something he wants to bring up the moment he's gotten through the door, but it looks like Terra's had a few more memories than just the Keyblade. Maybe the two of them can compare notes and work a little more out.

But for now, his attention's on the other guy.]

Yeah. It seems strange that we haven't met before this. It's been what, four months? You'd have thought we'd get the idea a lot faster than that.