|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 12:12 am
Miwako Kondo
The Gentle Touch "I can help you out with that, too, Junpei-San." Miwako's voice chimed from behind the kitchen counter, standing with a glass of milk in her hand. "Ah, only if you want, of course. Fufufufufu..." She covered her mouth with her free hand as she let out a light giggle, paying little mind to all the ruckus upstairs. At least until it inevitably spilled downstairs.
"I won't need to prepare for classes, so is there anything I can do around here to help either of you out?" True, she was no longer a student, so she figured she could at least make use of herself around the dorm.
Her homely skills would help with that.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 4:00 pm
Fuuka Yamagishi, Okina Team Supervisor "But look at it!" the young woman started, pointing at the rest of the pizza, which looked more than a little gamey, "It has been sitting there all week. No one has touched it since!" Okay, yeah. Perhaps she was overreacting. He probably would be fine if he ate the pizza, she knew. He was tough and had taken worse things than that, but...why eat old pizza when they could make something fresh right now? Was she being protective of him? W-well, of course! He was a very good friend... Fuuka paused, chuckling sheepishly at her reaction before clearing her throat, brushing her greasy fingers on a cloth before turning to look back at him. "Sorry, that was a little weird." And just as she finished her sentence, Hell broke loose. Had they been this loud back in Iwatodai? Even if it hadn't been all that long ago, she couldn't remember ever causing such ruckus in the morning....or any time of the day, really. Doors banging, people shouting, the continuous clashing...and a volleyball bouncing down the stairs. (Was that blood?!) Saito walked out of the door then, and with a small wave she followed the two walking outside with her gaze. "But, stores aren't open this early in the morning..." The seafoam-haired young woman mumbled to herself, before shaking her head, slightly mortified.
Her attention was brought back to Junpei, her smile growing with each word he said. And she couldn't help laughing. "This leader thing has really gotten us acting a bit crazy, hm?" She took a step closer to him, her expression turning just a bit shy as she held his gaze for a moment. The moment shattered though when another voice was heard, very close to them, making the girl jump back, fingers moving up to play with her hair in a nervous gesture. "Oh! Miwako san! I didn't hear you there. Um..." And somehow, for some reason, the way she teased made her sliiiiightly uncomfortable. It didn't show in her expression though, or at least, not to someone who didn't know her all too well. "N-no! We are fine. I was thinking of perhaps making some breakfast, but, Saito kun beat us to it again." She smiled, if only a bit sheepishly, before turning to Junpei for help. "So, hm... if you want to go out, or spend time with friends..." Yeah, they had it under control. Unless...things upstairs were really as bad as they sounded. Her teal eyes shifted then, seeing some movement by the couches, eyebrows furrowing. "Um...are you alright there?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hopeful Conversationalist
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 7:03 pm
 Eido Aeroda It took Eido a bit, before he peeked back over the couch every here and there, trying to make sure no one was going to kill him. He went up and down at regular intervals, catching a peek at each person as they walked by, the red haired girl..that one guy he'd met before...
And there was Junpei! The person that had helped him before! Though, as he noticed another brown-haired beauty, he suddenly heard someone directed to him.
"U..Umm...yeah." Eido called, before coming out from behind the couch, nervously. He'd been in his pajamas, but he waved quietly. "H...Hi.."
He could feel sweat running down his back in fear, as he looked at the brown haired beauty..and the teal haired goddess....He could feel a flush about his face, as he bowed hurriedly.
"I'm Eido Aeroda!" he called out, quickly. "I'm really kinda new tot his whole thing, and I still have trouble wrapping my mind around all of this, but Iori had brought me around here, but then when i went to the bathroom I dropped my key and I was locked out, and I have no idea where it's at, so I kinda crashed on the couch."
He took a deep gasp of air after the mouthful, before standing back up.
