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 Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:18 pm
"Um... um... good... Mr. Sephiroth...?" Syoku stuttered, really confused as to what he meant about weather. There was a difference between five feet? She didn't know that!
She took his hand to be helped to her feet, quickly dusting herself off. "I've been in my room a lot, Mr. Sephiroth... Mr. Tutsumi has been teaching me everything..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:20 pm
Seph nodded. "He's a good teacher, when he wants to be." He smiled at her. "Say, you hungry? I, myself, am starving!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:24 pm
"Oh... okay, Mr. Sephiroth..." Syoku said before smiling. She missed Mr. Sephiroth. He was always so nice, and when she was normal, he always gave her piggy back ride! She wanted to ride again... it was fun...
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:29 pm
He grinned and walked into the kitchen. "What do you feel like, kiddo? Rice and chicken? Steak? Ice cream?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:30 pm
"Uh... anything you want, Mr. Sephiroth!" Syoku said with a grin before taking a seat at the table. She started swinging her feet, but her slippers kept catching the floor and stopping her. Too tall...
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:32 pm
He yawned again before pulling a piece of bread down and taking a bite. She'd never said she was hungry. "What's got you down, Syoku?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:36 pm
"Uhm... nothing, Mr. Sephiroth. Just thinking~" She said before looking up at him, tilting her head to the side. "I just am not out here too often..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:41 pm
He waved his hand in her direction, swallowing before speaking. "This is true. We hardly ever see you at all!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:46 pm
Syoku nodded, then lowered her head as she stared at her feet. "You guys don't seem to be very nice to me anymore last time I had been out here... so I didn't want to come back out, Mr. Sephiroth..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:47 pm
Seph blinked. "Who? Who wasn't nice to you?" There was a serious note in his voice, and a small, but very hot, fire burning just within his pupils.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:55 pm
"Mr. Nekojiri... and I think Mr. Reeve... I can't remember it all, My. Sephiroth... it was a long time ago..." She said a little quieter before daring to look up at him. She felt like she was being yelled at for some reason.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 7:59 pm
Seph narrowed his eyes. "I shall give them a talk." In a flash, his face returned to normal, and he was smiling. "So, now that you're finally out here after so long, whatcha wanna do?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 8:01 pm
"I... I don't know..." Syoku said was an impish smile before looking around. "I don't know what there is to do here anymore, Mr. Sephiroth..." She then looked back up to him, then got to his feet and smiled. "You pick!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 10:24 am
Aven glided down toward the dojo and crashed onto the porch, leaving blood splatters where she lay. Slowly she got to her feet and took a deep breath to try and help her regain herself. She exhaled slowly before reaching into her pocket to pull out a note. Aven attempted to no leave blood on the note but after the first few drops she gave up. Making sure to leave the "To Reeve" showing, she tacked it to the front door and turned around. She then took a few wobbly steps to get off the porch and begin her long flight back home.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:31 pm
Reeve had heard all the noise of Aven's crashing to the deck, but she'd gone by the time he arrived. Wide-eyed, he stares at the scene.
"Blood..."
~Any and all available ninja, please report to the front porch....~
Slowly he picks his way around to the note on the door, trying not to disturb anything. Seeing his name on the paper, he untacks it and reads it slowly, cautiously. As he reads, he starts to quiver with nervous excitement.
"But why is there blood...?"
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