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But WHAT IF...

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

@OliveYou He did indeed remarry! there be RESENTMENT. :O D R A M A, but Dae's got bigger problems, like, Amelia. 9.9

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The subway ride had been a tense one. It was a bit rude to be on your phone in the subway, even if you were whispering, but… he had 4 missed calls from his Mother given his earlier cool-dude attitude with his sister. Everyone knew, especially from a Korean family, that the mother was…

Well, you answered on three rings or less. So, while he was drawing up the funeral plans in his head, perhaps some lilies, perhaps some solemn, macabre piano accompaniment, Daehyun ducked and weaved his way through the city streets to work. His official day at work, the first day, dressed in a slim-fit shirt, hair combed to one side. His mind was on important things, as he watched his appearance in the passing windows.

Did he look ok? Of course, he did, or so he told himself. He had asked Minkyu to hang out with him sometime, but it had dawned upon him, he had not SEEN Minkyu. What if he was… a dork? Massive glasses, braces and balding? No, surely not. If he was siblings with Amelia, then he should look half decent, attractive, Daehyun dared to say.

So, amidst thinking that his female manager was pretty and walking through the door to… that…

“…Ah?”

His forever-smile was plastered, but there was something almost deranged about it. His eyes were subtly wider, and cheeks immobile. Frozen in panic, blissful, smiling panic.

“I had a girl—HAVE, I HAVE a girlfriend. Well. It’s complicated. I’m flattered, and you’re uh, you’re very, very pretty but erm…”

A hand raised to rub the back of his head—and those eyes. Those dark, nearly black eyes locked onto Minkyu. The emotion behind him was inscrutable, but certainly expectant. Not wanting to stare for suspiciously long, the attention was quickly rerouted back to Amelia, eyebrows furrowed and smile vanished, mouth pulled to the side of his face.

"...You love my what, exactly?"

Whatever it was, he'd have to stop doing it.

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

@OliveYou I was TOYING with the idea, and if someone doesn't beat me to the post, WELL...~

Viscious Virtue (Dark Magical Girls)

@Bright_Ops
'Ello! Sorry the reply was a little late, I've had some exams on.

If you want to, I'd be happy to include you, as would BlackCat! :D

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@OliveYou Will do! Is there any post order expected for the next post or is anyone welcome to wander in? (Wasn't sure if it was set-up for one of the new characters. :D )

Viscious Virtue (Dark Magical Girls)

@LuckyBlackCat@Karkinos

HARUKO SONADA

A huge grin spread from ear to ear, fists curled and held to her chest in restrained defiance. Sweet victory, she thought, which quickly soured to bitter sweet as she glanced around at the aftermath. The buildings, frankly, she didn’t care about. She was in that blissful age where -someone- would fix it, easy peasy. The girls, however, were a different story. They couldn’t wander up to a hospital and explain this, could they?

Dropping onto her behind, arms splayed behind her to keep her from altogether laying back on the floor, a noise of discontentment escaped her lips.

“Aki, noooo! We fought hard for that—just ‘cause someone hit it last doesn’t mean they earned it!”

If she had the energy left from her crazed flailing, Haruko certainly would have dog-piled Aki for the crystal. It had to go to one of those present, as in, inside the damn building! How unfair! Of course, with the attention span nearing goldfish levels, a girl in… to Hakuro’s mind, a bunny-maid outfit, had captured her.

Her attire was much less flashy and childish, compared to the citrus tones of fools-attire that graced the young Haruko. Throwing herself back onto her feet, dusting off the frilling trimmings of her dress, a hand was thrown forwards. Covered in dust and debris from her actions.

“Nice to meet’cha! I’m Haruko, new too! We can be learning buddies!”

Run, RUN.

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Kumiko Suzuki

Down the barrel, 3 girls rimmed with the black lines of a cross-hair. One lazy, dull green eye blinked slowly while watching them. 3, now 4 when that bright yellow offence of a jester stood up from the floor. The dot of a cross-hair fell slowly, so deliberately to the crystal in Aki’s possession. It inspired a slight frown. Pulling away from the rifle and standing upright from the crouching behind an abandoned office window, her presence may have been felt. She was a bit away, but magic was an unmistakable thing. She left the building as silently as she had crept into it, taking extra large footsteps at the door. Once she passed them, metal jaws snapped uselessly from the bottom of the door frames, before fading into nothing.

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HE CAN'T STOP ME HE PROBABLY HITS LIKE A KITTEN.

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Let's show those dumb Minkyu boys! >=O