Well then, I'll just have Meeka leave, bump into Realmor, set things in motion, and have Eris miss her chance to converse with Meeka for the time. While I work on this post, KoL can you do an interest check on all the Roleplayers here to see if they are still going to post if the story continues?
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Mister Mori suddenly felt colder, it seemed as if Shiina was draining his body heat. “I have absolutely no idea what you’re on about Po. The café’s numbers are always the same. You know that better than anyone here.” He mused the thought in his head, that was until Shiina vanished from his grip and a knife went right past his head. Mori immediately fell to the ground as 2 more knives rushed past above him getting stuck in the brick wall. There indeed was nothing more terrifying than an angry Shiina. Letting it go at that and counting himself lucky for getting off with just a warning, he made his way back to Amiti who seemed to be quite attracted to a certain girl. "Ikki-san eh? I think I am going to have to give that girl a good inspection just to make sure Amiti would be fine with her." He smiled his big toothy smile and made his way to were Shiina. Vampire or not, evil dragon slaying lady or not, Mori knew that he deserved answers for what happened to Amiti, and the chasers would be the best source of information.
Once Shiina had finished giving orders, Mister Mori walked up Ikkime and simply said, "I need to talk with you later." He looked at Shiina with a look only a grandpa could give, and he alone could pull it off without incurring the Wrath of Shiina. (due to the amount of time he knew Shiina)
Once Shiina had finished giving orders, Mister Mori walked up Ikkime and simply said, "I need to talk with you later." He looked at Shiina with a look only a grandpa could give, and he alone could pull it off without incurring the Wrath of Shiina. (due to the amount of time he knew Shiina)
true, but he did say we could post without him. You could just take control for the moment.
yeah "Help", it always starts with the zipper
Mister Mori would love to help with the zipper.
Also, who says that the android isn't in his sights as well?
Well.... Let's see. I could see the stimulus, perhaps we could have Realmor make an appearance and then Eris or Meeka, or both would react in a not so good way. Or if you have any other ideas that will work to.
Man, Mister Mori wastes no time, he's already on the move and struck his first victim.
“There’s a spare room next to the one Mistress Eiko was spending in last night and there’s always the room in the back as well. Please, take all the time you need.”
Mister Mori's face lit up after he heard that sentence. There were girls back there, there was a spare room? They were also changing. It seemed all to perfect, yet he couldn't help but slowly make his way to the back of the Cafe. He stopped however half-way there when he sensed a pair of bloodthirsty eyes were watching him. Mori knew that no matter what could be behind the counter it was not worth crossing a female.
For Hell hath no fury like that of a woman.
Mori chuckled silently though as he he added the last part to the end of the saying, in respect of course to the owner of this Cafe.
For Hell hath no fury like that of a woman, and if that woman be Shiina, the devil be running too.
He knew the vampire all too well, seeing as how he had known her since his days as a young chaser. He felt the vampiress' wrath once, and that was more than enough for him. He was debating where to go from this point when he suddenly felt another presence watching him. He may be old, but Mister Mori could sense things with inhumane precision, giving him the nickname "Oracle", or as other chasers back in the day called him, "Po" short for "The Pervy Oracle." Knowing that Shiina was the only one that could match or surpass his depth of perception he made his way over to the the Vampire and slung his arm around her waist, "Now Shiina, I must say, your Cafe seems to be getting busier everyday! Why do you have so many guests?" He knew that Shiina would understand what he was really talking about, being an old man had its perks especially because most women took it easy on him when he got a little too friendly, except for Shiina. It allowed him to get away with things most people couldn't and gave him a sense of innocence because his power itself truly wasn't strong, but it allowed him to understand what was going on around him, unless... he was sleeping. Plus, this would be the perfect excuse to get up close without bringing on the full wrath of Shiina.
Amiti tilted his head and was a little surprised when his grandpa wrapped his arm around one of the girls' waist. however, knowing that his grandpa was still alive, even at his old age, he quickly stopped worrying about his grandpa. He did however notice that delicious Pocky Candy lay in front of him, and no candy survived the wrath of Amiti. As he munched on the sweets, he began to wonder were Iki-san was and the hamsters. He wanted to see those hamsters again.
Mister Mori's face lit up after he heard that sentence. There were girls back there, there was a spare room? They were also changing. It seemed all to perfect, yet he couldn't help but slowly make his way to the back of the Cafe. He stopped however half-way there when he sensed a pair of bloodthirsty eyes were watching him. Mori knew that no matter what could be behind the counter it was not worth crossing a female.
For Hell hath no fury like that of a woman.
Mori chuckled silently though as he he added the last part to the end of the saying, in respect of course to the owner of this Cafe.
For Hell hath no fury like that of a woman, and if that woman be Shiina, the devil be running too.
He knew the vampire all too well, seeing as how he had known her since his days as a young chaser. He felt the vampiress' wrath once, and that was more than enough for him. He was debating where to go from this point when he suddenly felt another presence watching him. He may be old, but Mister Mori could sense things with inhumane precision, giving him the nickname "Oracle", or as other chasers back in the day called him, "Po" short for "The Pervy Oracle." Knowing that Shiina was the only one that could match or surpass his depth of perception he made his way over to the the Vampire and slung his arm around her waist, "Now Shiina, I must say, your Cafe seems to be getting busier everyday! Why do you have so many guests?" He knew that Shiina would understand what he was really talking about, being an old man had its perks especially because most women took it easy on him when he got a little too friendly, except for Shiina. It allowed him to get away with things most people couldn't and gave him a sense of innocence because his power itself truly wasn't strong, but it allowed him to understand what was going on around him, unless... he was sleeping. Plus, this would be the perfect excuse to get up close without bringing on the full wrath of Shiina.
