[ Except, Ja'far hadn't been notified of this occupation. He had duties to fulfill as the general manager of the place. He was in charge of the upkeep and even the empty rooms needed cleaning. And so, without so much as a warning, Ja'far opens the door armed with a duster in one hand and a bucket with a rag in another. There was a handkerchief wrapped around his head that also tied to cover the lower half of his face.
He was ready to clean--
But the occupant takes him by surprise. That and the strange light emanating from that...thing has Ja'far dropping into a defensive stance, wielding the duster and bucket as makeshift weapons.
Until he realizes that he knew the figure hunched over the glowing...thing. ]
Noiz?
[ The name comes out with a touch of surprise, muffled by the fabric covering his face. ]
no subject
He was ready to clean--
But the occupant takes him by surprise. That and the strange light emanating from that...thing has Ja'far dropping into a defensive stance, wielding the duster and bucket as makeshift weapons.
Until he realizes that he knew the figure hunched over the glowing...thing. ]
Noiz?
[ The name comes out with a touch of surprise, muffled by the fabric covering his face. ]