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[r0dform]

Characters: Momotaros sw0rdform and Urataros r0dform [open to those who wish to watch this epic faito.]
Location: Deck 7 hallway
Date: Backdated to a bit after Urataros' arrival.
Rating: G-PG-13 for fighting and Momo's foul mouth.

Comments

Momo is totes gay for Ryoutarou =|

[sw0rdform]

Momotaros thought that this hellboat couldn't get any worse. Although he was a lover for fighting and wanted to pick a fight with someone, he actually managed to behave himself these past couple of weeks. He also didn't want to deal with what the others were fighting about. I mean, come on, they were KILLING each other for God's sake. Plus, there was also the lack of Naomi's awesome one-of-a-kind coffee and purin. That really made him pissy, but he held in his annoyance (for so long too; he managed to surprise himself). He was obviously getting lazy... he hated it.

As he had thought earlier, this boat couldn't get any worse. Then, oh God then, Urataros had arrived

Totes. =|

[r0dform]

Urataros really wished he didn't have to fight, but it had been a while since they had. And without Hana-san... This could go on for a while~ He ducked out of the way of the punch, rather good at evading things, since he is a cowardly turtle. In response, he tried to kick the empty headed peach. If that didn't work, he'd try to grab him.

[sw0rdform]

If it was one thing that Momotaros wasn't good at as much as Urataros, it was dodging. Which meant that obviously, that kick managed to hit him square in the gut. He grunted but easily recovered and grabbed one of the decorative sidetables, throwing off whatever was on it and swinging it towards the turtle imagin. No one said anything about playing fair; no one was around anyways~.

[r0dform]

He gasped, leaping up onto another decorative sidetable before sitting on his rearend, trying to use both feet as a way to block the table.

"Mou, you're really persistant!"