"S..Sorry." he added, nervously. "I....kinda ramble...sometimes."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 7:35 pm
Oowada Ishimaru As Ishimaru had gotten back up from that volleyball serve that brought fear in everyone else, Ishimaru was the same as he was before, a little irked that he wasn't able to tell Noelle not to do it in the dorms in risk of hurting others, but nonetheless the same. As he had gotten up from being floored, he had brought his metal lid and drumsticks back to his room and put them into the closet from once they were before. And with it, he had decided to go back downstairs and report to Iori-san and Yamagishi-san of his endeavors. When he was going down the steps, he could feel his head slightly getting light, but he paid it no mind as he had gotten down to the first floor. Once he could see the two advisors, he straightened up and saluted, shouting towards the both of them "Iori-san! Yamagishi-san! I have successfully alerted the others of what time it is and should be awake!" With that shouting, however, Ishimaru's head had gotten a lot lighter, and from it his positionment began to sway a bit.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hopeful Conversationalist
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 8:21 pm
 Mijiyou Harusuhei, Energetic Avenger
::I'm not having fun with this anymore::
Ka-lick
As soon as everyone had trailed downstairs, (or back into their rooms, as the situation would call for) a certain someone's door would open up, a small shadow picking the lock expertly. The door slid open quietly, before the shadow moved in, and closed it just as quietly. Practiced, expert....Evilly.
Mijiyou crept through the room of the Horror-movie addict's room, and moved over to a specific drawer, sliding it open wordlessly.
Exxxxxxxxcellent. He thought, rubbing his hands together evilly, before shuffling through the garments. He didn't take long to search, before plucking out a pair of black underwear, with a skull on the middle of them, along with several other pairs. To some, it would look like a rookie mistake, but for Mijiyou, it was all part of an elaborate scheme.
He slid the drawer closed at this, putting the spoils of his victory into a bag, and then moved back to the door, opening and closing it quickly. He'd been in, and then out in minutes, giving the others no time to catch him in the act. What's more, he left the door to Lira's room unlocked...Stage two of his plan. He moved to hide the goods for his next stage, before he hopped over to the staircase, and then slid on the railing downward.
"Gooooooooodddddd Morning everyone!" he called out, showing his renewed vigor, and pep, even so early in the day. "Oh, and who's the new guy?"
A soft smile, an easy glance....It would be hard for anyone to recognize the eyes of a hardened prankster....Especially after such a discreet, expertly performed operation.
Off without a Hitch.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 9:02 pm
Haruto Mashiba, Dashing Rogue and Mysterious Fool
"...The silence echoes through me, like the voices of the ones I've lost. It's better to live with their whispers than with nothing at all..."Chaos. Chaos was the only appropriate word to describe the sounds going on beyond the not-so-thick barrier that was the door to Haruto Mashiba's second-floor room. The banging of a trash can lid like a cymbal awakened the entire dormitory in a flurry of drowsy anger, disbelief, and craven violence that had culminated in a DESTRUCTION the likes of which hadn't been seen since the Jewel in the room above him ruled over the White Sands of Iwadate. There were members of their group already on their way out of the dorm for the day, and one of his two advisers had just narrowly avoided a near-death experience thanks to their other adviser's timely intervention in devouring a slice of potentially-murderous pizza. There had been panty abductions, frame-ups, a poor sod getting locked out of his room, and a whole lot more...and elsewhere school hadn't even been called into session! In other words, it was way too early in the morning for these kind of shenanigans, and the irritation throughout the dorm as a result of them was fairly palpable. No doubt some of the clashing personalities would result in some tense moments throughout the day, and the future of their team might even be called into question!
...Fortunately, or unfortunately however you saw it, none of this meant a single lick to the young man once called 'Stud' amongst his Iwadate peers.
Curled up beneath the thick (nothing thin would ever do for him) covers of the bed, a shaggy mop of unkempt hair covered the closed eyes of the only young man left in the dorm who had yet to emerge from within his room. Steady, unfettered breathing could be heard if you listened in closely, as if the madness outside of his room had yet to even reach him where he lay in blissful ignorance. A silly smile curled the corner of his unconscious lips; fingers clutched faintly at the covers and urged them sleepily over his own shoulders...rustling a little white cord that revealed the magical instrument that had spared him the issue that everyone else in the dorm had suffered in his place.
Ear buds. The soft, soothing sounds of relaxing music humming from within them...
