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Current I'm back from my mini-Rp hiatus! Gonna go through the reams I missed and start getting back into it :)
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I'm on a hiatus atm due to work related issues. I'll be back and running next week.
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Procrastination has appeared. It's the killer. Do not die.
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Now's not the time to be dead!
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T5 is the butts.
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22 y/o Welsh gal living it up in the big city with my SO and two beautiful cats. Hobbies include gaming, creative writing, baking and dank memes. Oh and RPing too I guess.

I can't say I've been with RPG for terribly long, but I hope you enjoy what my writing style has to offer. Cheers!

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Thursday 16th April 2015- After-School

Leiko Hamada: Warakuma High-Class 2-1

Yamamoto's reply was affirmative, although there was a reluctance in his eyes and in the manner of his speech. Leiko couldn't exactly be sure what her classmate had gone through, but it wasn't really in her best interest to push him too hard in whatever mental state he was in. He had agreed to attend Club that day, and that was a victory in itself.

"Very well then, Yamamoto. Shall we?"



Warakuma High: Auditorium

Drama Club's activities that day were fairly standard fare. Some stretches to limber up the body, some vocal exercises and then delegating the members into groups for practicing a small section of a play. Leiko chose to hold back from any demonstrations that day, her fever lingering still from the day before. However, as she watched Dragunov belt off a rather strong performance, and Hashimoto concentrate intently on learning his lines, she couldn't help but feel better already.

She could make performers out of them yet.





Sunday 19th April 2015: Midday

Leiko Hamada: Warakuma Mall

"Ahhh, it's so busy here! I knew we should have come sooner..."

A tawny haired friend of Leiko's bemoaned their misfortunes as the small group wandered into one of the clothes stores, beholding the chaotic sight of middle aged women wrestling over a sweater, whilst a long formidable queue trailed outside the shop. Normally, Leiko would recoil at the thought of entering such a hostile environment as the Mall on a sale day, but she had heard enough about the event down in the complex to decide that the trip would be worth it for once.

Namely, the abundance of arts and crafts up for sale.

"Excuse me," she announced to her throng of female friends, acutely aware of their dwindling attentions as they eyed the trove of discounted fashion accessories furtively. "I'm just going to head to the crafts store for a little while. If you need to find me, I'll be there."

"Sure, Hamada-san! Ahhh, that bangle looks so cute!"

Whether or not they had absorbed the information didn't really matter to Leiko as she nodded slightly before taking her leave. It wasn't long before she weaved through the masses of people and finally into the decently crowded crafts store.

Her friends hadn't really questioned Leiko's sudden keen interest in attending the sale today, but if they had, there was a clear and simple answer: Props. The Drama Club was sorely lacking in resources, particularly in the vein of fabrics and tools, and having such a wide selection to choose from would certainly benefit her in the long run. Besides, Drama Club wasn't entirely about acting. Technical and labouring work was just as important as the performance itself, after all.

Leiko craned her head down at the presented selection, nodding approvingly as she inspected squares of fabric, before selecting several, varying in colours and textures. She would have to brush up on her sewing skills, although they were somewhat...lacking at the best of times. Maybe there was someone in the Club more interested in design? Bearing this thought in mind, Leiko hummed softly to herself as she packed away the rolls in her basket, but not before spotting an intriguing material tucked away up on one of the higher shelves. Leiko looked at her surroundings briefly to ask for a sales assistant to help her, but the staff appeared to be swamped with the demands of the other customers. Wistfully sighing and wishing she could take advantage of Saya's height (and speaking of, where was that girl today?) Leiko instead determined to reach for it herself.

Stretching her muscles as far as they would allow, Leiko balanced on the tips of her toes as her hand attempted to bat at the elusive fabric, but just as her fingertips graced it, her elbow accidentally knocked into one of the other craft materials, causing a fairly sturdy metal set of paints to tumble from their place on the shelf and knock her painfully in the back of her head. "Ouch! Damn it!" Leiko cursed, recoiling back as she rubbed the back of her head gingerly. Well, at least her friends hadn't been around to see that embarrassing little scene...

And lo and behold, that roll of material was still out of reach. Typical.




Saya Ueno: Ueno Residence

By all intents and purposes, today should have been considered as one of Saya's lucky breaks in life. Not only did she get to attend a massive sale clearance in the Mall, but she would get to do so in the company of the esteemed Club President of Archery himself: Rokoru Ishiara. Of course, she knew that he wasn't exactly there of his own volition (Saya was starry eyed, true, but not delusional), but he would be there with her for the day. Alone. Without any club members or pesky rivalries to get in the way of getting to know him better. And boy, did she want to get to know him better. Hundreds of questions and hypothetical scenarios had battered away at her within the past few days, and now she would finally get a chance to have some one-on-one with the man of her dreams. What could possibly go wrong?

