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[hellburger]

Kazuhira Miller leans against a brick wall covered in the illegible remains of old wheatpaste posters, layered with a smattering of graffiti. With the exception of his bright yellow scarf, his uniform looks entirely at home among the coveralls and drab work clothes of the Industrial District's labor force. Workers representing various species wander past on the way to work sites and factories while others huddle together to eat lunch or enjoy a smoke break.

Miller looks down at his watch compulsively, only to be reminded once again that it stopped the moment he set foot in the Nexus. He sighs, pulls a Rite in the Rain notebook out of his breast pocket, and flips through pages covered in copious notes while he waits for a certain Mobian magus to appear.

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[ixis]

And appear he does! A quick trip back to his tower after that rousing movie was concluded and he hurries his way through the shadows; this district offers plenty of them for him to get around. Ixis Naugus' ugly mug pops from the wall closest to Kaz from a slanted patch of darkness cast by a nearby floodlight.

"Homesick at last, hm?" he says loudly, maybe indeed hoping he'll startle the man. "Though I wonder why you'd want your portal hidden someplace as grimy and distant as this." He pulls himself free of the shadow, landing heavily onto his boots as he dusts himself off. "Paranoid someone will follow you home?"