And the team's own field general lazily slept on, without the first intention of emerging from the comfort of his bed until he was damned well good and ready.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 9:27 pm
Junpei Iori, Okina Senior Combat Adviser
"...Ta da da da! I'm da man!""Heh, yeah...you think?" there was a sudden shift in the air as the smaller, seafoam-haired young girl slide herself slightly close to her taller co-chairman...her shy expression eliciting a feeling inside of him that could only be called a mixture of protectiveness, nerves, and...something other than that, really. And yet, even as he tried to think of a way to break that tension, or perhaps actually say what he was really thinking when he looked down at the beautiful young woman she had grown into...the sudden teasing tone of a girl nearby, watching their interaction snatched his attention and had him looking away flatly, fingers scratching at the back of his long-haired head in forced contemplation. "Ah ha ha...no thanks on that one, Mio. I've seen the way you can whip around that club of yours; one slap from you might be enough to kill me," he quipped easily, humor setting things back into a more familiar air all at once. He had always been one of the less serious members of the SEES Unit back at their dorm, and even if he was supposed to be one of the leaders here, playing occasionally at the comic relief would help him get accustomed to this new assignment more easily than pretending that he was someone far more serious than he actually was. Maturity wasn't suddenly becoming someone you weren't, after all...it was becoming the best version of who you really were that you could be. ...And when he thought about it, really, it was the girl standing in front of him who played a major role in helping him realize that. One glance at her at that thought made his smile a little less forced, a little more honest. But with the chaos suddenly erupting inside of the dormitory complex, he had other things to worry about than pleasant memories.
Did he really have to discipline one of these kids in their first week?
"Hey! Eido...ah, hold that thought," the hat-clad supervisor was about to greet his newest disciple when the rigid idiot that had been clanging around upstairs made his way downstairs, reporting his 'success' as though someone had actually asked him to clatter a trash bin lid like some sort of backwards rooster call. Well then, Ishimaru...time to meet Serious Leader Junpei! "Hey, I don't know how things work where you come from, but around here, cut that s**t out, Ishi. Everyone in this dorm is responsible for themselves; waking up in the morning, getting to school on time, extracurricular stuff...that doesn't mean we won't discipline you guys if you fall off course, but that's not the point. ...It ain't your duty to wake everyone up, so don't do that again. Otherwise, you're the one that's going to be deep in it...got that?" Damn, he really wasn't good at being a leader. All of that sounded awkward and weak, but he couldn't just let it pass without saying something on the matter. Fuuka might have been better...but he didn't want her to have to be the bad guy, either. Guess it was better he just handled it himself.
"Anyway, it's not even a school day...you guys should decide what to do and go have fun in the city for a while. Make some friends, or something," Junpei mused, actually adding a little advice so that it didn't seem like he was making a big deal of it or anything, "...And take Eido with you. Get acquainted. He's going to be joining the team here, starting today. ...That's about it, I guess." Suddenly at a loss for words, the dorm leader paused his rambling and laughed casually, glancing back at the fridge after a moment had passed. All this excitement and he had still not gotten anything to eat! Maybe if he ate what Saito had left behind he could get fired up and get some work done! Of course, he would have eaten some of the leftover umeboshi from a few nights back...but all of that had mysteriously disappeared bit-by-bit every night. No explanation. ...At least Fuuka hadn't volunteered to make something, yet.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 9:49 pm
Oowada IshimaruAs Ishimaru had stood there, listening as how Iori-san had chewed him out, he may have been a little dizzy from the volleyball earlier, but all of what Iori-san was saying was getting to the soldier-student. All up until he had begun to suggest recreational activities. At that point, Ishimaru froze up. Fun? In all of his life, he had focused on making sure to follow the rules and obey by them. he through school just by making sure he had done what the teacher had instructed him to do and nothing else. That all to him sounded like fun, so what was it that Iori-san was talking about when he said fun? At that point, the words eked out of his mouth. "...Fun?" But at that point, he started to fall forward, the light headedness starting to get to him. It also didn't help that he was about halfway up the steps. And then the crash.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 3:26 am
Miwako Kondo
The Gentle Touch Miwako didn't like the sudden swap of mood in the room, but regardless, Junpei was just doing what he needed to. A good mentor and leader does do their best to keep order, after all.
Looking to her side, after hearing Junpei finish, she saw an oppertunity to change the mood back to normal, "Ah, of course, a new arrival! Miwako chimed, moving over to the red-haired Eido, standing in front of him, the tall girl bowed, deeply and gave a smile as she raised her head back up. "I'm Miwako Kondo, it's nice to meet you, Eido-Kun."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 10:40 am
Mijiyou Harusuhei, and Eido Aeroda Eido chuckled nervously as he heard Junpei lecturing another of the figures. Listening quickly, he tensed up. The guy seemed nice enough to him before, but he could clearly be scary if he wanted to. Hearing him then mention that they should have fun, and even bring him along, Eido almost felt aflush.
Man, I feel like a little kid.. he thought, before the brown haired messenger of Aphrodite introduced herself as well, giving a warm, motherly smile. She kind of reminded him of Rose, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. However, before he could greet her, the black haired figure's remark caught his attention, repeating one of Junpei's words.
