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BANANAS ARE GOOD >u>

and Idk you could always just copy paste your post into wordpad, google drive or some sort of technological doodad. Though I'm sure everyone is there for the pen experiment, aren't they? The whole punishment thing is supposed to go on during vacation or something. I'll re-read and edit in a sec because I smell food and must investigate.
@~@
Mogtaki said
Indeed, but the way it's written is as if the gloves are a sidekick, like instead of Ratchet and Clank it's Link and Glove.The Legend of Zelda: The Adventures of Link and Glove.


Adventures of Link and Glove would end up to be some cracked up dating sim...eheeheehee

Oh me and my dirty mind...
Yoro's plan seemed simple enough, though she bashfully admitted to herself that it took her longer than she'd liked for her to catch on. Akira couldn't help but wonder what condition the pen would be in, and if it wasn't in decent form upon discovery there was no telling how Takahiro would've faired upon the school's nightly change. A shudder ran down Akira's spine as she grimaced at the resulting thought, but her thoughts were broken as everyone was ordered to travel together and dismissed until 11:30 that night.

Wait, everyone but Shiro and herself was dismissed. Great. She sullenly took her seat once more, still choosing to distract herself with her hands. It was crazy how she was managing her mood swings, fairing from bossy and commanding in the face of danger before resuming back to her quietly uncomfortable self. It was as if she didn't know what to make of herself, but then again, being around Shiro and seeing him fall apart in front of her had somehow pushed her to the far end of her own self. To be honest, it exhausted her, and she wanted nothing more to curl up with her banana wine that Youhei had purchased her to numb her mind a bit. All of this thinking was beginning to burn her out.

Fate was once again unkind in her eyes, and she took a moment to raise her eyes to briefly meet Yoro's before settling on Shiro's face, curious to see her friend's reaction. Maybe he'd be partial to skipping out on setting the pen and spending the evening with herself? She didn't want to be at the dorm building alone...and after all, Yoro did say to stick together. Well, maybe there'd be time after setting up Yoro's experiment to indulge herself.

Oh, right, Yoro. He was in front of her. What was she supposed to say? An awkward "What do you need?" slipped past her lips rather bluntly, and she flushed at her tone. "I..I mean, how may I help, Yoro-kun?" She quickly added, hopeful that this would sweep away her first attempt at communicating with him. Akira couldn't help but hate how weird she was feeling, and she couldn't help but blame it on Shiro being present. But then again, why would Shiro being around make her feel weird? 'I can't do this right now. Just focus, I can deal with all this petty confusion later.' Akira chided towards herself, hoping she looked somewhat collected to her peers in front of her.
Oh man a catfight haha, that'd be fun xD I think the way you portray Kimiko is great though, i can't help but laugh because I've known people like that in high school and man, it was just....well, you know.

It is crazy how Kimi would automatically assume Chiaki is a threat and kill her with sour-faced kindness. Just absolutely crazy xD
I get the feeling Akira's gonna get cozy with that bottle of banana flavored alcohol tonight on the roof...
Duuuude D: i'm so sorry, i'm glad you're alive and not too terribly hurt.... I wish you the best with the legal aspects of the ordeal and with your recovery.
"Well then, I'd suppose it'd be best that we start makin' our way." Aera snorted, her eyes bemusedly lingering on the riled up Templar. She took Youhei's arm and led him forward, mostly for his sake than hers--it'd be strange to see a man walkin around at night by himself, but dismissed once they saw who was on his arm-- and led the group to the local tavern.

It wasn't much but an oversized shack itself, but the atmosphere was contagious and widespread. Once Aera walked in, she was greeted with multiple hollers and greetings which quickly tapered off once the gleaming Templars stepped into the bar. Aera waved her hands up, sheepish grin painted on her features as she got comfortable on a rickety barstool, and she merely said, "They're here to investigate the happin's round here. No harm, no foul, i'll keep an eye on 'em..." she dwindled off as she poured the contents of her bag onto the bar table, for all to see. "I've got some nibbles here that'd probably taste lovely in that kettle of yours, Nan'. Mind firin' up that thing and gettin some chili cookin'?"

As Aera expected the folk were pleased upon the sight of a gun, knowing that it must've been taken from someone not worth having it, and with the presence of food, be it canned or fresh, they were even more elated. The rag-tag band went back to picking their strings and howling out their tunes, and the booze was passed out with even more fevor than before. The red-haired woman then motioned for her companions to join her, and took the time to inform them as to why it was so festive around here. "It's not always like this. You just missed out on a wedding, so they're still celebrating it a day after. Traditions and all, but enjoy yourself and enjoy the booze....cept you, cutie." she motioned to Youhei, "You owe me a drink, eh?" a mischievous twinkle settled in her eyes, as she playfully nudged him, but the glint of armor that caught her eye soberly reminded her of her other companions. "Oh, right. Well then, Mr. knights, ask your questions. I promise I'll answer them as best I can, I suppose."
Nayrin's eyes were wide as she absentmindedly watched Link tear into Onyx's army, the power ebbing from him in waves as he continued his furious assault. How in Nayru's name did he manage to obtain such strength? Whatever it was, she was grateful to see he was safe, and her moral boosted. She whipped off the invisibility cloak before returning to Demoko's side. She wasn't sure how she'd help, but she figured her strength was agility and close-combat maneuvering. If the enemy couldn't see her, how would he know where to punch? She'd serve as a decent distraction, but first she'd have to notify the one long-range attack specialist she knew of.

Within a moment she was at Caelan's side, quickly letting him know of her plan. "Do not consider me when you aim your magic, I am confident that I am quick enough to avoid him. Do not hesitate, my friend." she adamantly spoke, and afterwards she notified both Aadab and Regol of the same plan. Regol didn't seem too thrilled about it at all, given his strange protective instincts towards her, but she brushed him off before fastening the magic garb around her once more and vanishing.

She couldn't help but feel her courage waiver as the monster of the man crossed the bridge, and she wondered if there were any more explosives left tied to the rafters. What if she could find some way to attach those to him? Then again, there was a chance she'd manage to blow herself up...Nonetheless, she took to tossing her senbon at the man from behind in hopes that he'd lose a bit of his focus. She had to be useful in some way, and until further orders this was how she'd do so.
Yes waiter i would like a steaming hot order of Yuri with a house salad on the side thank you. oh hold the ice on my sweet tea.
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