Mickey nodded."Most likely."

Mickey followed. She couldn't believe he bought cookie sheets to write on, but then again she could.

"I doubt he can answer all our questions in a day." Galvin added from where he walked ahead of them.

"Makes sense being king and the adviser to the king,"

Above, fireworks started to whistle and crackle leaving dazzling displays of vivid colour in the navy evening sky. Celebration in the wake of the chosen's arrival.

Noctixmo's eyes shot open and he got up off the sofa.

Hm?

He went to the window and peeked out, seeing the splashes of colour in the sky. This wasn't something he'd ever seen before. It looked to him like people were launching magic into the air. He pieced together this was 'normal' though after noting the citizens seeming quite happy and festive. He exhaled slowly as he glanced at his sword and sheath placed on the table. 

"That seems dangerous, though very colorful." Galvin observed the fireworks as he walked.

A figure leaned back in a seat facing a large window overlooking the horizon. The chamber was empty bar this person, who seemed rather disinterested with what was going on below in a vast city. Traffic boomed heavily and smoke seemed to rise from every other district and merge together in the sky. They rested their head on their fist and tapped on the arm of their seat with their free hand, slumped back. The silence broke as a pair of double doors opened up at the other end of this empty hall. A man clad in the darkest, most imposing armour stepped through, a red glow emitting from his helmet's visor. He strode towards the figure sat with their back facing him, the rattling of his armour echoing with each step. The suit of metal stopped a couple metres from the figure and took a knee, balling their fist to their chest.

"Jaarus' warriors have awakened, as foretold."

The figure looked over their shoulder briefly, silhouetted in the dimly lit room. The tapping ceased.

A choking silence filled the place before the figure raised a hand, waving them away. The man nodded, stood up to his towering height and bowed their head before turning to leave. The cape on the back of their armour, ripped with the attrition of countless battles, seemed to flow in a motion as he walked away.

(Fuggin' jojo posing, man. Looking at them while your back is turned to show your mark on your neck. Calvin can transform into Voljin to be your stand in the pose.)
Galvin remained quiet.

The passerby only gave a quick glance initially, seemingly quite busy then doubletook when they caught the mark. "Oh!" They almost dropped their bags, "Yes yes, of course! If you head back near the courtyard then take a left, you'll see it right in front of you. Huge tall building. Can't miss it."

"Great! Thank you," Justine smiled before turning to the direction where they had came from.

Galvin looked at where they went, and followed them.

"Still don't quite believe it."