"Fun....?" he repeated, before watching the boy sway, and start to fall. "Woah, s**t! Hang on!"
The red haired boy darted from his place of safety beside the couch, and practically threw himself under the fainting boy, reaching for him, before his foot caught on his pajamas, and caused him to trip over himself. While he kept the guy from hitting the staircase....He wasn't quite so lucky.
Mijiyou slid over at this, throwing his hands up to catch both of the figures...If slightly buckling under the weight. He flexed a bit, and the easy smile left his face for a moment, before he got both of them balanced again.
"Oof....You should be more careful." Mijiyou called, the easy smile returning. "I'm Mijiyou Harusuhei. I have a feeling we'll get along juuuuuuust fine."
Eido blinked a bit as the little boy exuded a fair amount of strength...Agility..and Reflexes, catching both of them. He righted himself as best he could, flushing again.
"I...I hope so.." Eido called, still feeling nervous about the whole thing. He moved up to grab at the white-suited figure, and offered him a shoulder. "We should take him over to the couch....He's not looking too hot."
Mijiyou smile softened some more, before he helped Ishimaru down the staircase, and helped Eido carry him over.
"You're a really sweet guy Eido." Mijiyou complimented. "You just met us, and you're already running to our rescue.."
Perfect.....
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hopeful Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:08 pm
Fuuka Yamagishi, Okina Team Supervisor When Ishimaru appeared in front of them, once again with a bark, the young woman jumped. She really would need some time to get used to that. Or well...perhaps the guy would relax a bit and stop that little habit of his. Either way, he at least needed to stop with his almost military management. And as she opened her mouth to ask him politely to relax, her hat-clad friend stepped up, giving the younger team member a warning call. A small hand rested on Junpei's back, sea-green eyes looking at him with a supportive glance, before turning to look at Ishimaru, fingers slipping off his back, falling back to her side. "Junpei kun is right..." the young woman started, a small worried frown in her lips. "There's no need for such strict regimen, so please...- Oowada kun!" In an instant, the boy swayed, about to fall face fist against the stairs, making Fuuka to move in instinct. Of course, others had been quicker, Harusuhei catching both the redhead and the fainting red eyed guy, and she let out a breath she hadn't known she had been keeping. Though, that didn't stop her from walking over to the group, helping the guys up. "Come, help me move him to the couch please." the petite adviser asked of them, taking Ishimaru by the arm, moving gently and slowly towards the couch.
"What happened?" she muttered, mostly to herself as a small sigh escaped her lips. Really...they had been here for such a short time, and already these kinds of things were happening. "I am sorry, Aeroda kun...This must look so crazy. I...I promise it isn't like this all the time." Though, really...she couldn't be sure. At least, she hoped things wouldn't be this insane in the future. Or at the very least...she hoped the team wouldn't end up killing each other. "And thank you, Harusuhei kun..." Um... eyes fell on her companion once again, a little nervous smile peeking through. Yeah...perhaps he was right. This would be difficult...and perhaps they weren't ready for this. If it was Mitsuru san here...people would fall in order in a second.
"Oh...yes. Before I forget..." the young woman moved to the front desk after leaving Ishimaru to rest in the couch, taking in a small key and handling it to the redhead. "It's a spare. But... take care of it this time, please."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:54 pm
Junpei Iori, Okina Senior Combat Adviser
"...Ta da da da! I'm da man!""Uh, hey...you feelin' all..." FWUMP!, "...right?"
Junpei had noticed the suddenly wobbly Ishimaru, watching him closely to see how he reacted to the first-ever scolding delivered by [not to!] Junpei Iori...only for him to completely pass out and land in the arms of his teammates, unconscious. In an instant he was by Fuuka's side with an arm of the young man over his broad shoulders, lugging him like dead weight to the couch to lay him down; with that weight off of his shoulders, a forearm ran across his forehead and a surprised glance cast itself in the direction of his shorter companion. "We uh...we weren't like this back in the day...were we, Fuuka?" he asked with an uneasy laugh, hoping that Mitsuru-senpai and Akihiko-senpai hadn't suffered nearly this much when they were looking after him. He could remember that incident where Mitsuru had called the police because he had left his door open, her mistakenly believing his messy room had been the result of a break-in...but nobody else knew about that incident but them. Even then, he felt quite bad about it for a while afterward. He knew he had also bugged Akihiko occasionally about hooking him up with girls...gotten more than a little jealous of Minato being such an ace at everything...but Hell, this kind of chaos was like something out of one of his old video games!
