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witnessing @gallant-gained and @tactful-kind-daedra deal with Garon and I'm just thinking of this happening.

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--- He doesn't trust Akira giving any snack or food due to that one incident with the spicy Takoyaki. Wonder if he can shirk this off to Futaba or Ryuji somehow...

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--- He bought everyone pocky [lost a bet]. Is he going to hand them out? No. He'll just place the large bag on the counter at Leblanc. Take what you want, he's not admitting it's from him.

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--- He is backing away. He is backing away to the stairs. "The last time I was fed anything, it was spicy. I am not taking any chances-" Your pranks are your downfall.

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--- ooc: Sorry for being quiet! I've also been busy taking care of my elderly guardian, so I've kinda been low energy.

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It's Pocky Day and the trickster had bought himself some boxes - one with the original chocolate flavor and the other with strawberry. Good thing he went to the store bright and early as they were practically sold out by now. He returned to Leblanc and sat down, legs crossed, holding a stick in his mouth. Eyes darted around the cafe for his roommate. He wanted to play the game... or at least share some with him.

Maybe. (>:3)

From: @phantomuheist To: Akechi! [Post-p5]

--- He'd been doing some work on his laptop for most of the day. It was his day off from work, so he was playing catch up on some personal documents. It didn't take long for him to hear the door open and close from downstairs. As far as he knew, Leblanc wasn't supposed to be open today. Must be his roommate, then.

Might as well see what the other is doing. It isn't really his business, but keeping tabs on him was a hard habit to break. His steps were quiet and at ease as he made his way down the stairs, easily spotting the other relaxing in one of the booths in the far corner.

"You remember to lock up?" Goro inquired, more in making sure Akira didn't forget like last time. Sure, he usually remembers to, but there were those rare times it seemed to slip his mind.

And then the brunette spotted the small sweets on the table. Pocky? Why two packs? One must be for Ryuji; though if the front door was locked and there didn't seem to be any loud mouthing, that kind of crossed that hypothesis out.

... He has an odd feeling, especially with how he's being stared at. "No."

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// Just a test! Reblog it if my muse can jump in your askbox without annoying the mun!

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--- ooc: Morning! I found some of my icon folders [still can't find my shinji ones, sadly. I'll have to keep making them on the fly haha]

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reblog if you need a hug

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I'm tired.

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Setting up for stream...I'll be live very soon :> [hopefully no scuff...?]: here

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⛄️ (Kotone to Theo!!) - @epitomees

Holiday Asks -> -> xXx || Accepting! [ [send  ⛄️  for  our  muses  to  build  a  snowman  together .] ] From: @epitomees To: Theo!

--- What a splendid little outing they were having! Miss Kotone had even been so kind as to bring him some hand clothes! What did the books say they were? He believes the term was 'gloves' or 'mittens'. Such curious little items, they were. For some reason, they made his body temperature in his palms much warmer; perhaps a manner of insulation. Humans were quite creative with their ingenuity! And it prevented him from losing fluid bodily movements! How interesting. Shaping these balls of snow was going much faster than last time! The strange sculpture the two were trying to imitate was something he had never heard about! Some sort of three balled snow man. How is it a man, when it does not even look similar to the human body, he wonders? Perhaps it has something to do with these strange pieces that were supposed to make the face. But why use a carrot for a nose? A carrot does not even have nostrils, let alone the necessary- ah.

She's giggling towards his questions again. Had he said something strange? Now he feels a little embarrassed, chatting her ears off while they work.

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send ❄️ for our muses to be caught indoors due to a snowstorm . (from Makoto to Shinjiro)

Holiday Asks -> -> xXx || Accepting! [ [send ❄️ for our muses to be caught indoors due to a snowstorm .] ] From: @samayo-tamashi To: Shinjiro!

--- "I told you, it's too dangerous to go out tonight." Aragaki was quick to drag Makoto back inside; by the back of his shirt, no less. How Mitsuru dealt with this bundle of energy, he really isn't sure. The guy had no self preservation skills what so ever. They were pretty light, too. Need to put some meat on those bones if they wanted to lead their team properly.

He hears a sneeze from the usually stoic under classman and sighs. "See? What'd I tell ya?" A blizzard was no joke. He set the younger man down on a chair and dusted off the accumulated snow on their hair. Just a few minutes outside and this piled up... "Hang tight. I'll make some hot coacoa." With that, he moseyed on over to the kitchen, starting the kettle and grabbing some ingredients from the pantry. "If you try and sneak off, you'll have Mitsuru to answer to, you got that?" He called out, making it known he wasn't going to have Makoto endanger himself.

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--- Sips his tea. Pretty quiet today.

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send  💝 for  my  muse  to  give  yours  a  handmade  gift . Akira has bought his behated roomie a last-minute decision, even though Christmas has yet to come. Better now than to forget later on! It's a stun gun that shoots like his old ray gun. For self-defense. Maybe.

Holiday Asks -> -> xXx || Accepting! [ [send  💝 for  my  muse  to  give  yours  a  handmade  gift .] ] From: @phantomuheist To: Akechi!

--- Goro had just returned back from a walk. He hadn't really expected anything to be on his bunk, let alone a....gift. His brows furrowed, a wrinkle appearing in the middle as he picked up the gun and balanced it against his palm. What the hell was he supposed to think?

It was bothersome enough that he'd been given a place to stay. Not by his will alone. Whatever Akira had said to the landlord had made it hard for Goro to honestly reject the idea. The apartment wasn't bad for it's price, and paying half the rent was fine by him. Couldn't get a better deal anywhere else. Now a gift was left for him, of all things. He didn't know how to react. Couldn't, honestly. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and examined the well crafted piece of equipment. It isn't like he was petty enough to not say thank you; but he had done nothing to really earn such a piece. Too kind. Too pitiable.

He pondered on throwing it away. However, he couldn't get his body to oblige in getting up again.

The room was filled with a deafening silence, his ears pressured by what he could only describe as tv static. Numbing. Repulsive.

Once the static subsided, he found himself setting the item nearby, next to the lamp. With that, he slipped under the covers, his back facing the door way as he settled in for a more than unwelcome night of rest. He'll wake up tomorrow to work and...get back at Akira with something remotely equal to whatever this gun was.