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五十七 (Text/Voice Post, Japanese)
Dec. 23rd, 2009 09:53 pm[BZZZZAP! Haruka lets out a grunt in pain as the communicator shocks him through his jacket pocket.]
Tch. [It soon goes up, and then down. Right on the ground with an audible clatter. He's been busy, and can do without the interfering spark.]
This is getting old. I guess trying to take this thing apart wouldn't be much of an option either, would it?
[...] I'm running errands for Kantarou, since he feels safer holing himself up in our room with the mistletoe around. Don't ask me why... though I can probably take a wild guess.
Moa-san, I'll be stopping by the inventory soon to pick up a few things. Watch your head.
[[ooc Haruka will be wandering through the high school from his room, and stopping by the Northern Lights for work in case you wanted to get your mistletoe action on.]]
Tch. [It soon goes up, and then down. Right on the ground with an audible clatter. He's been busy, and can do without the interfering spark.]
This is getting old. I guess trying to take this thing apart wouldn't be much of an option either, would it?
[...] I'm running errands for Kantarou, since he feels safer holing himself up in our room with the mistletoe around. Don't ask me why... though I can probably take a wild guess.
Moa-san, I'll be stopping by the inventory soon to pick up a few things. Watch your head.
[[ooc Haruka will be wandering through the high school from his room, and stopping by the Northern Lights for work in case you wanted to get your mistletoe action on.]]
