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 Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 10:51 am
Caramel eyes scoured across every title amongst the bookshelf. Almost like a cat circling its prey, Adda reached her starting point before circling again. Scanning her eyes over the bookshelf once more, her eyes quickly widened before grabbing up the manga another person was about to reach for. "Fuu!" she yipped in utter happiness which caused the one before her to stare at her. "Finally gotcha!" she yipped in English before running to the cash register and nearly throwing the correct amount at the cashier before running out.
There had been a manga by a specific mangaka she was looking and everywhere she went she could not find it. But eventually, she traveled all the way to the 2-10 mall to obtain it. It was quite the journey of finishing her homework early, skipping work, getting chased by alley cats, loosing Miroku once more, falling asleep on the train, getting lost (three times), following signs, and getting a papercut. But in truth, it was all worth it! As she walked outside with the manga in hand, the little charms and her other Tamagotchis and Miroku jingled upon her hip. She took a seat randomly upon the floor next to a potted plant. With the green Adda was wearing, she blended in perfectly. The reason being for such...hiding was due to the fact Adda had no other place to read her manga.
Home was out of the question due to the fact that there was her little brother, parents, and little sister. Her older sisters probably wouldn't care...though that was probably far from the truth. Adda shook her head and her messy hair swayed as she did so. She laced her fingers through a couple of pages away from the cover and nose bled immediately from the sight. Covering her nose, she flailed. Crap!
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 8:30 am
Reflective silver eyes were hidden behind a small curtain of hair the boy didn;t bother removing, darted from one place to the next quickly as if he was looking forsomething, or someone. He was only just done with school that day and had yet to change out of his uniform, not that he particularly minded that, but..... his back was slightly aching today even though his bag was lightweight and he was used to the weight of his shinai as well... he wondered if there was something wrong with him, he'd hate to have to drop the upcoming tournament because of back problems.
He thought he would stop by the 2-10 to pick some manga up, instead he managed to get caught in a fight before leaving school, concerning the student council, member of which he was and a thing about being unfair with the younger students. The damn fight had ended up quite violent with punches thrown and even though Riya had come by unscratched he had resorted into hitting an upperclassman and breaking his nose to stop the fight. Of course he wasn't undergoing the danger of others finding out since if he hadn't interfered like this more people would have gotten hurt, but he wasn't one to express emotions and so it ticked him off when he allowed his mask to slip, even so slightly. And so his appetite for new readings had been saddly thrown out of the window and now he was just aimlessly walking along the road. After all he still had his doujinshi from the last convention to read, he thought as he made his way out of the mall, not even glancing incide.
Right then he had one of his clumsy moments though, tripping over an unseen object in the sidewalk and falling down, face first. The music that had been playing in his ears got cut off, -some since the headphones dropped from their place. Heaving a sigh he shook his head, this was rather unfortunate too, it would seem the one unfortunate thing came after the other that day. Looking up from the spot he landed he noticed a girl sitting there, having a nosebleed. Wait... what? Did he hit her while walking over her? Damn! It was her on whom he tripped... Calming down a bit he blinked.
"S-Sumimasen d-deshita..." he stuttered looking over at her. He wasn't really good with strangers. "A-Are you okay?" one wouldn't have expected a person with Riya's profile to get so easily scared by a nosebleed, especially when he had just broken a person's nose... but... this time it was a girl and he was particularly uneasy around girls... because... all girls did was squeal like fangirls after him, stalk him whenever he went and awkwardly ask him out on dates he didn't want to go to.
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White Oblivion Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 10:40 am
Perking up to the Japanese spoken to her, Adda blinked. Her hand was still cupped over her nose, which was still slightly leaking into the palm of her hand. Her flailing had stopped when she was tripped over upon. And to think, herself was clumsy! That seemed to be an understatement when it came to the one in front of her. Blinking once more, Adda backed away from the person, who was apparently a male. "Per--Per---PERVERT!" she exclaimed in English with utter fear as it surged through her. What was with all the males she was meeting?! They were all PERVERTS! Couldn't she meet one that didn't catch her in her most unusual moments? Turning her gaze towards her bag, she peeked her eyes inside of it. Apparently, she had brought her manga bag and not her protection one. That bag had everything, from her own handcuffs to pepper spray. Her current bag, well, what it was named after, manga. And in truth, it was filled to the brim with them.
Covering her nose still, she was still in need of a tissue. Kicking her legs int he direction of the male in case her was a trying to attack her, she repeated under her squeaked voice, "Chikan, Chikan, Chikan!" which loosely translated to, "Pervert, Pervert, Pervert!" But since Adda held no accent in Japanese lingo, it sounded more along the lines of, "Chicken, Chicken, Chicken!" Miroku chirped to let Adda know it was going to sleep and her attention drew away from the male in front of her for a moment. As the toggled with Miroku, she hardly paid attention to the just bought manga she had before. When she kicked herself away, it was there in front of her. It's pages were flipped open to an obvious erotic scene.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:25 am
Riya cocked his head to one side trying to understand the girl's panic and why she was yelling at him and making all those sudden movements and...
