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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 6:43 pm
Hiei easily climbed out the window, keeping his sences trained to danger.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 6:49 pm
Koorime Yukina Yukina accepted Kurama's hand and climbed out the window. Once she was fully outside and had straightened her clothing..she gazed up at Kurama with a questionning look in her eyes. "Kurama-san.. why didn't we just go through the door like we did the first time?" the koorime inquired. She glanced back at the window, waiting to see if Hiei too would emerge.(No... Hagiri-san did not die (Sniper) Hiei, just barely.. and purposely I might add.. missed his heart and any other vital organs... if you have dvd 26, episode 94.. it shows Sniper and Docter conversing...) ((Oh! Sorry, I have to get those.... or pirate.... or borrow... or.... ninja So he lives! Does he turn good or bad? confused gonk *he's awesome! ^ ^* ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 8:31 pm
Kurama stared at the mint haired Koorime for a brief time before plastering a serene smile back "Because the others left and locked the door. Its certain they believed us already outside" However, the kitsune wasn't going to add a harsh comment about how the rest of them abandoned. He considered Yukina a very frail being who deserved the less disturbances as possible. He took a step back, allowing the Koorime girl to brush away and neat the silk of her kimono. His head tilted facing the direction the rest of them had taken. "..For missions they always select an specific spot to develop the planning. Considering the location, it must be Mizuumi's residence. ...She.. is the specialist of this mission after all.."
(( Thanks .. glad you like the roleplaying. Now there is a Sniper, this is getting interesting ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 8:37 pm
Sniper merely gave a skeptical glance at the woman's hand as it hovered near her pocket. Obviously, she felt threatened. Sniper would've sighed, had it been that he didn't realize that his sudden appearance at their household would worry her. But, being the pretty clever and street-smart guy he was, he did realize this. However, the boy didn't give a flip if she felt spooked by his appearance. He was here now, and he wasn't gonna move until this idoitic mission was over. Then, and only then, was when he could return home. Nostalgia entered his mind for a moment before his stotic additude took over again.
Placing the die back in his right blue jean pocket, Sniper returned his lavender eyes back towards the girl, only to meet the stare of the ferry girl. Now, she seemed oddly familair. Though, blue hair and pink eyes was quite rare, Sniper instantly remembered her voice.
"HEY!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! SHOOTING AT YOUR OWN TEAMMATE--"
Oh. Her. The girl that had shouted at him through the apartment window when he aimed to shoot Mitari, also known as Seaman. Well, whatever. She wasn't his main point of being here, but he did feel just a tad surprised when she remembered him. 'I guess it's hard to forget people who try to kill their own buddies.'
"Yes," He replied, straightening out his dark leather jacket before contuining his reply. "You're 'ruler' said I'm to reside for a while, just until this mission ends." Faintly, the raven haired boy wondered when the heck they were going to let him in, since he was growing tired of the insect's music and being away from his motorcycle. Away from his own home.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:16 pm
Yukina shrugged "I see..." She said, making a few final adjustments to her kimono. She wondered to herself why any of the others would have a key to the school, but.. desided not to mention it... and just continued smiling her usual soft smile. "We should go.." she said, turnning in the direction the other's went in.
(sniper... umm.. I think he's just neutral.. he's not good or bad... he kinda vanishes after he graduates...)
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:48 pm
+-koudoutai-+ Sniper merely gave a skeptical glance at the woman's hand as it hovered near her pocket. Obviously, she felt threatened. Sniper would've sighed, had it been that he didn't realize that his sudden appearance at their household would worry her. But, being the pretty clever and street-smart guy he was, he did realize this. However, the boy didn't give a flip if she felt spooked by his appearance. He was here now, and he wasn't gonna move until this idoitic mission was over. Then, and only then, was when he could return home. Nostalgia entered his mind for a moment before his stotic additude took over again.
Placing the die back in his right blue jean pocket, Sniper returned his lavender eyes back towards the girl, only to meet the stare of the ferry girl. Now, she seemed oddly familair. Though, blue hair and pink eyes was quite rare, Sniper instantly remembered her voice.
