Ryuu YamauchiRyuu sighed a breath of relief. He was beginning to calm down, much to his joy. With a wide, but somewhat shaky grin, he told David, "Y-Yeah. Doughnuts it is, eh?"
Suddenly, Serena seemed to take something out, but it did not catch his attention at first. After confirming David's "order," Ryuu turned to see just what she was doing, only to find that her tails and ears had disappeared.
...
Wait a second.Ryuu blinked, somewhat surprised to see her without tails more than when she initially had them. And without them, she certainly looked just like a regular human being. He was confused to no end, and he wanted to ask her about what she did to change her appearance so suddenly. But no words came out of his mouth, for he was at loss for words.
Yep, he thought with all of his wisdom intact.
She's a Mahou Shoujo for real.Alas, looking at her only proved to remind him one thing. In fact, there was pi[something[/i] he was trying to avoid looking at earlier, and had been successful until now.
Until now."...!@$@$#%@#$%^?!?!?!?!"
Ryuu had moved his eyes down by instinct to see where her tails had gone to, only to have finally imagined something he did not want to imagine.
For no apparent reason to anyone observing him, Ryuu felt the heat rush too quickly into his face and, with the might of a
Hadouken, fired two lasers of blood out of his nose. It was inevitable. He was not used to women yet, and feeling such foreign emotions made him both confused, yet excited. His excitement, however, did vary in its definition. He was only able to think of one thing.
Ryuu Yamauchi said
DATASS
Thankfully enough, he managed to actually catch his blood with his hands, barely preventing the floor from being tainted. In a comical fashion, Ryuu used his shoulder to motion them to stay still, excusing himself to a nearby restroom.
Shortly afterward, he came back, his hands and nose clean, as he silently cut in front of the two people he met.
"..."
Ryuu said nothing for a while, but soon turned around. His eyes had darkened unintentionally, and he simply told the two students,
"Someone punched me in the face, and I got over with it."
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...
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"...By the way, what do you want to order, Serena? I recommend biscuits, though if you have your own flavorful tastes, I won't mind."
As quickly as the darkness had come to his face, it brightened into his usual, awkward grin. So much for
butts tails and women.
Jeanne R. Cortez"'Tis a mighty fine food, I say!" Cortez said, her eyes shining as she admired the butterless pancake sitting in front of her. "I won't be leaving any quarter for this fellow!"
Cortez had been sitting by herself for approximately five minutes, and she was already coping with the fact that she knew no one. Sure, as a pirate captain, she was ashamed and disappointed with her choice of seats, but who was she to suddenly barge into a group of people at once? As a result, she decided to talk about her food to herself, and much to her own surprise, it was working very, very well.
"Young lad!" She finally mustered up the courage to ask a nearby passerby who was alone. "Who made this fine delicacy?"
"The chef."
"...Oh. Um, okay."
The passerby left, minding his own business again. Cortez went back to staring at her pancake.
...
Her face was eventually smashed into the table again.
"Father," she mumbled, letting out one pathetic sniff, "this becalmed daughter of yours may have found her black spot letter, aye..."
Cortez sighed. But despite her loneliness, she say straight up again, with a hardened expression. She made sure that a confident smile was on her face: her father always told her to smile when she felt bad. Now that its effects were working again, Cortez began to eat her food again.
Soon enough, she had finished her food quite quickly. The pirate captain felt like visiting the gardens!
Buuuuuuut she did not feel like going yet. She needed to let her tummy digest her food, so instead of doing something exciting, the redhead decided to flatten the upper portion of her body on the table. No one was going to sit there, anyway.
I will set sail in a minute! She thought.
A minute is all I need to digest my grub, aye! No more heaving to, for there is a new kind of treasure I seek!It was a very unfitting thought in contrast to her depressing pose.
Captain Uni
Finetales
Plank Sinatra
"I am certainly a dazzling piece of fine art, aren't I?"
"Please, just get the fu- okay, what the hell did you just do to my dialogue format?"