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Dec 05, 2011 13:54

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[A small delay and then coherency! ...Kind of.]

thlfjwritingamessage*&!

[Then suddenly a confused, young, kind of feminine looking boy with long brown hair, and a purple kimono appears on the network. Between words the epic button mashing is still going on. Kenji clearly has no idea what a phone is, or that he's even broadcasting a message.]

-purpose of this thing?

[After giving the Blackberry one final mystified look, Kenji decides to fling the thing over his shoulder. Manorites, you now have an exquisite view of Kenji's floor. Readying his katana, he opens the door. The hallway may be empty, but Kenji doesn't drop his guard, even for a single moment. Wherever he is right now, it's too unfamiliar for him to relax. Shifting his weight slightly, he begins walking out stealthily into the hall.]

((Just a quick note of warning that if you're meeting Kenji in person, he may draw the katana on your character. He won't be aiming to injure or anything, but he is tetchy and wants answers.))

comment: ryuutaro fukami, plot: talent swap

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