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Who: Nekozawa, Ellen, Mori, and maybe some grand rescue effort by the twins or whoever else wants to get involved?
Where: In the dark halls outside of the Third Music Room
When: The third day
What: Targeting the freshman XD
Normally, Nekozawa didn't like lurking around the music room during this time of day, but since it had been a wonderfully rainy, stormy, dark day, he figured he could take a chance and see how his favorite victims--err, people, were doing. Kirimi asked about Suoh-san incessantly, and while he didn't mind sharing his little sister with the benevolent Lord, he did find him to be quite a distraction when he was teaching Kirimi the Dark Arts. Ah well, at least they were getting their sibling-bonding time done now. And she did seem to be getting away from that dratted princess manga of hers. That was healthy.
He had also noticed that the Host Club had been rather pensive and quiet recently... well at least pretty quiet for the Host Club. He still occasionally heard Fujioka-san's half-hearted protests of whatever idea Suoh-san was running away with, and he was pretty sure there was at least another time he heard the twins muttering softly about Kobayashi Darya-kun. But the skedaddled as soon as they saw him, which didn't leave much information for plotting. Oh well.
Nekozawa adjusted his hood, making sure his clothes were on properly, and tried the door. Locked. Okay. Their hours must have not started yet. As he slunk away into the shadows to await the members' arrivals (and to make a dramatic entrance), he caught a movement out of the corner of his eye. Ah, perfect timing.
Where: In the dark halls outside of the Third Music Room
When: The third day
What: Targeting the freshman XD
Normally, Nekozawa didn't like lurking around the music room during this time of day, but since it had been a wonderfully rainy, stormy, dark day, he figured he could take a chance and see how his favorite victims--err, people, were doing. Kirimi asked about Suoh-san incessantly, and while he didn't mind sharing his little sister with the benevolent Lord, he did find him to be quite a distraction when he was teaching Kirimi the Dark Arts. Ah well, at least they were getting their sibling-bonding time done now. And she did seem to be getting away from that dratted princess manga of hers. That was healthy.
He had also noticed that the Host Club had been rather pensive and quiet recently... well at least pretty quiet for the Host Club. He still occasionally heard Fujioka-san's half-hearted protests of whatever idea Suoh-san was running away with, and he was pretty sure there was at least another time he heard the twins muttering softly about Kobayashi Darya-kun. But the skedaddled as soon as they saw him, which didn't leave much information for plotting. Oh well.
Nekozawa adjusted his hood, making sure his clothes were on properly, and tried the door. Locked. Okay. Their hours must have not started yet. As he slunk away into the shadows to await the members' arrivals (and to make a dramatic entrance), he caught a movement out of the corner of his eye. Ah, perfect timing.