Fujiwara Hisoka (
mementosola) wrote2013-06-13 12:18 am
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a thousand cherry blossoms dissolve into the night
[The year is 2038, and for some people turning twenty, there is celebration. A feeling of reaching adulthood, or at the very least, an unhealthy amount of booze.
For other people, there's running clear across Setagaw when time stopped and exploding a Harvester in a single, casual gesture. She's not worried there are too many; she's worried about what certain people may have done to thin out the numbers.]
Retsu!
For other people, there's running clear across Setagaw when time stopped and exploding a Harvester in a single, casual gesture. She's not worried there are too many; she's worried about what certain people may have done to thin out the numbers.]
Retsu!
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She may also be taking his time to undo the fastening on his pants because bro, you have too much clothing still on.]
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[He's also going to slide that hand behind her back and work on that bra of hers.]
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Good luck there, bro.]
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[He's a telepath, so he now knows exactly how doomed he is.
Nakadai Retsu, you've awakened a monster. A monster snaking a hand down your pants.]
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[Unlatching her bra, even as that hand goes southbound. Telepathic or not, he knows what she's thinking, and he's not losing control of this yet!]