The answer to that question was all too apparent as Saya woke up with bone-cracking yawn, and looked at her clock sluggishly.

The clock read 12:00.

The time that she was supposed to meet Rokoru-senpai, on the dot, at the Mall.

A piercing scream rang through the Ueno household, and by the time that her mother had raced up the stairs to investigate the situation, Saya was already halfway through a camisole blouse and jeans.

"Good Heavens Saya, what happened-?"

"How could this be happening? Howwww?!" Saya whined, oblivious to her mother's presence as she shoved a handful of cosmetics and a brush into her handbag before racing out the door faster than a bullet.

So much for her lucky break.




Saya Ueno: Warakuma Mall

Panting and wheezing, Saya had finally reached the Mall, miraculously managing to brush her hair in the process, although there was the unfortunate side-effect of being slightly windswept. But at least she had managed to make it by...30 minutes past the meeting time.

Crap.

Saya tried to hold down her nerves as she breathed in shakily, the air burning slightly through her lungs before she let out a deep exhale. She could do this. She could do this.

Summing up every ounce of courage she had, Saya turned the corner and saw Rokoru pacing around by some plants and checking his phone anxiously. He was on time. She was late. On a 'date' that she had arranged. This couldn't possibly go any worse.

"Ah...Ishiara-senpai!" Saya called out nervously, catching his attention with an overhead wave before quickly sprinting over to him. "I'm so sorry I'm late. Guess I slept through my alarm like an idiot. You're not mad, are you?" She shot him a wary smile as she brushed a wet strand of hair from her face. "I'll make it up to you! I'll buy you lunch or something. I mean, since you came out on a Sunday to help me and everything. And I was late, so..."
<Snipped quote by Sho Minazuki>

Saya is a first year, right?
Maybe she can keep Chiaki company
xD


Nope. She's in 2-1, along with Leiko.

Also 2-1 best class

In any case, I'll get a post up sometime tomorrow.
FINALLY POSTED.

Dear god did I take forever. And it feels good to finally get something out there.

Anyway, interacting with Noboru a bit so I'll wait for Sword to reply.
-Wednesday 15th April, 2015- After School

Saya Ueno: Warakuma High School: Class 2-1

Unease had settled within Saya Ueno as she sat in class, her eyes drifting to the empty seat directly in front of her.

Leiko Hamada hadn't come to school that day. Not only that, but she wasn't even returning Saya's increasingly panicked messages. Her friends merely dismissed it as part of Hama-chan's 'aloof, devil may care' attitude, but Saya knew better. Hama-chan's attendance record was near flawless. Why would she disappear without a trace?

Her eyes flickered to the boy sitting on the other side of class; Noboru Yamamoto. Saya didn't really know him directly, but he had a sort of notoriety about him after his disappearing act the past few days. He seemed like a nice guy, but not without his secrets. It appeared as if no one knew the true reason why he disappeared. It was strange, that was for sure.

So Hama-chan's absence couldn't be linked to that, could it?

"Hey, Saya-chan, I heard about what happened in Archery! Is it true about you and the Club President?" One of Saya's friends had approached her desk with a sly smile as the bell rang for the end of classes. "Wow, girl. You work fast!"

"Umm...I'm gonna skip Archery today, actually..." Saya murmured vaguely, barely hearing a word her friend said as she reached for her school bag and headed for the door. "See you tomorrow..."

"Huh? Saya-chan?"




Saya Ueno: Hamada Residence

Ding dong!

Pale fingers tapped impatiently on the leather strap of Saya's bag as she fidgeted at Leiko's doorstep, the blood drained from her face. Oh god, please be here...please answer the door!

The door finally answered after the third bell, a sigh of relief escaping Saya's lips as a middle aged woman with auburn hair answered the door. It was nearly too easy to mistake the woman for Leiko, had it not been for the lines on her face, and the strange expression she wore as she greeted Saya with a wafer thin smile. "Oh, hello. Leiko's friend, I assume?"

The woman's breath smelled of stale wine, and it was all Saya could do to resist wrinkling her nose as she smiled a little too brightly in response. "Ah, yes! I was wondering if Hama-cha-ahh, I mean, if your daughter is home? She didn't come to school today."

