[ Open Log ] Watanuki Kimihiro, Housewaifu~

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Who: dreamdecoder and YOU!
When: NOW. So, Monday afternoon.
Where: The downstairs cafeteria
Summary: Watanuki finds himself wandering around in a French Maid ensemble, and going to look at these food bars that Sebastian talked about in the cafeteria. Because he's not going to take this lying down. No. He's going to take it flailing, most likely.
Rating: G

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[not_my_grandpa]

Takuma was going to try his hand at walking around. His biological clock was all sorts of messed up and he wasn't quite comfortable in sleeping soundly in a place like this yet. He was definitely glad that he was able to make a nice acquaintance, though. It was a plus that she was his suite mate as well! So maybe this whole ordeal wouldn't be one hundred percent terrible. Maybe just ninety-five percent.

He walked down the corridors to take a nice look around since he had already become quite familiar with his small suite and was sick of looking at its walls.

His sensitive vampire ears started picking up on some yelling coming from the cafeteria. Although, his ears didn't need to be sensitive to catch the cursing boy.

The noble quickened his curious steps and came upon the lanky, Japanese boy in what looked like an outfit from a manga. Something like out of Page Catchers Ayame. He was almost tempted to look around to see if there were any bad guys around for this "magical boy" to be battling.

But alas....

He sauntered quietly behind the spastic prophet and bent over slightly. "I suppose it will just have to make do until someone could tell us how to get something else to eat."

Good job at sneaking up on the boy, Takuma.

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[ !!!! ]

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[ SON OF A BITCH! ]

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[ Don't do that!!! ]

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"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO SOMEONE?!" He screamed, turning around instantly to look up at the blond that stood behind him. The frilly skirt of his maid outfit gave a cute swish as he spun, lifting up faintly to show off pretty white petticoats that hid the bloomers he wore beneath.

[not_my_grandpa]

"Ah..." Whoops. He didn't mean to scare him like that. He guessed his footsteps were too quiet sometimes. "I'm sorry", he said, giving him a bashful grin.

"May I sit with you?", he asked, smiling politely.

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"Ah..." Someone wanted to sit with him? Someone that good-looking? "S-sure."

He managed to settled down for a bit, but there was no telling how long that would last. He slid over a bit to make room for Takuma.

[not_my_grandpa]

The vampire took a seat next to him and gave him a calm, sideways glance. Why did this boy smell so good? It was a bit unnerving in a way. He then turned his head and gave him a full on smile.

"It's good to see some burst of energy around here. I just got here myself and have found things to be eerily calm. Though, I guess I'm no help to that myself", he said. "From the way you were shouting, I assume you're new as well?"

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"Ah...." Watanuki let out a nervous laugh, seeing Ichijou's smile and taking in his question. "Y-yeah... I'm new. I just arrived here last night..."

[not_my_grandpa]

"Oh! That's the same with me. So I'm guessing we have about the same level of information", he said, leaning his elbow on the table and placing a cheek in his hand.

"I'm certainly not looking forward to these experiments" His green eyes gave a quick roam over the boy next to him. "Which...that's a rather interesting outfit you have on. Is cosplaying a hobby of yours?" he put a hand to his chin. "Or are you really a magical boy?"

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"....DO YOU THINK I'D WANT TO WEAR SOMETHING THIS RIDICULOUS?!" He snapped at him. He looked more like a cat, with how jumpy he was and how everything stood on end.

[not_my_grandpa]

Takuma just smiled more in response. "I'm not one to judge! If you like it, then that's your preference. But I know that my own suitemate was in a strange rock star-esque outfit and mentioned she doesn't usually dress that way... I wonder if this is another one of those experiments. An acquaintance of mine told me that this week isn't affecting everyone, so I think I'm safe. So if this is one of those experiments, it looks like it got you", he said with a slight chuckle laced. Though, he meant no malice behind any of it.

"I'm Ichijou Takuma, by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you"

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The nonchalant manner in which Ichijou was speaking had Watanuki staring at him with an unamused expression. How could he be so carefree about all this? They were trapped! Stranded! No way out! In SPACE. Not that Watanuki had seen it for himself, though...

Watanuki's expression lit up a bit when the other introduced himself.

"Ah... my name is..." Aw, he always hated saying his name. "...Watanuki Kimihiro. It's nice to meet you, Ichijou-san."

[not_my_grandpa]

The truth was, he was panicking in his own way. Internally. And also, he had been kidnapped once before. Sure it wasn't to the degree of being trapped like a lab rat and experimented on, but once one was kidnapped before, the shock of waking up somewhere you don't know sort of lessens.

He noticed the slight hesitation, but there were plenty of people who didn't exactly like the name given to them. "So I heard you were complaining about the food here, Watanuki-san... Have you tried it yet?"