There was a loud call of "Just a minute!" and a few thumping noises before the door flew open to reveal Alize, dressed in her usual shorts and a long-sleeved shirt, her only concession to the dropping autumn temperatures. The apartment -- or what of it was visible through the door -- was of decent size, and just a bit messy, mostly due to musical scores and lyric sheets liberally stacked on every available surface. It pretty much looked exactly like what one would expect an apartment shared by two teenage musicians in the 80s to look like.

The pigtailed girl smiled at Hakuba. "Hey, there you are! Come in a sec, I just have to get some stuff."

She turned and made a beeline for one of the apartment's bedrooms, presumably to get her things. As she went, she passed through a beam of sunlight coming in from the window, and the pale mark of scars on both her legs shone in the light. They were oddly-shaped, almost like... music notes. But the sign was gone again in a flash as she disappeared into the bedroom.