Please take off your shoes for the examination...

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Who: Yamato Hotsuin, Ideo Hazama, and those who signed up for examinations (or who otherwise wants to get in on this if you missed it)
Where: Ideo's Swank Bachelor Pad For Two (And His Sister) Sagittarius Labs
Summary: Those with experience regarding demons, or are demonic themselves (or perhaps just weird), being called in to allow themselves to be prodded and poked and examined.
Warnings: You'll have to suffer from Yamato and Ideo's tender mercies.

After being subjected to the curtness of the Sagittarius Labs's chou-keshin receptionist, all those that have come to their assigned appointments will find themselves shuffled into a bland looking room, with uncomfortable stiff-backed seats and glossy out of date magazines on the small coffee table. There will also be that annoying clock that ticks just a bit too loudly and slowly for one's tastes, and that heavy silence that makes you whisper when you talk to people, even though there's no reason to.

Welcome to the Waiting Room.

After waiting for a few moments (or hours, depending on how early you came, and how delayed Ideo Hazama and Yamato Hotsuin were), you will be called in by Ceu to meet with one of the young geniuses. Prepare to be poked and prodded my friends, this is what you signed up for.

[OOC: Okay so basically we decided to do a catch all examination log, for those that are interested (as I know a few are). Me and Gaa split it up between us as well, so it's easier on us, and we can share the burden of tags. Who you will get is entirely random.

Again, only those that have experience with demons/are demonic themselves/or otherwise magical in some way can take part in this log. This is for SCIENCE]

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COFFEE BREAK UST TIME

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Ideo had barely left the lab since the early morning hours, and was beginning to assume that he wouldn't see the sun any time soon. Still, he had enough coffee and fruit preserves to last him a few years, if he needed to.

There was a small, pathetic little "break room" off the lower labs, which was where most downtime occurred. The kitchen area had not much more than a toaster, fridge, french press, and a microwave. At the four-person table on the other side of the room, Ideo was intently trying to apply honey to a slice of toast, it's pair already slathered with lemon jam. Odd? Of course. But he wasn't going to risk getting crumbs all over the couch. He'd surely start a war with it's empress if he did.

AWYEEEEAH THE BEST OF COFFEE BREAKS

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Yamato did jealously guard his couch like a dragon over its horde of gold, but only because he disliked the feeling of sleeping somewhere where he knew there were crumbs. It was unsanitary! And disgusting! And it could attract mice.

While Ideo was drowning his toast in sticky substances, Yamato entered the break room looking a bit perky (for him anyway). He had gathered a lot of interesting data off of Hitoshura, and although he would need more time to examine the samples he had gained from her in extreme detail, the information he currently had was enough to put him in a good mood.

Now he knew why Kanno enjoyed having interesting subjects in her experiments...

"Afternoon," Yamato greeted as he passed Ideo, and without warning stole one of the lemon jammed toasts and walked off to where the rest of the food supplies were, taking a very hungry bite out of his pilfered toast.

He was hungry and wanted something right now, alright.

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Ideo stopped mid-spread, watching Yamato like he'd just grown another head.

One does not simply steal Ideo Hazama's toast.

Still, his revenge would be well-timed and efficient. As if he'd noticed nothing, Ideo continued his swipe of honey while planning his attack.

"Could you put the coffee on, please?" That would buy him time. Now, to try and remember how this ward worked...

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Yamato was utterly oblivious to what he had set in motion, managing to finish the stolen toast in a few quick bites. He had the uncanny talent of eating quickly while still appearing dignified (a skill from too many years of having exactly thirty seconds to eat his food and not choke on it).

"Mm? Fine," Yamato said after his swallowed his mouthful, turning to the kettle. He needed a coffee as well anyway. All they had was instant coffee though, which toasted more like burnt plastic than anything drinkable, but alas, they could not be picky over it when dying from fatigue.

So thoroughly unguarded and unaware of Ideo's plot, Yamato lifted the kettle lid, moving over to the sink and jamming it under the tap, pouring water into it.