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[But she missed youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~♥!! Now she suddenly stops ...Okay, so; new plan. Sulking, looking at you over her shoulder like you're the meanest kitten ever.]
[ his cat ears flick, languid. really, they say that the first meeting between Sacrifice and Fighter was supposed to be a memory of its own between said pair. what he didn't expect was the searing pain across his chest as his name brand wrote itself without his consent-- and the fact that his apparent partner was standing there slack-jawed while he stood here in a maid dress holding a vile, green cocktail of some sorts.
even though he admittedly isn't much of a romantic, this isn't how he thought it was supposed to go.
his tail curls. the smile that ends up on his face could've cut glass. ]
Well.
Did you want to have a seat?
[ he's never getting gangpressed into helping out with the maid cafe ever again. ]
[ the surprise on the other's face, at least, is gratifying. it makes this whole situation a little more bearable, he thinks. a little laugh, and he unloads the cocktail on some poor chaps table.
his tail curls out from underneath his maid dress. ] Well, since you came all the way here, we might as well get you some refreshments.
There's a table to the side. [ and his ear flicks in that particular direction, where there was an empty table, and two seats. ]
[He nods and walks over to the empty table. While he would have really preferred a quiet place to talk with his partner for the first time, this worked just as well. It wasn't a really normal first meeting anyway...]
/SCREAM - YOU KNOW WHO!
somehow, I'm not surprised
sob, I don't have "flying all around the sofa" icons... ;_;
it's okay, I don't have any dodging ones
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You're weird, like that.
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I'm not weird. I just want to keep Ikuto all by myself.
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Let's do something fun.
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Ren Jinguiji
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[He may or may not be serious.]
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A new choreography for Haruka-chan's new song.
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Oi, Saotome-sensei will have our heads if we don't debut with something good.
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I'm not afraid of him.
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I wouldn't cause trouble for our lady. Actually, you could help me finish a few moves.
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I can! Sure! What do you need me to do?
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I saw a vacant music room on the second floor. Lets use that.
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TAKE A WILD GUESS
Trying her best to change her voice ---- and failing. ]
Guess who?
/comments with Ren-- no wait
Hmm, that's a difficult question... I wonder.
LOL ohgod. That would be too funny!
[ She removes her hands and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek and wrapped her arms around him.
Though they had only been separated for a few days, to her it felt much longer. ]
I missed you ...
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It's not over though. We still have a lot to do ...
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kura kura kura
even though he admittedly isn't much of a romantic, this isn't how he thought it was supposed to go.
his tail curls. the smile that ends up on his face could've cut glass. ]
Well.
Did you want to have a seat?
[ he's never getting gangpressed into helping out with the maid cafe ever again. ]
at your service
...is this really... why would this happen...]
Huh?
[Back to reality. He tries a smile, even if the situation seems sort of... awkward. He really shouldn't have come to a maid café of all places.]
Oh. Yeah...
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his tail curls out from underneath his maid dress. ] Well, since you came all the way here, we might as well get you some refreshments.
There's a table to the side. [ and his ear flicks in that particular direction, where there was an empty table, and two seats. ]
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[He nods and walks over to the empty table. While he would have really preferred a quiet place to talk with his partner for the first time, this worked just as well. It wasn't a really normal first meeting anyway...]