observershikou: (being serious)
Samasu, Shikou ([personal profile] observershikou) wrote2008-10-05 10:08 pm

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[Filtered from those who believe in Mujura; Filtered from Wakahisa, Noriko]
An... Odd question, that I would like to get opinions and information on.

But does anyone know anything about possession? As in a supernatural sense?

Anything said is well-appreciated.

[Private to Shiroko]
... You left something, last night.

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[identity profile] whiterthanblack.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
::It's just... strong masculine hands.::

... Sorry.

::She blushes and lets go. And backs up uneasily in her stripper heels.::

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[identity profile] observershikou.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
*... Before she backs up, and reaches up, and places a hand onto her shoulder.*

You don't need to apologize about that... And you don't need to back down, when I point it out.

I was just asking. After all... It felt... Nice, when you did that.

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[identity profile] whiterthanblack.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Really. Sorry.

::She waves her hands embarassed. Pulling away, and sitting at the computer.::

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[identity profile] observershikou.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
*He laughs again to himself, shaking his head.*

... I should probably take my leave, right now, shouldn't I...?

... When you're ready to test out your deck, just tell me. Alright? I'd be honored to help, Shiroko.

Re: [Event Thread]

[identity profile] whiterthanblack.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
Alright...

::She rubs her arms embarassed.::

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[identity profile] observershikou.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
*He walks to the door, pausing after opening it.*

... I enjoyed being with you, Shiroko.

Immensely. *He smiles at her, before taking his leave.*

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[identity profile] whiterthanblack.livejournal.com 2008-10-06 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
::She smiles back.

And when he leaves, she produces a well deserved girlish sigh of longing.

Then she looks to the Laptop as something switches on in her head, her body taking on a more masculine look to it, as it begins punching away.::