On another side of the foyer was another small group of men, circling a small bar. They were also talking to each other, only more quietly compared to the other group. A bartender was making a cocktail, and he nodded to the ladies as they stepped in. Between each group was a fireplace, and in front of it was a rather aged man wearing samurai armor, sitting on an armchair. It looked like he was sleeping.
The first person to greet the newly arrived girls was one of the guys from the talkative group. The person, a young man who can’t be older than 19, was wearing a nametag which said his codename, [edwardsdv].
Edwardsdv: Why, hello there, ladies! I was getting afraid that this party would turn into a sausage party!
Genesis: Oh hi there.
Edwardsdv lead the two women to the sofa around the coffee table. The men shuffled to make place in the center for the women.
Edwardsdv: So yeah, it’s a colorful bunch we have here. I’m Edwardsdv, according to this nametag, but just call me Edward. This one’s jdizzy156 or Dizzy.
Dizzy: Nice to meet you. Please don’t touch my hat, a guy did it once and it was really hard to remove his molten scalp from my hat.
Nio: ...
Genesis: ...
Dizzy: Just kidding.
Blonde man: You’re such a kidder!!
Nio: Ahahaha...haha...ha. But geez, how could you say that with a straight face?
Edward: He’s natural at it. You should tell them that story about the holographic shark-dinosaurs later. Oy, B.B., stop eating sandwiches and introduce yourself.
A rather large man who had been eating the sandwiches from the platter on the table stopped eating and smiled sheepishly. His nametag said ‘bbbtime’. His moustache looked a bit off, as if it was a false moustache.
Bbbtime: Sorry about that! The name’s bbbtime, or B.B. for short. I just like sandwiches a lot.
Blonde man: I guess it’s my turn then!!
The blonde man hadn’t been able to stay quiet for a second, always shuffling his feet, or knocking his fingers to the table.
Blonde man: My name’s muddersmilk!! Isn’t it such a funny name?! Call me Milk for short!! Nice to meet ya, Nio and Genny!!
Nio: The pleasure’s all mine.
Genesis: Genny...I think I like the sound of that.
The lone man who had been reading closed his National Geographic and introduced himself.
Reader: My name here is Orochimaru_Fan. Pleased to make your acquaintance.
Nio and Genny: Nice to meet you too.
Genny: So what’s with the tramping pack?
Orochimaru: Oh, this? It has accompanied me through many adventures, so I kinda can’t left it behind. Besides, you don’t know what might happen here.
B.B.: Yeah, it’s not like anything will happen though.
Dizzy: Although, I really wonder what this is all about. I mean, even some weird people are invited...
Dizzy looked at a dark corner of the room. There, a man was dumping books from the nearby bookcase to the aquarium inside it. Beside him was a young looking man, probably the youngest one in the room, looking at him with a look of astonishment. Although their chatter was previously unheard, when the coffee table group stopped talking, their conversation could be heard.
Young-looking man: Thirteen, what are you doing? resistance_pro wonders...
XIII: Shut up, I’m trying to make the fire particles interact with the books. If you talk too loud, Berlin will not use their annual education fund.
Resistance: resistance_pro doesn’t understand...
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Oh, I am one yet many.