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Who: Zell Dincht different_beat, Sakon Tachibana boy_fatality, open
Where: from the high school to Horton apartments
When: yesterday ^^;
Rating: PG, PG-13 at worst
Summary: Zell don't know nothin' about the Disco so he ends up with a socially inept tour guide. Shenanigans and monsters are bound to ensue.
And on an OOC note: I made brownies and they are delicious.
the log:
This was why Sakon needed to stop peeking at the entries of new arrivals; he always offered to help. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it's just he wasn't exactly, well, the best choice to lend a hand. For one thing, he was awkward with people and that was on a good day. For another, he had little in ways of defense from the many critters Discedo enjoyed throwing out at people. Truth be told, he was more frightened of the revolver concealed under his heavy black coat than the actual beasties. But helping was the the proper thing to do, and Sakon was nothing if not proper.
Still, the puppet master knew the city quite well. So he waited outside the east exit of the high school, occasionally checking the comm. He didn't know what to look for. In fact, he'd forgotten to ask the new arrival's name.
Where: from the high school to Horton apartments
When: yesterday ^^;
Rating: PG, PG-13 at worst
Summary: Zell don't know nothin' about the Disco so he ends up with a socially inept tour guide. Shenanigans and monsters are bound to ensue.
And on an OOC note: I made brownies and they are delicious.
the log:
This was why Sakon needed to stop peeking at the entries of new arrivals; he always offered to help. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it's just he wasn't exactly, well, the best choice to lend a hand. For one thing, he was awkward with people and that was on a good day. For another, he had little in ways of defense from the many critters Discedo enjoyed throwing out at people. Truth be told, he was more frightened of the revolver concealed under his heavy black coat than the actual beasties. But helping was the the proper thing to do, and Sakon was nothing if not proper.
Still, the puppet master knew the city quite well. So he waited outside the east exit of the high school, occasionally checking the comm. He didn't know what to look for. In fact, he'd forgotten to ask the new arrival's name.