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thusia2012-11-26 01:51 am
hallmonotor) wrote in thusia2012-11-26 01:51 am
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Who: these two mentally unsound high schoolers (Ishimaru and Genocider Syo) and YOU!
When: Day 96, Afternoon
Where: Shrine area
What: terrible new arrivals bothering people
[Anyone who happens to stop by Dellen's Shrine today around noon will find a young man sitting in front of it, blocking the way. He's sitting neatly, hands folded in his lap, and would look like quite a model student if it weren't for the bare katana resting loosely in one of his hands and the rather unorthodox uniform. He smiles in a way that almost seems innocuous and friendly, but those paying close attention might notice something vaguely off-putting about it.]
Good afternoon. Might I ask you how it was that you died?
[ Next to him stands a teenage girl, twirling her long, braided pigtails in her hands and smiling devilishly. She pokes and prods at the boy, pulling on his hair and pushing in his cheek. ]
Ki-kuuuuun, this is boring! I don’t have time for this! Make it go faster!
[ She yanks one of his eyebrows. ]
Geeheehaa, these are pretty long! Maybe I could… give them a little cut! Geeheehaahaa!!!
[He seems unfazed by the girl's actions, calmly swatting her hand away, his hand tightening on the hilt of the sword in his hand.]
When: Day 96, Afternoon
Where: Shrine area
What: terrible new arrivals bothering people
[Anyone who happens to stop by Dellen's Shrine today around noon will find a young man sitting in front of it, blocking the way. He's sitting neatly, hands folded in his lap, and would look like quite a model student if it weren't for the bare katana resting loosely in one of his hands and the rather unorthodox uniform. He smiles in a way that almost seems innocuous and friendly, but those paying close attention might notice something vaguely off-putting about it.]
Good afternoon. Might I ask you how it was that you died?
[ Next to him stands a teenage girl, twirling her long, braided pigtails in her hands and smiling devilishly. She pokes and prods at the boy, pulling on his hair and pushing in his cheek. ]
Ki-kuuuuun, this is boring! I don’t have time for this! Make it go faster!
[ She yanks one of his eyebrows. ]
Geeheehaa, these are pretty long! Maybe I could… give them a little cut! Geeheehaahaa!!!
[He seems unfazed by the girl's actions, calmly swatting her hand away, his hand tightening on the hilt of the sword in his hand.]