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<Nobori>

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[Hm...well, he hasn't asked Emmet if today is good, but they'd have to wait for nightfall anyway. Plenty of time to clear a spot in the schedule.]

Yes, that would be very kind!

Action, later that same evening

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[With that decided, Basil will wait for sunset to gather himself up to go, pulling his bag onto one shoulder before hesitating in front of the desk drawer where his camera has been hiding for the better part of a while. He still can't call it "his" camera, not since this one was a gift from Nanami...but after some hesitation, he pulls it out and carefully hangs the strap around his neck. From there, Basil will actually head to the trainhouse by way of flying believe it or not, since he's been trying to practice getting better at it. He can only stay aloft for short periods, and has to keep taking breaks, but it's a far cry from his inability to get off the ground before, period.

Eventually he arrives, landing a bit roughly in front of the door. If someone is near it, they might actually hear him bump into said door before he gets a chance to knock properly.]

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[If they do, they certainly are not going to comment! Ingo is the one who opens the door. Naturally - he's the one who invited Basil over, so he's the one who ought to greet him! He's been lurking near the door and everything!]

Good evening, Basil! Please, come in!

[Of course Basil has probably been here before, but the downstairs area looks rather different without all the large windows covered in blackout curtains!]

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[Basil is more than familiar with the house at this point, smiling up at Ingo as he's invited in. It's almost like coming to a second home, even if he'd be too embarrassed to actually say that.]

Good evening. Is everybody ready for the pictures?

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I believe we are. Emmet?

[Because obviously this is an Ingo-and-Emmet activity and involves no one else!!!]