"HEY!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! SHOOTING AT YOUR OWN TEAMMATE--"
Oh. Her. The girl that had shouted at him through the apartment window when he aimed to shoot Mitari, also known as Seaman. Well, whatever. She wasn't his main point of being here, but he did feel just a tad surprised when she remembered him. 'I guess it's hard to forget people who try to kill their own buddies.'
"Yes," He replied, straightening out his dark leather jacket before contuining his reply. "You're 'ruler' said I'm to reside for a while, just until this mission ends." Faintly, the raven haired boy wondered when the heck they were going to let him in, since he was growing tired of the insect's music and being away from his motorcycle. Away from his own home. Mizuumi's eyebrow quirked up as Botan came running over, panting and out of breath. ~What's her problem? She acts as if this were Track-and-Field ...~ Mizuumi slowly removed her hand from her pocket and responded to Sniper, "I see, well, Sniper was it, why would Koenma send you to my home, when he already knows that I already have 3 others staying at my residence?" She opened the door to its fullest letting the moonlight enter the mahogany floors of the living room and she waited for him to enter.
Evelyn watched the scene unfold from a distance as Mizuumi opened the door for a stranger to come in. ~Surely he can't be assigned to reside in our house. We already have 3 other people here ...~
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 11:19 pm
Finally, he was allowed entrance, and he gladly took it. Though, pure joy didn't shine in his eyes or reflect in his tan features, the boy still walked inside the house, hands formally in pockets. "Don't ask me how his mind works." Sniper stated, purple eyes lazily glancing around the house to survey it. "I wouldn't now nor care, but this is punishment for me." If the girl didn't know what he did to deserve to be punished, he was sure her and the blue haired one would enter somesort of a gossip session and all would be revealed. Girls. Not that he cared that they would talk about him, the guy did what he did. Sniper didn't like living in the past and only thought of the future as a road not yet traveled on.
Returning his gaze back to the girl, his right hand retreated from the jean's pocket to fish around in the leather jacket breast pocket. After a second, he pulled out a bland folded peice of paper, its torn creases giving the impression that it was folded quickly and carelessly. He held out his hand to the seemingly disgruntled girl, offering the folded paper. "Here, its a official order from Reikai." On the paper, it clearly stared, in neat characters, that he was to stay in this household for the mission. Even signed with a Reikai stamp. Oh- he felt special.
"Its not like I want to be here, even though you gave such a warm welcoming and all." Sniper continued, hand still hovering in the air, waiting for her to take the order.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 11:29 pm
+-koudoutai-+ Finally, he was allowed entrance, and he gladly took it. Though, pure joy didn't shine in his eyes or reflect in his tan features, the boy still walked inside the house, hands formally in pockets. "Don't ask me how his mind works." Sniper stated, purple eyes lazily glancing around the house to survey it. "I wouldn't now nor care, but this is punishment for me." If the girl didn't know what he did to deserve to be punished, he was sure her and the blue haired one would enter somesort of a gossip session and all would be revealed. Girls. Not that he cared that they would talk about him, the guy did what he did. Sniper didn't like living in the past and only thought of the future as a road not yet traveled on.
Returning his gaze back to the girl, his right hand retreated from the jean's pocket to fish around in the leather jacket breast pocket. After a second, he pulled out a bland folded peice of paper, its torn creases giving the impression that it was folded quickly and carelessly. He held out his hand to the seemingly disgruntled girl, offering the folded paper. "Here, its a official order from Reikai." On the paper, it clearly stared, in neat characters, that he was to stay in this household for the mission. Even signed with a Reikai stamp. Oh- he felt special.
