Reading is the key. (open)

[Grevant]

Grevant, after having to say goodbye to Rememberence, had never been so sad.
To get away he decided to take his Lamborghini out for a spin, when suddenly realizing
I need a better knowledge of my enemy...

So where else do you go for information on everything...
Well the internet, but he was feeling a little to down to be home alone, so he decided to go to the Mall and hit up the local Borders Bookstore.

When he got there, he asked about the paranormals, werewolves, the cashier couldn't help but usher a little laughs before pointing Grevant in the right direction.

After an hour of just browsing, Grevant purchased several books.

What the hell, I don't want to be home alone, I'll read here, where there is atleast human activity all around me.

So, I sat down at a table, after grabbing some coffee, and started reading....

[♥ † .:Emily:. † ♥]

Noodle had wanted to to go to the music store. Yes she would go after this. Sure being the master of all languages should make it easy for her to know English... However for her to know the English accent was a different story... Plus wanting to know how to hold back reverting to her native language when angry would be helped with English books... Plus she just had a habit of buying them... Walking into the bookstore humming DARE to herself she looked around. Bouncing around the aisles. She got a few confused and or nasty looks from the customers before the cashier called her over.

"Uh... Do you need some help?" Noodle gave a toothy smile. "Hai! Ano.. English Books!" The Cashier looked surprised at her yelling. Placing a finger to his mouth her pointed to the aisle that held the language books. "Try to hold those outbursts in Miss..." Noodle bowed and nodded before bolting towards where he had pointed. It was next to where Grevant was sitting. Grabbing about twenty books so she couldn't see she placed them on the table. She figured she could pay for them all and sit in her room all day... However if she was bothered by the undead and all the jazz... Plus Murdoc... Ugh no thanks the bookstore was fun anyways. Not noticing Grevant while reading the English words she was buried in the books she had picked.

[Grevant]

That's alot of books, and reading.

Grevant slowly, out of periphial vision, watched this young girl grab as much books as it seems she could handle then placed them on the table.

Then almost immediatly she dugged into her books.

No friendly, hello? Or acknowledgement

Ah hell with it, I need someone to talk to, I've been quite sad since Rememberence had to go off.


Yeah its nice to meet new people, make new friends...

He then pulled out a pen and marked a spot, on the right hand side of the book, which was a checkpoint in his reading.
He then put the pen away, looked up at this new person, and said.

"Hello there, quite an interesting set of books you have there."

[♥ † .:Emily:. † ♥]

When she got close to the B's she heard a voice. Looking up she noticed she sat at someones table. She understood most of what he had said... Most being the key word... "Nani?" She then flipped though the book and like lightning found out exactly what he meant... "Hai! Me need to understand Englesh." She said English with a little bit of an accent but eh she understood, hopefully he did... She was trying to speak English... She could speak it almost, small things like duh, yes, and little things like that... Large sentences were lost on her however. She couldn't even say it let alone understand it... It didn't help when she didn't understand the American accent. She was used to hanging with the British Accent seeing she had lived in Britain for a while.

She placed her book down when she noticed the book about werewolves. "Werewolves?" She was a little confused. Why was he reading about werewolves... Wasn't he a little old to be reading about werewolves? Most of the people she knew that read them were younger like those 13yr old paranoid kids... Then again Murdoc was pretty strange himself... Eh oh well if he liked werewolves... What about vampires they were around too weren't they... Zombies too... Heh naaah they weren't around. She knew about zombies though. She looked though her bangs, green eyes gleamed with curiosity. Would he answer her? More importantly would she understand...

[Grevant]

That explains it, hmmm

Now closing his book, Grevant says:

"Hmm, you need to understand english, or learn it rather. Where are you from? I'm guessing Asia?

Regardless Hello, my name is Grevant.

And yours might be...?"

[♥ † .:Emily:. † ♥]

Listening to him she understood the what is your name... 2D and the rest of them had asked her the same thing when she had come to join the band... "Watashi no namae wa Noodle desu... Noodle Noodle Noodle...." She did what she did before... Speak Japanese... Heh oh well... "Name Noodle." She said with a toothy grin. He said his name was Grevant. Interesting name... To bad it couldn't top Noodle. "Japan." She said answering the where was she from. Picking up one of the translating books that said Japanese > English ~ English ~ Japanese she didn't look her toothy grin. She was Japanese and proud. Don't ask why she just was. Maybe cause she loved the culture and could only speak Japanese and loved to kick people's butts with her martial arts... Eh oh wells....

[Grevant]

"Noodle huh? That's quite a unique name..
Not meaning anything, mines.. well shit unique to.
How many other Grevants you know?"

Suddenly realizing.
shit, she's trying to learn english, I might want to speak lower, maybe help her out..

Now speaking a little slower, and more understandable Grevant said
"I'm sorry, tell me if I speak to fast, and if you need any help."