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5 RP's across 3 different sites... don't know why I even bothered setting myself a limit of 3. xD

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Yoromatsu's eyes had a slight bit of surprise in them. He turned his head to Unmei. "Excuse us." Yoromatsu stood up and dragged Takahiro out of his seat and out of earshot of everyone. "Would you mind keeping your voice down when speaking of things like this?" Takahiro shook free of Yoromatsu's grasp.

"Don't blame me for her superhuman hearing." Takahiro rolled his eyes.

"She would not need superhuman hearing considering how loud you were. But tell me more about this... "bad mojo." you sensed." Yoromatsu kept an eye on Unmei. He definitely did not want her hearing this conversation.

"It feels... cold. And malicious." The two were careful to keep their voices down. "But the strangest thing is that when I try to get a lock on it, it's able to push me out."

"Her power?" Yoromatsu guessed, deep in thought.

"Not likely." Takahiro shook his head. "It feels foreign. I fear to see what will happen when she awakens. If she awakens."

"What are you trying to tell me?" Yoromatsu asked, straightening the tie of his school uniform.

"I think we should send her home. Dude, i'm scared of her. I fear what will happen if we allow her to realize her potential and awaken." Yoromatsu shook his head.

"Takahiro. I will not send her home. We need recruits. Even you can't deny that. The Shadows are getting out of control. It's getting to be more than you and I can handle. Our numbers are thinned. Whether by death or by resignation, we're not as large as we were before. If we're going to protect mankind, we have no choice but to accept all the help we can get." This seemed to put Takahiro out a bit.

"Tsk, whatever man. But don't say I didn't warn you." He turned off and walked away, back upstairs. He glanced at Unmei as he passed her. Yoromatsu approached Unmei.

"I'd like to apologize for my friend. He's a hard ass, not too easy to get along with, but he's mostly harmless."
-Thursday, April 9th, 2009-
Evening
Full Moon

You have been growing accustomed to your new life in the Iwatodai dormitory. Now, after school on Thursday, you and the others are relaxing in the lounge. You notice that this was the first time you were all together since you all arrived at the dorms. Perhaps you should mingle?
Yoromatsu sat in a chair at the dining room table, eating his dinner.It was nothing special, simply a grilled chicken salad with water chestnuts. He kept an eye on everyone in the lounge, however. He had spent most of the week monitoring them and he was able to discern one thing; they all had the potential. Now, there was only one question; could they awaken? These three seemed promising, that was for sure, but they wouldn't know for sure they could awaken until it happens. He made a decision earlier that day though; they were ready. He would never know if they could awaken if he kept them out of harm's way. Saturday after school, they would have the chance to join SEES.
A boy with messy black hair came down the stairs and into the lounge. He opened the fridge, looking around for something. "Who drank my lime soda?" He called out in an irritated tone. This was Takahiro, the resident bad boy.

"That was me. Sorry, didn't know it was yours." Yoromatsu said casually, finishing his meal.

"Are you fuckin' serious man?" Takahiro slammed the fridge door. "Who else would it belong to?"

"Calm down, calm down." Yoromatsu put his chopsticks in his bowl. "I'll buy you one after school tomorrow."

"Tsk, whatever." Takahiro looked out at the rest of the lounge, his eyes just happening to lock on the only girl in the group. What was her name? Masako. Unmei Masako. Right. He got an odd feeling about her. She was different than the others. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something about her was definitely different. She appeared normal enough on the surface, but he couldn't shake this feeling...

"Don't leer at the recruits." Yoromatsu said in a slightly joking tone. This seemed to get Takahiro steamed up. His face went beet red.

"I wasn't leering at her!" He shouted angrily loud enough for everyone to hear. He went even more red and sat next to Yoromatsu, trying to hide is face.

"Of course you weren't." Yoromatsu said with a straight face.

"The hell did you do that for, man? Now I have to go apologize to her." He ran his fingers through his hair.

"So, why were you staring at her?" Yoromatsu asked.

"Hell man, i've got a strange feeling about her." Takahiro pulled a candybar out of his pocket and took a bite. "Whatever it is, its bad mojo." He shook his head.
Hmmm... interesting. Does she know about this?

I think Yoro would know her father was involved. Of course, if she doesn't know, Yoro isn't going to tell her until some time later. xD Got secret plot stuff (And some plot stuff you can infer will likely happen) to talk to you about some time. It'll only really matter towards the end, so there's really no rush to discuss it. I might send you a PM after I post in the IC though. But first, dinner!

Oh, did I tell you guys it's my birthday? I'll give you a mailing address you can send money to. xD Jk, jk.
I'll give Lenaya until the end of the day. ^^ If she doesn't contact me, we'll start.
Looks good. ^^ She's accepted. I do have a question though. Just out of curiosity. What role did her dad play in helping Yoro's father with the incident?

And you are accepted as well, Unlucky. ^^ And yes, now that you are accepted, you may post your character in The Velvet Room with an added Inventory field.
Right there with ya. xD Just post your character in the OOC when you can.
Ohhhh, I see. Thanks. :3
4 players, plus my NPC. ^^ Wanted to keep it small this time around so things get less messy if people leave.
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