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[color=red][h1]MON Safehouse[/h1][/color][/center]

[color=red]"That's... that's cool," he said as politely as he could to Mao. "I... [i]don't[/i] think I wanna know about that though. No offense."

Kyosuke resisted the urge to roll his eyes and sigh when Ryūko explained her ancestry. Great. The American Dragon. That explained all the guns waaaay too well. 

[i]Weird that her dad would be a Ryuu-jin and her mom would be a European dragonewt though,[/i] he thought idly to himself. [i]You'd think it'd be the other way around.[/i]

Speaking of the guns, Kyosuke nodded his head vigorously as he had apparently tripped a very serious relationship flag with Ryūko (or maybe it was a [i]death[/i] flag). He was starting to get a feel for the way things worked around here. Stay away from Usami's carrots, Misa's sugar and Ryūko's possessions in general, don't touch fluffy/scaly/hairy tail, and [i]never ask[/i] about the things Mao may have done before MON. On each of these things, he had been warned.

"So, ummm..." he started. He wasn't sure why he was introducing himself now too, but maybe it was just because it felt like the polite thing to do. "My name is Kyosuke Keita. I'm uhhh... I'm 19 years old, I go to Tokyo University... I don't know why I'm saying this since you probably already read my dossier or whatever the government does with that information these days..."

He gulped. 

"I... I don't have much experience with extraspecies, sorry. I grew up in a little town called Morioh and I've pretty much spent the last three years holed up in my dorm, and I am in... [i]way[/i] over my head here. Sorry. I don't really know what to do or what to think... thank you for saving my life, of course. I mean uhhh... I guess what I'm trying to say is..."

Kyosuke, gulped, fidgeting.

"I'M SORRY!" he said, unexpectedly prostrating himself with a bow that took him from full seiza to "forehead on ground" in an instant. "THANKYOUFORHAVINGMEANDPLEASETAKEGOODCAREOFME!"[/color]