[ He simply shakes his head in answer to Kim's first question, setting the sugar on the table and giving the door his own try after Kim's done with his attempt. Midnight's a tall man, clearly the type to work out, but there's no unlatching the lock. Not even his vampiric strength could budge this. (Perhaps... but no. His other latent abilities would require some sacrifice on Mr. Kitsuragi's part, and Midnight would be terribly unwilling to ask that of him.)
What he does instead is reach into his pocket for his portable terminal, activating the network function and squinting at the most recent posts. ]
Seems like you weren't the only one with the idea. Judging by these responses... I think we're stuck here, for the time being.
[ He sighs, shaking his head and switching the terminal off. ]
Lovely time for the doors to suddenly have minds of their own. Can't imagine delivering that sugar without access to its recipient, if that's the idea.
[ He turns his head and nods at the jar on the table. Who in the world is "R0-GR"? Sounds a bit like the robots at home. ]
Sorry about the wait, August has been very busy for me!
What he does instead is reach into his pocket for his portable terminal, activating the network function and squinting at the most recent posts. ]
Seems like you weren't the only one with the idea. Judging by these responses... I think we're stuck here, for the time being.
[ He sighs, shaking his head and switching the terminal off. ]
Lovely time for the doors to suddenly have minds of their own. Can't imagine delivering that sugar without access to its recipient, if that's the idea.
[ He turns his head and nods at the jar on the table. Who in the world is "R0-GR"? Sounds a bit like the robots at home. ]