every single night's alright — koc visitors

[– 2D]

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There were people on the border that didn't smell of Elysium, but didn't seem interested in joining, either. That was... new. 2D hadn't yet had much experience with diplomatic encounters with other groups, but he supposed that today was as good a day as any to learn, especially since no one had approached them yet. Getting up from where he had been bathing lazily in the sun, the black eyed serval headed towards the direction of Icarus's voice, half tempted because of his duty as a decurion, and half tempted because of the promise of gifts. He was really just curious about what kinds of gifts a group called the Knights of Concord would bring with them. Little swords? Horses? The possibilities seemed endless to 2D's still slightly sleepy mind. When he finally reached the golden tabby and saw the basket full of gifts, he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed it wasn't anything extravagantly knight themed. However, he kept this to himself, just offering Icarus a slightly groggy smile. After all, it would be rude to frown in the face of someone who had come to give you presents.

Stretching a little before he sat down, 2D glanced from side to side, the singer trying to see if anyone else was coming along before he spoke, "'Ello fere, Icarus. S'nice to meet you! M'name's 2D, and I'm a decurion 'ere in Elysium..." What next, what next? He really wished he had some kind of experience with this diplomatic stuff. Or that he had let someone else come to greet Icarus. Either way, he was in too deep now to stop, so he continued after a moment of thought, "'S'really nice of y'to bring us gifts! I wish I could give somefink back, but I'm afraid I've only brought myself." He laughed a bit at his own joke, hoping he didn't come off as awkward as he felt, "'Uh... so, who are fese Knights of Concord? What're you lot all about?" That seemed like a fine enough way to continue – ask them about themselves. That was what his mum would call neighborly.

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