[Matoba is a patient man when he knows he's going to get his target. And the vague sensation of his doll fluttering about a few dozen meters into the building is promising. By the time Meru finally makes it to the entrance of Datura, the doll is whizzing over his shoulder alongside and comes to a rest in Matoba's palm once he opens the door to stare at him dead-eyed.]
[Ah... None of that sparkling idol-glamor to be seen tonight, huh... Matoba looks up at the sky while tucking the doll away, like some kind of feral were-cat, to squint at the glow of the moon through the nightly fog.]
Only roughly. A few hours past midnight, if I had to guess?
[He looks back to HiMERU with his serene smile. The darkness was dangerous here, but Matoba seemed as though he wasn't worried about waiting outside at all.] May I come in?
[Without really waiting for an answer, he steps inside anyway and starts towards HiMERU's apartment.]
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[Ah... None of that sparkling idol-glamor to be seen tonight, huh... Matoba looks up at the sky while tucking the doll away, like some kind of feral were-cat, to squint at the glow of the moon through the nightly fog.]
Only roughly. A few hours past midnight, if I had to guess?
[He looks back to HiMERU with his serene smile. The darkness was dangerous here, but Matoba seemed as though he wasn't worried about waiting outside at all.] May I come in?
[Without really waiting for an answer, he steps inside anyway and starts towards HiMERU's apartment.]