"Hmm?" The older woman frowned for a moment, then glanced up the stairs. "Ah. Well, umm, that's probably it..." Her answer was so vague it made Saya's eyebrows fly up in disbelief. "Would you like to go up and check on her?"

"Umm...yes, I would actually. Thank you, Hamada-san." Saya bowed respectfully before slipping off her shoes and entering the house. Leiko's mother on the other hand, didn't even bother to close the door as she headed off towards the kitchen. She was certainly a little weird, that's for certain. No wonder Hama-chan didn't like talking about her.

Discarding her slightly judgemental thoughts for now, Saya made her way up the stairs, and towards Leiko's room. Admittedly, she didn't really come to Hama-chan's place that often. Her friend was a pretty private person, really. She never talked about herself that much; not her family, not her fiance, not even her aspirations for the future. It was more than a little frustrating.

Saya stood to a halt outside Leiko's door and rapped her knuckles on the solid wood tentatively, her breath hitching from the suspense.

"What is it?"

Hama-chan's blessed, sulky-sounding voice made Saya sigh in relief, no longer taking a moment's hesitation as she forced her way through the door and flung herself on Hama-chan's bed. "Hama-chaannnn!"

"H-Hey!" Leiko's startled voice became less muffled as her head appeared out of her bed covers, her face flushed hot and eyes glaring angrily at Saya. "What are you doing here? And stop bouncing on my bed, my head is killing me...", she added irritably as she pressed her hand against her burning forehead.

"I'm just glad you're okay!" Saya squealed, ceasing her bouncing for a moment only to shoot Leiko a hurt look. "Do you realize what you've been doing to me? You didn't answer any of my texts!"

"I was ill, Saya. I was kind of too busy throwing up to keep up my social life..." Leiko grumbled, sliding back under the sheets and away from view."Besides, I'm still coming to school tomorrow, so you would have seen me then."

"Yeah, well, I didn't want to take any chances!" Saya protested, an uncharacteristic scowl on her face as she pulled the covers back from Leiko's face. "After what happened with that Noboru guy? You really didn't think that no one would be worried?"

"I doubt that anyone else possesses the same level of paranoia as you," Leiko growled, wrapping her arms around herself as she shivered from her burning fever. "I inhaled too much dust last night and had a reaction. I hardly 'disappeared'." She clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "But still...I suppose you were just looking out for me."

"You bet. And next time you decide to disappear, send me a text first, okay?" Saya grinned widely, patting the slightly disgruntled Leiko on the head before retrieving her notebook from her bag. "I got my notes with me. We can catch up together if you want?"

"That...would be pretty helpful. Thank you." Leiko looked up at Saya with a hint of a smile as she took the notebook gratefully. "Hmm, isn't it Archery Club today though?"

"Yeah, well..." Saya's eyes fell to the mattress with a hint of a blush on her cheeks. "Kinda a long story, but I'm a bit embarrassed to show my face there anyways."

"I don't suppose it has something to do with 'Rokoru-Senpai <3', does it?" Leiko said with a deadpan expression whilst holding up Saya's rather decorative notes. "Only a wild guess but-"

"J-Just shut up and study!"




-Thursday 16th April, 2015- After School

Leiko Hamada: Warakuma High School: Auditorium

"You know, it really would be okay if you wanted to cancel Drama Club today, Hama-chan," Saya frowned, tapping on Leiko's shoulder as they packed away their books. "You're still not completely over your fever yet, and people wouldn't judge or anythi-"

"No." Leiko's answer was firm and absolute as she shrugged off Saya's concerned touch. "We can't afford to just 'miss' a club session. I'd keel over and die first."

"Judging by how you look, that wouldn't be an impossibility..." Saya muttered under her breath. "Well, I-"

"Hey, Saya-chan! We're heading to the Mall! Wanna come?"

"Ahh, w-well, hold that thought, okay Hama-chan?" Saya shot an apologetic smile as she cocked her head towards the friends waiting for her by the door. "Take care of yourself! Don't work too hard!"

Leiko merely sighed as she watched her friend bound off like an excitable puppy, picking out a vanity mirror from her bag and glancing at her features. She looked vastly better than she did the day before (with a dripping nose, hot red flushed face and bloodshot eyes, Leiko really had been a sight to behold), although the faintest pink flush remained on her cheeks. Overall, however, it was back to business as usual.