"Its not like I want to be here, even though you gave such a warm welcoming and all." Sniper continued, hand still hovering in the air, waiting for her to take the order. Mizuumi took the folded paper from Sniper and read it over carefully. "Damn you Koenma ..." She muttered under her breath as she folded it back up and handed it back to Sniper. "Well, I can't say I'm allowed to neglect Koenma's orders no matter how bizarre they are but alas, he's left me with two options. One, the fact that you stay here and Shishi gets the hell out of my house, thank god. Or two, you sleep on the couch in the living room seeing as how the guest bedroom is already occupied." Her fuchsia eyes glanced upon Sniper as his hands where formally tucked within his jacket pockets. ~Hm, reminds me much of Yusuke ...~ neutral
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 11:43 pm
They made their way across the nocturnal park, only hearing their soft steps and some random dried barks under their feet. The choir of crickets gave the night an estival environment. Midnight breeze ruffled their hair unevenly, combing the deep crimson silk in its natural stance. "..Seems.. this will be a .. intricanted.. mission. But don't worry" mused lowly. His hands remained shoved in his pockets of his crimson uniform.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 11:46 pm
As she cursed the toddler ruler, Sniper half-expected her to curse him out as well. At least, that's how most of the girls acted in his neighborhood. When she didn't, however, he merely metally shrugged and listened to the options given with the same bored expression. He didn't know who this Shishi person was, nor cared at that moment. All he kept in kind when hearing the stranger's name was that it was most likely a person he was supposed to work with. Another teammate. After the Mitari incident, Sniper wasn't too keen about working in teams. He perfered the lone-wolf act and that worked just fine for him. But, the sooner this mission was taken care of, the sooner he could just ride his motorcycle off in the sunset and forget the whole situation.
"I'd rather not make enemies in the same residence." Sniper concluded after his thoughts dulled. "The couch sounds fine." Now that the paper was out of his possesion, the boy placed his hands in his pockets once again.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 12:09 am
The demon had been beholding the entire conversation from a darkened spot in the corridor. That was quite interesting. The ningen was an idiot, but somehow, it sounded amusing, specially knowing he had spiritual powers. Without saying a word, he treaded to the hall and shoved Mizuumi aside "Salutations, ningen. I'm encharged of this helpless place and your spot within this hen house is by that door" lifted his hand pointint the door to Mizuumi's father's bedroom. "Feel free and enjoy your stay. I'll park your mean of transport" sneered and tilted his head softly, brushing some slate locks to the side. Without the rubberband, the feathery blue strands tended to be slightly messy.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 12:28 am
Narrowed purple eyes watched the demon shove the girl aside, tan fingers lightly gripping an object in a pocket, just in case Sniper needed to fire at this newcommer to the conversation. He listened to the slate haired man word's, a smug gleam appearing in his eyes. "You must be this Shishi." He replied, Sniper's left hand lingering in the appropriate pocket while the right one took out a silver object, the omnious gleam leaving his expression. Indigo eyes still narrowed, the raven haired man continued to speak, in the montone he had used the whole time. His voice was not threatening, not angry.
"Thank you for the hospitality. However, you must know," At this moment, Sniper held the silver object between his thumb and middle finger, creating a flicking stance. A small energy source surged in his hand, mainly surrounding the object. "I don't trust anyone with my bike." With a quick movement, the object was suddenly shot at a few strands of Shishi's hair. Nothing too major would be sliced off, perhaps just a few stray strands that flowed out of his absent ponytail. After whizzing by Shishi, the silver streak quickly bounced off a item in the house and zinged right into the door Shishi pointed to, creating a perfect, tiny hole.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 12:36 am
His amethyst eyes widened as the metallic object swiftly caressed his only uneven bangs. Now all his hair was perfect. This ningen was useful. Instead of looking irritated he sneered again folding his arms over the white cloth of his haori "Very well, ningen. Its evident you can shove the vehicle **** ******** ***" stated serenely and turned back, returning to his room.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 12:39 am
'It shouldn't have been that much of a surprise for me to remember Sniper. After all, I got to see him so many times.... especially when Koenma kept replaying tapes on his big screen... odd... why did he keep doing that? thought Botan as she sweat dropped and shrugged it of as she brushed some of her bangs behind her ear and saw the whole scene unveil before her. "Um, Shishiwakamaru-san.... You don't own this place," said Botan sweat dropping as she put her hands up, as if to protect herself, or make him notice her pleads.
Yusuke, growing tired of walking in the park, the noise of twigs and insects' wings making him twitch, he made a sudden outburst. "HEY! I just remembered! Weren't we all supposed to watch a movie?!" Yusuke growled as he turned around. "You guys want to come with me to get them so we can watch the movie they promised?!" exclaimed Yusuke as if they were a foot ball field away.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 1:08 am
He turned back to Botan and looked down on the ferry girl "Hmph, Im just stating the evident. And of course I don't own this place. I don't want to be related to it by any mean" hissed and meshed his hands underneath his white haori, treading back to his room.
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