25 Unicorn Ct; Saturday Morning, Pre-Picnic [ 08/28 ].

[boobs_and_bombs]

Flanked by two men with very jaunty caps and wearing both a traveling cloak and a prosthetic arm, Kūkaku had made her way to the little island where she was to teach and hadn't thought too poorly of it so far. Of course, most of the activity was happening down at the picnic, which might have given her a false perception, but it was quiet, the kind

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[on_her_korhal]

The noise was telling, yes.

As was the sudden intrusion of chatter in Kerrigan's mind. She had intended to take off for the picnic soon enough, but she had also intended to communicate with River about her recent troup movements, and that effort was now... disturbed.

That thudding was the sound of Kerrigan's feet against the stairs, and that creaking was the sound of the door, and that lift of Kerrigan's eyebrow...

... made no noise at all.

[boobs_and_bombs]

"Hi!" Kūkaku greeted the other woman cheerfully. "You live in this shithole?"

No one could claim she didn't know how to start a conversation.

[on_her_korhal]

Kerrigan's lip curled up to match her eyebrow.

"Unfortunately," she said. "Who wants to know?"

[boobs_and_bombs]

"I'm Shiba Kūkaku," she offered, hitching a thumb toward her ample bosom. "These here are Koganehiko and Shiroganehiko. We're going to live in this joint."

[on_her_korhal]

Kerrigan ignored the ample bosom, as was her wont. "Says who?" she asked. "Don't tell me Gardner sold it to you."

[boobs_and_bombs]

"Who?" asked Kūkaku, quirking a brow. "No. It just said on..."

She held out a hand. One of the behemoths behind her whipped out a ream of paper and slapped it down in the hand. The hand then held it out. The papers looked fairly official, with some red stamp text on it: Fandom High Teacher Assignment.

"This."

The expression on Kūkaku's face was somewhere before a distasteful sneer and a maniacal, plotting grin.

[on_her_korhal]

"Oh, so you're a teacher," Kerrigan said. Her eyes flicked only momentarily towards the behemoths behind Kukaku: she wrote them off easily and quickly. No threat. "So is half the adult population of this island."

Though she did take the papers.

[boobs_and_bombs]

Kūkaku shrugged her shoulders. "Supposed to keep me out of trouble," she said, then snorted at the ridiculous of such a notion. "Looks like I still get to blow shit up, though, so you won't hear me complainin'."

Not in the form of words, anyway.

She cocked her chin up a little. "What's it you do?"

[on_her_korhal]

Kerrigan's eyes ran over the directions on said papers. Of course the school would burden her with a roommate; this was getting a little annoying. She'd just figured she'd had the entire palace to herself, so to speak.

"I'm a teacher, too," she said, flicking to the last page. "Tactics. The cerebral end of blowing shit up."

[boobs_and_bombs]

"Meh." Though Kūkaku's tone was dismissive, there was still a slight smirk to her reaction. "Never one for the cerebral part of it myself."

[on_her_korhal]

"I had that suspicion," she said, with a slight edge of distaste to her own voice. "But I suppose the school will give me hassle if I don't house you."

Like over the fact Kerrigan had technically stolen this place. La la.

"Don't get near my things, and we'll be fine."

[boobs_and_bombs]

The school would give her hassle? Kūkaku would have been in the mind that if she couldn't live here, no one could. Not because of any principle or anything, of course. Just for funsies.

A crooked grin swept across her face. "Same to you, sister."

[on_her_korhal]

Oh, she'd have been welcome to try, and Kerrigan's mouth curved a little further in amusement as the thought flitted past her.

"Just don't leave any explosives lying around in the open," she said, stepping aside. "I don't mind, but it's a pain how many people try to break into this place..."

[boobs_and_bombs]

That last comment sent a far too potent spark of excitement through Kūkaku, who pulled herself up eagerly.

"Really? How often we talkin' about?"

As if she needed an excuse to...ahem...booby-trap the place, but it did add another dimension of fun when there was a necessity to it.

[on_her_korhal]

"Two, when I got here," Kerrigan said, conversationally. Well, if you counted creatively. "I've had more in the past... but I have a feeling telling you the particulars might wind up with me lacking a wall..."

[boobs_and_bombs]

"Place looks like it could use a remodel anyway!" Kūkaku observed, a bit too brightly. She tapped at something made of glass...was that a...fishtank?

Monkeys, she decided. Definitely monkeys. Something with a big banana, maybe...