[h1][center]Takenori Ryuunosuke[/center][/h1]
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[indent]Ryuunosuke was heading back home - he'd gone out to have a bite to eat at a local grilling spot. Just a few hours ago he was at home savoring the bounty from his fight with Siegfried. The weapons the dragon dropped were all top quality, and some of them he even knew how to use, albeit not too skillfully. He honestly wondered how long it would take for him to notice they were missing; the guy was throwing those things at him like they were nothing after all. He must've had hundreds stored away in some mystical hammerspace shit. 

In any case, it was a hell of a lot of fun, and he'd give an eye for another shot at the scale-y bastard. Hindsight being twenty-twenty, Siegfried suddenly being forced out of the fight wasn't as funny as he thought. It interrupted their fight right when it was getting good - he was [i]this[/i] close to releasing his [i]Toki[/i] and really going at it when it happened. He supposed he was too caught up in Siegfried's reaction to realize it at the time. 

Well, nothing could be done about that now, and the dragon went to the same school as he did, so he could just look for him tomorrow.

Dusk was approaching now, and he cut through a nearby construction site as a shortcut to make his way home when he paused, his head swiveling around and his eyes narrowing.

Something wasn't right in the air.

Something happened here - there was magic in the air, and the scent of death . . . and devils. Just when he was about to investigate, and get closer to the source, he spotted two very familiar figures from a distance.

Tsukimi . . . and his girl-toy. Well, this was one hell of a development.

Not bothering to conceal himself, Ryuunosuke waved cheerfully at the pair.

[color=00a651]"Oi, Tsukimi, right? and . . . girly. Lovely evenin' ain't it?"[/color] he said with a vicious grin. A perfect time for a good-old-fashioned [i]death match[/i]. His wounds from his fight with Siegfried were completely healed, and though he wasn't planning on it, meeting with the peerage's King unexpectedly got him rearing for another brawl. 

The girl with him complicated things though. She didn't look like much of a fighter. She didn't look like a fighter at all. It wasn't his policy to get people who weren't capable of it involved in his fights - unlike the old man, he still had [i]some[/i] semblance of a conscience.[/indent]
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