<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3a/5b/82/3a5b821e1f309cc5a776132862f9c772--hot-anime-anime-guys.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Daichi Nakamura (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277865.msg13803294#msg13803294)<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 8:15 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dr. Aurore Fawkes, |Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:Dr. Aurore Fawkes</strong> <br/><strong>Warning:</strong> <br/><hr/><hr/><br/>More than just a little overwhelmed the place was swarming with new smells and people that he couldn't place. Were some of these people human? Or were they something else? He felt reasonably assured that the good doctor was indeed a human but that didn't make him feel anymore at ease in the strange place. The attendant put the belongings carefully down in an unobtrusive spot in the hallway just after the entrance before taking their leave. Mumbling a quick thank you he rummaged around in his pockets for some money to tip him but before he could scrounge it out of is wallet the attendant had made  a hand waving gesture that indicated it was entirely unnecessary.<br/><br/>Nodding numbly he put the wallet back and turned his attentions back to Dr. Fawkes. "Thank you, really. That was very nice of you to help me." He managed as he offered a small bow of thanks and accepted the offered business card. Having learned all his mannerisms from Japanese culture he wasn't aware of any other way to interact with others just yet. However the reserved behavior he had witnessed from Japan suited his insecurities just fine often one didn't have to make conversation or interact with others if they didn't care to. Although reserved it was also highly emphatic about social norms and being polite. <br/><br/>"Apartment 389? I'll try to keep that in mind. I'm sure we'll see each other about in the hallways." He said as he watched the Doctor take her leave not wanting to keep her any longer than he already had. So many questions daunted Daichi but he needed time to process how to ask what he was thinking.  The apartment was fully furnished as promised which was  relief, his modest budget would allow him to pay for the apartment without much issue but furnishings would have been a stretch. Gathering up his suit case he sighed as he hulled it over to the bed and opened it. After seeing the snappy way people dressed in the lobby he had a feeling he would look rather grungy by comparison.</td></tr></tbody></table>