Amiti tilted his head and was a little surprised when his grandpa wrapped his arm around one of the girls' waist. however, knowing that his grandpa was still alive, even at his old age, he quickly stopped worrying about his grandpa. He did however notice that delicious Pocky Candy lay in front of him, and no candy survived the wrath of Amiti. As he munched on the sweets, he began to wonder were Iki-san was and the hamsters. He wanted to see those hamsters again.
Well, that thought had already crossed my mind, seeing that he frequents the place so much. We can say its from wanting to be in the loop, and he knew that the Dangeki Cafe was Chaser HQ so he could get info about the other cafe and what attacked his son. Sadly, he is still a dirty old geezer.
Finally posted.
Once Amiti saw his house a new problem came to his mind, how was he supposed to get to his room on second floor? He was really surprised how fast he had made it home, even though Iki-san was girl, she was really strong. When they made it to the house, Amiti politely asked Iki-san if he would take him to the second floor of his home. What surprised Amiti wasn't the fact that Iki-san took him up there, but rather she jumped up to the second floor, landing impossibly balanced on the window sill of Amiti's open window and set him down in bed. After playfully saying good-bye, Iki-san disappeared and left Amiti to ponder about his day so far. He quickly fell asleep however, and slept deeply.
Mister Mori (as the Cafe Staff called him) woke up and slowly got ready for the day. His old frame didn't move as much as he would like and his joints felt like rusty hinges rather than springy boards like in the old days. He remembered the good old days, before youth became entranced with TV and other stuff. Before that time, Mori was quite the womanizer in his day (that's what he claims) and even today, at the sprightly age of 87, Mister Mori still felt like he had his charm.
Once prepared for the morning, Mori went up to Amiti's room, and woke up the boy. "Time to get up Amiti. We don't have anything in the fridge for food so I am going to treat you to the best breakfast in town." His face got red onder his eyes as a smile crept on his face. It was the weekend after all.
(This is how I imagine Mister Mori)
Amiti didn't wake, so Mori decided to wake Amiti up by grabbing his legs and shaking them. Amiti instantly woke up screaming in pain. If Mister Mori's heart wasn't so used to getting excited (girls and all) he probably would have had a heart attack and died. "Amiti! What's wrong!" Mori immediately threw off the covers only to see Amiti's legs were bandaged. "Amiti! How did this happen! Who did this to you?" Once the pain had gone down slightly, he was able to eek out a small message to his grandpa. "The... Gagneki Cafe... help... me..." Mister Mori mulled over the words, Gangeki Cafe? Never heard of that place before." Instantly wanting to make Amiti happy, Mister Mori picked up Amiti and brought him to the car. Once everyone was buckled in, Mori drove to the Dangeki Cafe to get mote information on this Ganeki Cafe. He parked on the side and took Amiti out of the car. He walked up to the Cafe only to find that it was closed at the moment. "Dang nabit (colorful language) I forgot it opened later in the day." Mister Mori peered into the window and saw 3 people in side, deciding that this was urgent, he banged on the window to get the people's attention.
Mister Mori (as the Cafe Staff called him) woke up and slowly got ready for the day. His old frame didn't move as much as he would like and his joints felt like rusty hinges rather than springy boards like in the old days. He remembered the good old days, before youth became entranced with TV and other stuff. Before that time, Mori was quite the womanizer in his day (that's what he claims) and even today, at the sprightly age of 87, Mister Mori still felt like he had his charm.
Once prepared for the morning, Mori went up to Amiti's room, and woke up the boy. "Time to get up Amiti. We don't have anything in the fridge for food so I am going to treat you to the best breakfast in town." His face got red onder his eyes as a smile crept on his face. It was the weekend after all.
(This is how I imagine Mister Mori)
Amiti didn't wake, so Mori decided to wake Amiti up by grabbing his legs and shaking them. Amiti instantly woke up screaming in pain. If Mister Mori's heart wasn't so used to getting excited (girls and all) he probably would have had a heart attack and died. "Amiti! What's wrong!" Mori immediately threw off the covers only to see Amiti's legs were bandaged. "Amiti! How did this happen! Who did this to you?" Once the pain had gone down slightly, he was able to eek out a small message to his grandpa. "The... Gagneki Cafe... help... me..." Mister Mori mulled over the words, Gangeki Cafe? Never heard of that place before." Instantly wanting to make Amiti happy, Mister Mori picked up Amiti and brought him to the car. Once everyone was buckled in, Mori drove to the Dangeki Cafe to get mote information on this Ganeki Cafe. He parked on the side and took Amiti out of the car. He walked up to the Cafe only to find that it was closed at the moment. "Dang nabit (colorful language) I forgot it opened later in the day." Mister Mori peered into the window and saw 3 people in side, deciding that this was urgent, he banged on the window to get the people's attention.
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