Kaite shook himself from the idea of rocks in viking helmets after the woman known as 'Tas' had brought it up. Her answer was uncomfortably safe, leaving him with little more than a silent symphony of rolling eyes and disgusted sighs. He didn't have the courage to form a response and instead kept quiet, trying in vain to hide in the crowd. Thankfully, only a few moments later, someone spoke up from the back, stealing the spotlight with the help of borderline aggression in their tone and phrasing.
Never really questioning what was happening around him, Kaite found the underlying questions interesting. However, the assumption that he had jumped to was voiced by the woman which in turn shed some light on his own curiosities. [i]Someone[/i] saw them all as numbers, and speaking of which, her short story about those in her group that'd been lost was disheartening.

[color=8882be]Out the gate, they assume most of us will die...
I looked around the room. Only a few faces really stood out, although humans all look the same, anyway. I can't say I would remember most of th- good [i]lord[/i]![/color]

Kaite had just barely picked up the comment about getting settled in their rooms, as their attention was fixed on an eccentric individual who dressed quite differently from the rest...giddy and seemingly squirming with delight from every moment they were here. It was fairly unsettling how they behaved in the context of the situation. Before he knew it, the crowd was already moving, some of the group talking amongst themselves or nipping at eachother's heels, perhaps to test the waters.

He hung back, watching the group and the larger human who proceeded to make a round-about fat joke at Tas's expense. As far as first impressions seemed to be going, Kaite figured was starting to feel better about making a fool of himself, although the 'simplistic and crude' remark still stuck with him when he walked past the girl, seeming like he was about to speak. He wanted to, but instead managed to uncomfortably lock eyes with her for a second before hurrying off.
His expression had been blank, the colorful eyes betrayed by a hollowness as though he simply stared through her. 
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Kaite closed the door, quietly turning the knob back into place. It was a habit he had to try to make as little noise as possible. He'd picked it up from his time at the megaclinic since the ones that were the most noticeable were often the first to be taken. Sliding their bag into the middle of the room, they stood in silence for a minute before yanking the mattress from the bed and stuffing it in the corner between the bed frame and the wall. 
He turned the table on its side, sliding it over to the setup to make a makeshift fort. He left the accompanying chair eerily alone in the middle of the room facing the door upon which he set the desk lamp that formerly sat on the recently repurposed table.

From his bag he drew a small violin case which he knelt by on the floor and popped open. The violin was less important than the shortsword and array of small hooked throwing axes in sheathes belted to the inside of the lid. It was a parting gift of sorts, or at least that's how he saw stealing from the dead. With a small sigh of relief, he went about getting dressed in the new uniform.

After a few minutes, a soft formless medley echoed from the room; Kaite tuning the instrument to play a few drawn out notes. It carried on for about two minutes before dipping into a muffled, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0gpSYelM_k&feature=iv&src_vid=h46wSFVeWAs&annotation_id=annotation_152097]haunting refrain[/url].
Then silence.
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[color=f49ac2]Dashink, vouldn't you say?[/color]
[color=8882be]I vould say zeht I look like I don't belong...[/color]
[color=f49ac2]Come now, iz adorable! Boots unt all~[/color]
[color=8882be]My old ones fit better...[/color]
[color=f49ac2]Tch, pessimist. Zeh'll fit better in time.[/color]
[color=8882be]Says you...[/color]
[color=f49ac2]Says [i]you[/i]~[/color]

[color=8882be]I set down the mirror, rubbing my eyes as I got up from the floor. It was awkward at first from the extra half-inch of heel from the boots. Time passed so slowly sometimes. Half an hour seemed like forever,[/color] [color=f49ac2]at least, that's how it gets when you hide all the time.[/color] [color=8882be]Stop[/color][color=f49ac2]...[/color][color=8882be]anyway, I wasn't entirely certain where I was supposed to go for this assignment thing that had been mentioned, and I didn't imagine being late or not going was an option. Would've been a good idea to ask about that, now I'm going to have to find or follow someone else. Incidentally, I don't remember what many of my group looked like. The ones I [i]do[/i] recall...[/color]

Kaite shuddered briefly before stepping out into the hall, looking both ways before picking a direction. It didn't entirely matter which way he went, since he had no clue where anything was.