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[hr]TWISTED IMAGES OF THIS CRAZY LIFE WE'RE LIVING IN, WE'RE BLESSING
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IZUMO KUSANAGI BASKERVILLE
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[align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia] THOSE WITH THE WILL TO FIGHT, & CRUSHING THOSE WHO WOULD LET IT DIE
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And by virtue of this lovely summer afternoon, it seemed the sunlight had melted her normally frigid demeanor, leaving her with just her elegance and that natural cordiality he so often liked to indulge. Of course, given the fact that they were friends (he insisted on calling it such, despite all the times they fought whenever their respective groups butted heads), he liked all aspects of her personality, but she was much easier to interact with like this. With a tilt of his head, he then permitted himself to respond to her inquiry, still keeping up his whimsical banter, "Wrong place?" he echoed, blinking in a somewhat incredulous fashion. "No, no, I can assure you that I'm quite good with directions, Seri-chan. And I can't believe you'd imply that you're accusing me of wasting your time! Isn't hanging out with me enough?" Having detected the lack of weight in her words, he knew it was quite safe for him to act like this. Besides, he was being entirely truthful - about not having gotten them lost, that is. If anyone was bad with directions it was her - she'd even told him so herself the other day.
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&& terribly rushed since i need to prepare lunch, but people can post now. :^)
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