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Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Suna Kumoshita

Upon seeing the huge grin on Keiko's face, Suna knew that their definition of 'friend' differs in troublesome ways. Naturally, he had no intention to let himself be her henchmen. He had always disliked being roped into any sort of responsibility, especially the ones that revolve around causing trouble. But he felt that she also considered his suggestion seriously. After receiving the notebook, Suna couldn't help but draw a long breath as his eyes landed on the comically important 'FRIEND' written on the page. "Aren't you enthusiastic?" he said, his unwavering smile barely changing. He then introduced himself, "I'm Suna Kumoshita, of Class 1-C. You can call me Suna, as all my friends do."

He found it odd that Keiko didn't mention her year. For all he know she might be an upperclassman. Not that it matters much for Suna; he most likely wouldn't act differently around his peers or his seniors. Suna closed the notebook and returned it into his bag in a completely innocuous manner, "'Friends', then." he said. He deliberately ignored that part about her asking him a 'favor', in order to left her offer with an ambiguous non-answer.

While he waited for Keiko's reaction, his eye caught once more the student council president's figure. Quite a distance away, talking to a fairly tall, oddly expressionless boy. He hoped Keiko's little show earlier went unnoticed.

Colours in the IC

If overly used within one post, it's obnoxious. Centered rainbow text splattered everywhere for the sake of it is distracting, contributes virtually nothing except for some self-acclaimed sense of personal charm and individuality that's not really there. Using a different color for dialogue only is acceptable as long as the color stands out from RPG's dark theme.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Aaaaahahaha. I love Sakura. I have such a soft spot for aggressive boss-types. I feel like Maksim's borderline apathy and Sakura's tightly wound personalities are going to mesh horribly, so fun. Watching Keiko and Suna is also fun though. It's all so fun. So much fun, everywhere. I'm going to overdose on fun. Please send help.

My post is a bit lack-luster, my apologies. Having a little trouble getting out of my head today, aha.

@doughnutmoney

Yeah. I'm having tons of fun as well. Suna's unfazed kindness versus Keiko's strong personality gave me my kicks; I hope those two can get into introductions, at least. Here's hoping you can get better (migraines suck, I know) and get back into the RP, @Rune_Alchemist.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Suna Kumoshita

During the moment she wrote there was silence, except for the footsteps of the few students who stayed after the student council's loud speech, and the sound of graphene sliding against paper. With how vigorously Keiko scribbled on the notepad, words are hardly necessary to convey what Keiko meant. Still, he wouldn't bet on it and received the notebook. The lines she put down were bold and clear, "What the heck is your deal? Ugh. You ruined it! Ruined! That was the perfect chance for me to mess with the Prez!" she 'said'.

"Honestly, I don't know what my deal is, either." He rubbed the back of his head as he spoke, "But what making her angry would accomplish? The kind of satisfaction you get from making other people feel angry doesn't last. At all. The student council president is merely doing her job... No comment on the white-haired guy, though." Suna said, putting down his hand. He wondered if this girl knew the student council president personally, but he wouldn't ask. What he said just now he meant it.

"Why'd you do that anyways!?...unless...Kahahaha~" was what written, accompanied with an adequate drawing of what she did just a few moments ago. He was about to respond, but that laughter at the end rendered him unable to respond seriously. His carefree smell melted into an almost-sneer. He quickly realized this, and struggled to rectify his expression. "You thought I was pretty and wanted to save me from getting sent to the disciplinary committee! Hahahaha, sorry you ain't got boobs. But lets say you become my henchman and I'll forgive you!~"

Honestly, Suna needed to look down on her figure and confirm that yes, she wore a skirt. What a twist. "Your henchmen, huh? I think I'm past that phase..." he said, with a look that suggests that he did consider it. Having ran through her reaction, Suna honestly was at a loss. A part of him knew that getting involved with this thick-headed girl might lead to bad things. Those types existed back in every school Suna had been in. 'No, I won't. If you want to continue causing trouble, it's up to you. Sorry for butting in your business.' was what he would've said. But another part of him says something different. A few days has passed since he entered Yamaku, and he had pushed away many people because of some sense of 'not belonging'. It's about time for that to change.

"So, how about this?" Suna took a pencil out from his bag, and made some scratches on the notebook. He crossed out the word henchmen, and wrote 'friends' above it. He showed it to the girl with a smile on his face. He didn't exactly know the ethics of doing this to a mute person's speech. It might be literally putting words in her mouth, but even so, he hoped what he meant could get across.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

@ClocktowerEchos: I don't want to sound nitpicky, especially after you went through the effort of editing your post, but Suna already picked up the crumpled paper.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

@ClocktowerEchos: Uh, did Kenshi just drag off another student? Who was it? I thought Suna successfully saved Kei.

And it's Keikaku (計画), not Keikou.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Suna Kumoshita

Honestly, Suna was expecting this kind of reaction from the girl. He had this kind of stupid vendetta against authority, too, back at the middle school's first grade. He had expected words that won't make it past censors to rattle off her mouth, but instead surprised when a jumbled, somewhat unintelligible chain of noises entered his ears instead. He spent several seconds trying to make the head and tails of what she said, but the sentence, a non-sequitur as far as Suna was concerned, was lost.