But anyway, Ishi was going to be out for a while, there was no point in everyone sticking around to watch over him. That's why he and Fuuka were here in the first place; the others could go ahead with their plan to have fun and leave the boring stuff to the old guy. ...Even if Junpei himself would have preferred to be in a manga cafe or something right now, himself. Just because he had grown up didn't mean he had to act like it all the time, right?
"Why don't you guys go check out a movie or something at the station? I hear that new 007 film is playing over there, starring that Japanese guy...Seo Taihaku, or something? I'll slip you guys a little allowance every month, so you know, do whatever you want with it," he spoke up after giving everyone a couple moments to calm down after the fright rules lawyer Ishi had given them with his fall. Introductions, getting to know one another, going out and having fun...they were all important parts of bonding the team together. And since their pizza party had gone off so terribly last week...maybe an outing together wouldn't be the worst thing to jump-start the process? "Fuuka and I need to get some work done around here anyway, so we can look after the little drummer boy, here. ...Or just go back to your rooms, watch some TV in the lobby...do whatever you want. School's back in tomorrow, so you know, make it count!"
It was...awkward, trying to be the responsible adult in this situation. But even if it wasn't normal, and even if he had doubts, they had to do this. He had learned so much about doing what needed to be done the last couple of years, and he had learned to trust Fuuka's belief in him, too. This group, weird as they were, had a lot of potential in them! Hell, Eido reminded him of himself in more ways than he liked to admit, and that Mashiba and Saito both seemed like good leaders. One way or another, they just needed to find a way to make this all blend together. And if movie nights at the theater didn't do it, then they'd just have to find something else they could agree on, instead!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 4:15 am
Miwako Kondo
The Gentle Touch "Oh my..." Miwako said, watching the others carry Ishimaru to the couch.
She followed suit, and once everyone had calmed down, took a seat on the chair next to him.
"Everyone. You can leave Ishimaru in my care for now, you won't need to worry."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 11:22 pm
Mijiyou Harusuhei, and Eido Aeroda The day'd been mostly wasted, as Eido moved back to trying to sort out his stuff.
"Man....hard to believe that I, of all people had...some kind of potiential." he called to himself, incredulous. "I'm like.....The lamest guy I know...."
He'd lost his own room key, after all...on the first day in the dorms. He glanced around at this, before pulling out his phone, hitting a few buttons.
"Python...the coast is clear." he called, the white-snake like demon appearing from his phone, and starting to snake around him.
"Ahaha...I missed you too, buddy." Eido called, squeezing the demon happily. "I know things are kinda rough right now, but I promise I'll take you out for a walk soon enough, okay?"
The demon nodded knowingly, understanding Eido's words even if it didn't make any noises back at him. It straightened up for a bit though, as the door to Eido's room opened up.
"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Mijiyou's voice called, giving off a bouncy, cheery vibe.
Eido panicked, starting to throw his hands out.
"No no no! Just...come right in!" Eido called, pushing back on Python as he moved towards his bed. "It's just...I'm not finished unpacking, and I've got everything everywhere and..."
It was too easy. Mijiyou had seen the demon, sure, but while Eido scurried to try to hide it, and pass it off with something else, Mijiyou made his move. A box that carried some of Eido's things had been laying around, and as he turned around, Mijiyou dropped off the evidence into it before the boy turned back around.
"So...yeah. I'm kinda busy today and.." Eido called, exhaling sharply. "I'm sorry...I'm kind of lame, but I hope I don't drag you guys down too much."
Mijiyou gave out a friendly, playful smile as he stuck out his hand.
"Oh, it's alright, Ae~Ro~Da." He called, grinning. "We were all new at some point..You'll get into the swing of things soon enough, I'm sure."
Eido took the boy's hand nervously, shaking it up and down.
"Th..thanks.....Umm.."
"Mijiyou." the devious prankster called. "Mijiyou Harusuhei."
Hook. Line. Sucker.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hopeful Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 7:09 am
Miwako Kondo
The Gentle Touch "Haaaa~" A mild yawn sounded out, as Miwako rolled over to look at her clock, 'Still early...' She thought to herself, resting her head back down. She was normally up reasonably early, but she was up until late last night watching over Ishimaru and that bonk on the head he took, so a small sleep-in wouldn't hurt. She was still rather sleepy, anyway.
She didn't need to attend school like most of the others, and with any luck, they wouldn't be making too much noise.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
