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[observingfate]

[You're in a prison cell.

Perhaps you did something terrible that deserves the sentence. Or maybe it was a cover-up, and you don't know why you're here. Or maybe you have a reason to be here. Whatever it is, you can only see one small window that is barred (don't even try to fit through it), and the brick walls that seem pretty impenetrable to the regular person. The steel door behind you? Heavy and bolted shut. It seems this room is definitely meant for the isolated.

However, you're not alone. In front of you is a young (but strangely beautiful) man who is wearing a smile to greet you with. Even his eyes suggest a hint of warmth to your arrival. Despite the dirty, dreary atmosphere, his clothes stands out pretty well considering their completely white and clean.

This situation seems unusual.]

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[observingfate]

[He quirks an eyebrow, an act of surprise at such a bold statement.]

You don't even know who I am, but you've made yourself a rather large promise. Are you sure you should make those kind of promises easily? I might get disappointed, you know.

[There is something rather peculiar about this girl. It becomes a little less mysterious as to why she is there as those who wear a fake expression so easily are sometimes the most dangerous. However, that sort of curiosity lasts only for a second.

There are more important things to question.]

Excuse me though, my name is Huey Laforet.

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Is it bold? I hadn't considered it so.

[No reaction at first, then, a little belatedly for the surprise she's trying to convey, she tilts her head.

Then, when he introduces herself, she gives a small, polite nod.]

If you would like, you could refer to me as Elaine Felkin. [Because it's her name. She sort of idly wonders if, since she's introducing herself to someone she may or may not be stuck with for a while, she should use her real name, but. Too late.] As you may see, we're now acquainted, and as such my promise has become valid.