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Nepal Cordalik

The male sat cross-legged in the middle of the floor, a white towel spread out underneath him to protect the hardwood floor. His hands rested on his knees, arms rested down along his leg and body, completely motionless. His metal mask of a face showed no expression; The slits where the eyes would go was all that resembled a face. The male wore a basic white robe, his long, sand-green hair trailing on the back with a few visible knots within it.

The radio was broadcasting the latest address being issued by the governor. While the affairs of the government didn't attract his interest whatsoever, Nepal felt it was important to keep an ear out in case any information related to Corpus Noir was leaked or  any condemning plans put in place. This time, however, aside from the increased growth of the petty 'Watcher' organization, there wasn't anything of hindrance to them.

As the male was listening to the broadcast, a younger female sat up from her own towel, having just woken up. She then resumed to great Nepal.

 "Hey, Mr. Cordalik, thanks for letting me sleep at your place.  Can't exactly go around in public with this beauty."

Nepal remained seated, very stiffly turning his neck over to 'face' the female, and replied in an almost metallic, muffled sound.

"Do not thank me, Ashworth. I am simply fulfilling my duties as a Corpus Noir member, and comrade to you. Being too appreciative for duties already expected of another is almost too humble."

With those words, the male stood up, using his hands to push against his own knees. Once standing, he stood at a high of about six and a half feet, his robes falling down to about mid-calf. He then turned his body to properly face the female.

"I will prepare a meal, if you wish."