He only figured out what the girl was all about when she pulled out a notepad. 'By any chance, is she mute?' he thought. Suddenly he found himself in a loss on how to act, especially after the girl found out that she was out of paper. She then glared at him. Oh boy, he could sense the awkward atmosphere coming at him in 3... 2... 1...

But what came instead was a bonk to his head. "Ouch." he said. It didn't hurt but he still said it out of reflex. 'Those tomboys are always quick to get physical.' he thought, still maintaining a relatively carefree smile on his face. The girl put her hands on her hips and stared daggers at him. He could spot an almost-pout. Even though he was slightly shorter than her, he found the gesture cute. No, not exactly, that glare was definitely full of annoyance. What he found cute was her difficulty of conveying meanings without words to help her, a problem that wasn't exclusive to the mutes.

But he realized smiling there and appreciating her anger wouldn't resolve anything. Suna reached for his bag and pulled out a notebook, "Well, it wouldn't be fair if I'm the only one speaking here." he gave it to her, "Either way, there's time and place for you to do away with the rules, but here you're just going to embarrass yourself and gave a bad impression for the--" Suna's words suddenly froze; he might've made a mistake in lecturing her. Hoping that nothing will fall apart, Suna forced himself to continue "--new students." he said.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Posted. That sure took a while to type up. Hopefully I haven't made any mistakes.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Suna Kumoshita

A listless expression was painted clear all over Suna's face as he silently walked, the dormitories as his destination. Near the last period today Suna's condition struck again; he felt a sudden, irresistible urge to fall asleep. "A brain with a broken alarm clock", had been what he said to explain his condition to his friends at middle school. The teachers didn't mind him, of course, they had adequate knowledge of his 'special needs', and acted appropriately. Namely, letting him sleep. A very useful privilege he had been experiencing since his middle school days. The one just now was a real attack, though, and his back was slightly tired out from a bad sleeping posture.

Despite having full reign to feign sleep and getting away with it one hundred percent of the time, Suna's social life hadn't been going smoothly. Amongst the disabled crowd of his classmates Suna was, technically, among the most normal. Each and every student has no need to know other student's disabilities. Couple this with Suna's apparent normalcy, and he was quick to become background noise amongst people. He understood that he was part of the problem; he wasn't exactly trying to make friends. His tendency to push people away from knowing him is an odd thing he only developed since entering Yamaku.

All those people, with their damaged selves, where does he fit in?

'It's sure nice to have an immediately obvious disability.' Suna couldn't help but think that, although he quickly realized the offense it would cause should he speak it out loud. Cursing himself silently, he quickly averted his gaze somewhere else to perish the thought. It landed in... unexpected places, to say at the least.

Was that a flash of another color he saw hidden underneath Yamaku's green skirt? His eyes scanned it with intense focus. But he wavered when he realized whose skirt that was: the violet-haired, tall-statured student council president. The greatest authority there is in Yamaku, as far as the student body is concerned. As if that's not enough, the silver-haired samurai's right there beside her. Some sort of event is going on, perhaps. The moment he saw her retrieve a megaphone, Suna instinctively put a finger over the entrance of his ears.

"Students of Yamaku!"

As expected from the student council president. Her voice was as gallant as her chest, if not more. Not that he didn't know, if that speech back at the student entrance ceremony was any indication. After the possibly cardiac-arrest-inducing, eardrum-damaging opener of a speech, the student council president ranted on about living life to its fullest. Standard motivation speech by any measure, followed by a reaffirmation of the rules by the silver-haired samurai. If he recalled correctly, Suna had nightmares about him during an narcoleptic sleep two days ago.

After the entire thing was over, Suna mulled on a point of her speech that stuck on him; every student has to participate in the sports fair. He looked to his left; a wheelchair-bound girl. He looked to his right; a man with only one leg. Suna didn't know the state of the sports fair one year ago, but he predicted there would be a lot more competition in this year's Chess. He continued his Sherlock scan of the displeased student reactions, and spotted a girl energetically waving at the student council president. 'What an adorable supporter.' was what he would've thought if not for the crumpled piece of paper she just so casually dropped.

There are many kinds of stupidity, and this one was a type he could tell on sight. Suna moved as fast as he could without being too conspicuous, and quickly grabbed the paper ball from the ground.

"I don't know what you have against her, but you do not do that when the samurai's around," Suna said. He himself had already experienced the power of the eyepatch several days ago when he merrily ran across the deceptively long classroom hallway, which was, in his defense, very inviting to run in (and his middle school didn't have rules against running). Once was enough, Suna decided, after the lecture and 'punishment' he received from the disciplinary committee. "...unless you want another disability or two on top what you already have." Suna added.

Katawa Shoujo RP (school for disabled students)

Suna's on the way to send Keiko an anti-stupid warning, hold on.