[b]Daijuji Kuzaku - Aura Bright's Office[/b]

Kuzaku was quite relieved to see the present women drop their conversation to attend to him. It seemed the practice of triage was still alive and well, thankfully. He gratefully accepted a seat, sighing deeply as he rested his head in his hands. Dr. Bright hovered over him, asking the matter. Kuzaku frowned. Was he really going to just come out and say that he had visions of the future? He wasn't even sure this was the right person to see; for all he knew, she would just say that he was hallucinating, or suffered a seizure. Still, it couldn't hurt to test the waters a little.

"Doctor... Bright? Was it? What do you know about... precognition?"

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[b]Kiss-Shot[/b]

A craft of some kind landed a short distance aways, and a small group of men filed out. One of Kiss-Shot's fine, blonde eyebrows arched at the sight. This was an interesting development. Breathing a little life into the situation. She could make out three from here; one in strange, grey armor, one resembling a samurai, and the last, merely a boy, but with a golden aura. This was curious.

The two armored men stepped forward, brazenly demanding a coffin, likely the one at the bottom of the pit, offering threats in return. Kiss-Shot's eyes narrowed. She did not take well to threats. The last person that threatened her, she had left as a dessicated corpse. And the one before that. And the one before that. Why break a streak at this point?

"Is that so?" She called out, stepping forward. "What if I should wish to keep the coffin? You abandoned it and I found it. I'm afraid the exchange rate of threats to buried treasure is not especially good at the moment."

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[b]Giorno Giovanna - Client World 576143290-B[/b]

Having ignored the clown outside of his office, Giorno had in short order joined up with the rest of his subordinates and boarded a landing craft, destined for the last known location of the object they sought. The ride had been quick, their pilot navigating the hyperspace bypasses quite efficiently. The sight of the Shadow Eternity drill had quickly led them to where the coffin was supposed to be buried, but it seemed that they had company. Company that had beaten them to the punch.

Slowly rising from his seat, Giorno silently cursed as his underlings rushed off the craft and began issuing threats. The damn fools. Why was Giorno cursed to have to work with such incompetents? He began to suspect that he was being set up by his own superiors. Either way, he had to salvage this situation before the two idiots he had been assigned began to muck everything up further.

He strode ahead of his subordinates, but behind him, Gold Experience Requiem quietly informed them of what Giorno thought of their requisitioning skills so far, [color=aba000]"Silenzio! If the foolishness of either of you jeopardize this mission further, I will personally ensure that you sleep with the fishes.[/color]"

Meanwhile, he met with the group gathered around the lift leading down into the drilled pit. He spotted the girl immediately. This required delicacy, now that they actually knew what the coffin contained. No trace of worry appeared on his face as he presented as calming and amicable a smile as he could manage. "Please, I mean no harm. My deepest apologies for the words of my associates; their social skills are lacking at best. Still, what they say is mostly to the point. Our organization constructed and currently holds ownership of the coffin that resides at the bottom of the well behind you." He gestured gracefully behind them as he spoke, and then easily turned his attention to the girl, kneeling to speak to her directly, his tone soft and sincere. "My dear, we've come to pick you up as well. I'm sure you have many questions, and we can answer them in due time. But first, let's leave this dreadful place. Your family is worried sick about you."