Skawly
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- Posted: Sat, 13 Dec 2014 05:44:21 +0000
✘ LOCATION: The Fukushu Base ✘ MOOD: Tense ✘ COMPANY: Kaniro, Kami, and Syn ✘
Keitaro's eyes were locked firmly on his destination, unaware for a moment of the swordsman just to the left of him.
"Keitaro?"
"WAH!"
His concentration broke immediately as his head quickly turned towards Kaniro, eyes widened and ablaze with both surprise and fear, like that of a cornered animal. The thief paused for a moment studying Kaniro's face--there was something familiar about him, but Keitaro was never that good with faces... or names. Obviously, this guy knew who he was, name and all, but nothing came to Keitaro's mind, aside that he had seen this guy before. He smiled queasily before replying.
"Heeyyy." His voice was tinged with unease and embarrassment. The longer he thought on it, the more he remembered of this man. His name... it started with a "k", he was sure of that. Keitaro leaned back against the wall he had originally been pressed against, facing Kaniro as he spoke.
"Nothin'. Just... looking around."
He fidgeted for a moment before speaking again, his voice becoming stronger and inquisitive:
"And what are you doing here?" He quirked an eyebrow as he spoke, lifting up his chin as he stared Kaniro in the face. He then looked around, his eyes narrowed in slight disgust as he surveyed the halls, "You don't live here, do you?" He was almost joking, but then began to consider that an honest possibility. Maybe he better keep his mouth shut, lest he accidentally starts a turf war or something with these guys.
Keitaro's eyes were locked firmly on his destination, unaware for a moment of the swordsman just to the left of him.
"Keitaro?"
"WAH!"
His concentration broke immediately as his head quickly turned towards Kaniro, eyes widened and ablaze with both surprise and fear, like that of a cornered animal. The thief paused for a moment studying Kaniro's face--there was something familiar about him, but Keitaro was never that good with faces... or names. Obviously, this guy knew who he was, name and all, but nothing came to Keitaro's mind, aside that he had seen this guy before. He smiled queasily before replying.
"Heeyyy." His voice was tinged with unease and embarrassment. The longer he thought on it, the more he remembered of this man. His name... it started with a "k", he was sure of that. Keitaro leaned back against the wall he had originally been pressed against, facing Kaniro as he spoke.
"Nothin'. Just... looking around."
He fidgeted for a moment before speaking again, his voice becoming stronger and inquisitive:
"And what are you doing here?" He quirked an eyebrow as he spoke, lifting up his chin as he stared Kaniro in the face. He then looked around, his eyes narrowed in slight disgust as he surveyed the halls, "You don't live here, do you?" He was almost joking, but then began to consider that an honest possibility. Maybe he better keep his mouth shut, lest he accidentally starts a turf war or something with these guys.