And speaking of business, Leiko couldn't help but spot that Yamamoto boy getting up and packing his things. He was a mystery, certainly, but more importantly- was he planning to attend Drama Club today?

Squaring her shoulders, Leiko approached his desk, tapping his shoulder gently as she gauged him with a guarded smile. "Yamamoto-kun. I didn't have the chance to say how glad I am to see you're back in school. And when I say you're 'back', is it safe to assume you'll be coming to club today?"
<Snipped quote by Sho Minazuki>
I was waiting for Kissu to post, but if she doesn't do so soon, I guess I'll just get Sato's ass over there.


I'll get onto that soon, promise.
I also need to get off my ass and post at some point. =/

Also, Matthew and Leiko are gonna have harem wars.
I refuse to post again until two more people do. Come on guys, let's do dees!


I believe we have 3 now. ;) No more excuses!

RIP. I came back and killed the thread in my wake.

OTL

I am the Devil King.


Tbh, you killed it when you left. The pace slowed down pretty majorly after Dollet. There was a point where we had no wimmen. Only sausages everywhere.

Anyway, I posted! Hell yeah! Tyler decided to be chivalrous and stupid, so now he's out for the count. Have fun! and I totally didn't write myself out of the battle nope
Mei Song

Unlike her brother, Mei was held back at the safehouse with the remaining SeeD, her youthful face pinched into an expression of worry as her fingers wrung together anxiously. The life that seemed to radiate from her had faded in the wake of the mission, leaving behind what merely appeared to be a scared seventeen year old girl. Her eyes darted up from the floor as the woman known as Yoko spoke up and suddenly addressed the non-combat SeeDs, prompting Mei herself to look over at the remaining group.

She was still amazed that the Faction had been able to employ such a quantity of SeeD to begin with, and it filled her with a little hope that the mission would go without a hitch with so many people waiting on the sidelines, ready for action. Not to mention that would mean that her brother's safety was secured as well. "You heard Mrs Ono!" Leaping up to her feet with a sudden gust of energy, Mei placed her hands on her hips with a lighthearted play at leadership. "Our boys and girls need a hand out there! Only the strongest and bravest need apply!" She shot them a wicked grin. "And I'm your employer too, so whatever I say, goes!"

___________________________________________

Tyler Song

Tyler followed Jake's lead as the decision was made to rendezvous with the other SeeD members, and it wasn't long before their target finally made his appearance.

With a loud crack, the Major emerged from his den with a powerful force, mutilating some hapless girl before tossing her aside like garbage, his face alight with an almost inhuman fury. However, the more damage he seemed to sustain, the wider his grin became. Tyler had never seen such a disturbing sense of glee in a human being in all his life (although he had heard stories of the vile man,) and the very sight of his bloodthirsty destruction chilled him to the bone.

Still, they all had a job to do, and living up to their professional reputation, the mercenaries sprung into action, slinging magic and weaponry at the Major in a vain attempt to retaliate against his brute strength. Capturing him was going to be a difficult feat, to be sure, but it wasn't impossible. Not yet.

Tyler played his part in the battle, although his bullets rattled uselessly against the Major's thick hide in an attempt to slow him down. If it bothered Wiggs, he showed no sign of it as he warded off both Jake's and the scythe guy's attacks.

And then, something in the Major's eyes changed as they flickered over to the two prominent female members of SeeD. The bald woman and the brunette.

Tyler could see his fists crackle with the elements of fire and lightning as the Major charged towards the two girls, and for a brief moment, he could see Mei in the same position, cowering in fear as the hulk of a man crushed her with his fist and-

His feet bolted before he could even finish the line of thought, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he stepped right into the line of fire, shielding the targeted female SeeD as he raised his gun and squeezed the trigger without a moment's hesitation.

In a matter of seconds, Tyler could see his bullet graze the cheek of the devastating super-soldier, but the image quickly faded in blinding white as one of Wiggs's fists collided into him in retaliation. Flames scorched into the side of Tyler's face as he screamed from the burning agony, his body blown back by the force of the punch as his back hit against the wall, causing a chunk of debris to fall on top of him.

The room started to blur and the ringing in his ears started to grow louder as Tyler fluttered in and out of consciousness, whilst the battle before him raged on.
I need to stop doing grown up things and post something.

Also:

'Leiko and Toma hold hands.'

'Toma bashes Leiko's head in with a mace.'

Holy crap,now I know which Social Link to avoid.
Thank you. ;w; Nice to see you're still around too, Ninjy.


Now we just need Hero back and it'll be like old times! ;-;
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