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STATUS: Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while. 5 yrs ago
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Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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5 yrs ago
Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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6 yrs ago
no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
7 yrs ago
Oh shit, I'm sorry
7 yrs ago
instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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dat kancolle
So the Sea of Blood is actually Sea of 50% Blood?
"I was on my way to the library, we could head over there?"
"Yes, lets and go!"
That was easy. Junko had no idea she would just help her without persuasion. Here she was thinking Sakura may need to be bribed with some juice or perhaps those cake from those shop. By now she had completely forgotten about what she had heard earlier, as she walked beside Warrior Man munching on her Pocky sticks. Her steps faltered for a moment as she realized what Sakura said.
The library.
That stifling atmosphere, the musty smell of old books, and those looks people sneaked at her from behind their books. Damnit, she can relax in a library if she wanted to! No need to give that oh-wow-did-not-expect-that-person-to-be-here look. Sakura... Sakura was going to make her earn her help was it?
But she wasn't going to lose to any stupid library. She was going to sit her ass in there, freaking relax and flip the bird to anyone who DARES give her that look. And get some help with the exercises.
When they arrived at the library, Sakura chose a desk, secluded and large. Junko sat opposite of Sakura, and pulled out another box of Pocky. Sakura had great judgement when she picked out this particular desk. No one would stare at her, and while it still smelled rather musty, the atmosphere here was relaxing somewhat. She should come here more often. Kisaragi wouldn't think of searching in here. Playing on people expectations to hide, this was something she should have thought of earlier.
"Uhm-... "
Sakura was staring at her questioningly. Oh right, with all her thinking she had quite forgotten.
"Ah, sorry. Did you want some?"
Junko held up the opened box of Pocky.
"Yes, lets and go!"
That was easy. Junko had no idea she would just help her without persuasion. Here she was thinking Sakura may need to be bribed with some juice or perhaps those cake from those shop. By now she had completely forgotten about what she had heard earlier, as she walked beside Warrior Man munching on her Pocky sticks. Her steps faltered for a moment as she realized what Sakura said.
The library.
That stifling atmosphere, the musty smell of old books, and those looks people sneaked at her from behind their books. Damnit, she can relax in a library if she wanted to! No need to give that oh-wow-did-not-expect-that-person-to-be-here look. Sakura... Sakura was going to make her earn her help was it?
But she wasn't going to lose to any stupid library. She was going to sit her ass in there, freaking relax and flip the bird to anyone who DARES give her that look. And get some help with the exercises.
When they arrived at the library, Sakura chose a desk, secluded and large. Junko sat opposite of Sakura, and pulled out another box of Pocky. Sakura had great judgement when she picked out this particular desk. No one would stare at her, and while it still smelled rather musty, the atmosphere here was relaxing somewhat. She should come here more often. Kisaragi wouldn't think of searching in here. Playing on people expectations to hide, this was something she should have thought of earlier.
"Uhm-... "
Sakura was staring at her questioningly. Oh right, with all her thinking she had quite forgotten.
"Ah, sorry. Did you want some?"
Junko held up the opened box of Pocky.
Alright then. Imma post as soon as I get back home
I like teh oatmeal lol. And I have already read that strip. Dat feel. :C
Kimchi? THe Pink Fairy Armandillo? Its not a fairy at all. :C
I cant decide whether I wait for Erode or post myself. @.@
Good one. I'll post as soon as Im able.
Funny that, I was already typing a post.
A woman joined them in the training ground, much more interesting than the boy. Especially the weapon she carried. However, it seemed she was not in any mood to talk, for she remained silent off to one side when she arrived.
"Well Ageha its a pleasure to meet you and I see you were looking at my kusarigama. It's the preferred weapon of my clan and its quite fun to use." Isao said. He pulled out the weapon and started twirling it around, before catching the scythe and holding it up to her. "You are more then welcome to examine it if you'd like."
It wasn't a weapon Ageha would like to use. It had too much movement involved in its usage, and it didn't look that precise or that easy to control. Nevertheless, her hand stretched out to grab it.
She didn't get a chance to use it however, as the teacher sent out a wave of chakra through the air. His chakra felt different, though she could not identify what exactly made it different.
"Shira Hataga. Isao Kiriyama. Ageha. I am Iroh Ikeda, the Seismic Sage. I specialize in nintaijutsu, so don't ask me about anything else. I am your new sensei."
Shira... So thats her name...
Ageha remained silent while her new teacher started on his speech. So, she had a rather muscly boy and a woman carrying around a huge weapon sword thing on her team. Now that she had seen the other squad member she was supposed to work with, her suspicion that she was thrown into a less capable squad lessened a bit. Perhaps that boy can really fight or make himself useful in a way. She wouldn't really know; judging and deducing from appearances was not one of her skills.
"Questions?"
She wanted, rather badly, to ask what they were doing here, but she feared having her arms broken again. Nevertheless, she raised her hand hesitantly.
"..What will we do for today?"
"Well Ageha its a pleasure to meet you and I see you were looking at my kusarigama. It's the preferred weapon of my clan and its quite fun to use." Isao said. He pulled out the weapon and started twirling it around, before catching the scythe and holding it up to her. "You are more then welcome to examine it if you'd like."
It wasn't a weapon Ageha would like to use. It had too much movement involved in its usage, and it didn't look that precise or that easy to control. Nevertheless, her hand stretched out to grab it.
She didn't get a chance to use it however, as the teacher sent out a wave of chakra through the air. His chakra felt different, though she could not identify what exactly made it different.
"Shira Hataga. Isao Kiriyama. Ageha. I am Iroh Ikeda, the Seismic Sage. I specialize in nintaijutsu, so don't ask me about anything else. I am your new sensei."
Shira... So thats her name...
Ageha remained silent while her new teacher started on his speech. So, she had a rather muscly boy and a woman carrying around a huge weapon sword thing on her team. Now that she had seen the other squad member she was supposed to work with, her suspicion that she was thrown into a less capable squad lessened a bit. Perhaps that boy can really fight or make himself useful in a way. She wouldn't really know; judging and deducing from appearances was not one of her skills.
"Questions?"
She wanted, rather badly, to ask what they were doing here, but she feared having her arms broken again. Nevertheless, she raised her hand hesitantly.
"..What will we do for today?"
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