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Thanku buddddy
I posted. It's a little indirect, but I guess if Sieg just happens to be walking by, it'd be a little hard to ignore this third year that's just awkwardly sprawled on the ground all dazed-like, eh?
After having finished with going through the entire rankings, Sato made his way to the back of the range and put away his equipment, making sure to hide the arrows he liked to use behind the metal cabinet. The school stuff he had brought with him was still resting on the ground beside the cabinet (minus the bag he usually had to carry them with, which he had lost in his house somewhere), so Sato simply tucked the textbooks and whatnot beneath his arm before making his way out of the range. The teen went over the leaderboard he had read, and recalled the rankings. He himself had gotten a mediocre rank (12 out of whatever), and nobody he knew did much better. Rokoru got third last, while Yuki was particularly on point with a solid fourth. Not like it mattered or anything, since only first and second actually got anything besides the ability to gloat for the day if you did better than your peers. Sato wasn’t even that sure why they did lame tournaments like what they had just done, but it admittedly was pretty fun, even if it was an organizational mess that was created on a whim of someone’s. Soon Sato found himself loitering by the main entrance again. The sun was a little higher up than last time, and the fact that the sun was only going to last longer from then on struck him. It was an almost comforting thought; everything was only going to get brighter from that point on, in a way. Sato shook his head. There was no point in trying to get all philosophical over how the winter solstice was months ago. It seemed to be a habit of his though. Always finding himself with nothing he wanted to do at the front entrance of Warakuma High. It’s not like he didn’t want to go home, but he didn’t want to not go home. He craved to be with people but there was only his mother waiting for him at the Hashimoto residence. As he climbed the few steps that lead up to the stretch leading to the doors, he considered pets. Would a pet be good for him? There was only one way to find out, but Sato fancied himself neither a dog or cat person. Or maybe he was just not an animal person in general… Just as one foot cleared the final step of the small cement staircase, the other foot caught itself on the very edge of the pavement, sending the third year sprawling onto the ground, the school books he carried under his arms flying away from him like he purposely threw them. Random papers flew out from inbetween the pages, fluttering out into the wind before being caught into the grass a few feet away. Sato remained on the ground for an uncomfortable amount of time, feeling the tiniest spots of blood emerge from the bits of shredded skin on his palms. The boy eventually pushed himself onto his knees and evaluated where his stuff went, still looking ruffled and a little dazed from what happened.
Just hold on tight 'till I work up the motivation to post and I'll set something up for you to react to or something.
Uhh, I guess I'll just get something up tommorow that moves Sato over to some place where he's easily meetable. You could make some kind of intro post if you wanted to in the mean time, but it doesn't matter if you do or don't. Oh, also, I find it a little weird that there's links to peoples' bios under their online status now. (Especially since mine is so shitty)
So whenever someone wants to get out acted like a balla by a red haired male, I shall sit here. -flops on ground-
So hey, wanna meet up in the RP? We wrapped up that whole Archery thing and Sato's free now. It'd be a good opportunity for both of us, in a way.
Finally posted well, finally get to rest. Weeee
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I have also posted and subsequently responded to you. And will probably be going to lay down because I'm sore and tired for literally no reason at all. #shitposting
Rokoru Ishiara /// Warakuma High, Archery Range
I want to go on a shopping spree, and… I want Ishiara-senpai to escort me for the whole day.” Those weren’t quite the words Rokoru was expecting from Ueno. A bunch of different questions wanted to spew out of his mouth at this but they all created a traffic jam, and instead of saying any of them, he merely just exhaled his breath with his mouth still agape. A shopping spree?! Did she expect him to pay for it? It wasn’t like he could really afford it, with merely a couple shifts per week on his shoddy part-time jobs. And then the next part was that he was to accompany her ‘for the whole day’. Did she mean literally the whole day? Rokoru wasn’t particularly opposed to spending the evening with a nice looking girl like Ueno, but still. He barely knew her, but he supposed that this would an adequate remedy for that, even if it is forced. “I'll claim my wish near the end of the week.”, she added a little bit after. That also meant that he’d need to keep his schedule open in the latter half of the week. Just as Rokoru organized his words well enough to utter a low “Am I supposed to…”, Ueno fled the scene and the rest of sentence fell flat as he watched a few people part to get out of the way of the speed demon she became. He frowned at the development. There was supposed to be discussion on the specifics but there was apparently going to be none of that going to happen. But, he had little time to sulk—was he sulking over this?—for the action was apparently not destined to end in the Archery Club. Dear old friend Akira had made his way over to him, and it seemed rather obvious that he was either going to brag about either his completely unexpected victory or how he’d trumped Rokoru score-wise. Or he’d brag about how he scored an outing (not a date, Mika emphasized when they had discussed the prizes) with Mika herself, teasing him a bit on the basis that he knew that Rokoru had a bit of a crush on her. That would work too, as it was also what Akira had ended up saying to him before quickly walking away and over to Mika. Rokoru simply lowered his brow in response and bit the inside of his bottom lip. There was nothing else to do anymore besides chilling out until everyone went home, so Rokoru found himself lounging about with some of the other third-year guys, sitting down on the raggedy couch they somehow dragged into the range a year ago.
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As soon as Rokoru had taken over, Mika had ended up chatting in a gaggle of other girls, almost completely ignoring whatever Rokoru was saying. He didn’t say much, though, for he was soon going back to doing whatever Rokoru does when she wasn’t there to moderate him and his generally poor decision-making. Sato soon took to the front and began reading out (in a really drawn-out way) every name on the list with their rankings. Mika returned to gossiping about various things—that one-in-a-million shot Saya Ueno made, the hideous skirt that Ai Aibe wasted her money on, stuff like that. At least, she would’ve, but that Akira guy had found her sooner than she would’ve like. He stated that he was ready to go for that promised coffee trip, and in response, Mika held up hand to her chin as if her fingers would break if she touched too hard. “I wasn’t thinking of going today…” She pouted a bit to emphasize her disappointment and to hide the bit of baseless disgust she felt towards Akira. “I promised Umeko I’d watch that new movie that came out with her after Archery today. Would it be okay with you if we went after school tomorrow? I’m free then.” Her words felt too casual as they left her mouth, but what was done was done and she didn’t really feel like being rude was the right thing to do.
wat ya talking bout?
Oh, nothing. Just typical Sen shenanigans...
Another victim gets ensared in the ShoTano-fest we call our Skype group.
After thinking about it for the night and Sen being of no help in my decision, next post I make will be Akari joining the boxing club.
I'm still not sure what I think about it...
Erry one getting swole as heckle.
The bara cannot be stopped, but it can be resisted. There is still hope for the bishie insurgents.
Weeeee, I posted. Oh, and X, I'm sorry for skipping to the end before waiting for you (if you did want to do something with Akira). I left the results ambiguous on purpose though. I gave second to Saya because idk, but on the bright side, Rokoru will still be pissed if Akira gets to go on that outing with Mika. If you wanted me to, I could edit the post.
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