"Peruverto?" his thick Japanese accent made it hard to speak proper english and he failed to grab the meaning of the word spoken.
But... what the-?? Chicken? Was she hungry? And wait... why would she aske him for food? She didn;t look like a homeless person, definnitelly not! What with that bag full of manga and everything...? No wait... It wasn't chicken. It was chikan... Chikan? WHY? What did he ever do?
Blinking at the girl as if she was crazy he tried to move slowly closer in order to examine her nose. He hoped it wasn't his fault that she was bleeding, then again it could have been her manga... Glancing over at it he sighed and nodded his head. Deffinitely that~ 'Who's the pervert now, huh?' He sighed tacking a handkerchief out of his pocket and passing it to the girl, bending over to pick up the manga and give it to her. He was suddently back to his composed self, his face a mask of perfect emotionless apathy. It had taken a while and lots of training for him to be able to keep calm like that. Odd things sometimes... Odd things...
"Are you okay?" he asked in English, his accent was thick but it was the best he could do right now, so deal.
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White Oblivion Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:43 am
Adda's face straightened with a glare as she snatched the handkerchief from him rudely and held it over her nose. "What would it matter to you if I am okay?" she said grimly in English with her heavy Chinese accent. Staring down at the book that was held within the male's hands, Adda snatched it up and grimaced herself even more. "Do not look at that!" she spoke again, her accent making it sound like, "Do not cook hat 'hat!" More blood poured from her nostrils as she caught sight of something from in her book. This was just getting more and more awkward for her. Adda sighed as she pushed herself away. "Stay there!" she commanded in another total yell, not fancying the fact on how close the male was.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 9:17 pm
Riya scowled. He wasn't a dog damnit. He wouldn't do as he was told. However he had no intention to stick around with that girl for longer even though he was concerned. He sighed. "Look now." he mumbled. "I'm a prefect, it is my job to worry..." he shrugged. He didn't like flashing his title at the school around, however as part of the student counsil and member of the prefects he had a reason to worry.
Drawing back as the girl snatched the book from his hands, he couldn't but look at her wide-eyed. This was weird... no... this was more than weird. What was he doing there again? Why did he even bother? And getting a nosebleed just from reading some yaoi... that girl sure was weird. He could never understand why girls had such an obsession with yaoi. To him the genre appeared to be just as appealing as other genres however he would never go to such an extent.
Sitting down when he was told to stay 'there' he scowled looking over at her. "I am sitting. Satisfied?" he mumbled, rolling his eyes.
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White Oblivion Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 2:35 pm
Adda bit her lip before stamping her foot. She had a major urge to pat the male upon the head. Her was certainly most like a canine. Clicking her tongue when she saw a small ripped corner upon one of the pages, Adda frowned. "Now look what you go and do!" she said as she pointed towards the torn corner with her index and middle finger in two. "You ripped my beloved manga! May Yoko Matsushita curse you!" Her mouth was turned up in an utterly childish from. It was hard to tell in the female clothed in blue was acting seriously or not.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 11:49 pm
Riya chuckled. "Oh no, it's the Yoko Matsushita curse!!" he pretended to yelp while clutching at his chest. He stood up and snatched the book from the girl's hands before she could protest, he studied the torn corner for a millisecond and then removed one hand to look through his belongings in his back. Finding what he was looking for, a small folded triangular piece of paper he fit it to the page's torn corner and removing two small pieces of tape from underneath its folds he presed it on the paper, basically replacing the missing part.
His books rarely got torn but he was using these just in case any misfortune would occur. Being the neat-freak he was he was a bit obsessive about everything being in order and if left alone those ripped pages where undergoing the danger of being further damaged. Well, the 'caps' didn't help in replacing the damage one hundred percent but at least it was better than nothing. Offering the book back with a bow he snickered.
"May the curse be lifted from my unworthy soul now, mistress." he decided to play along with the theatrics and the whole 'curse' issue.
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White Oblivion Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 12:36 pm
"May your unworthy soul stay shackled in the pits of Hell!" Adda hastily replied as she kicked the book out of the male's hand. As the book performed an arc and went flying behind her, Adda jumped from the ground towards it. A short moment was spent as the gymnast tried her best to grapple the book before she went diving towards the ground. In reflex, she thrusted her hands out in front of her as she landed upon the pavement. She slid in doing so, causing the pawns of her hands to go raw. "Crap! Damn! Hell! ********! s**t!" were the curses that erupted from the female's mouth as she stared down at her bloody and pinkish hands. The book she obtained was held between elbow and side, safely creased into her body. "Look what you caused you idiot!" she bellowed at Riya. "I hurt myself! It is all your fault! I was right, all men are PIGS!"
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