Jun 28, 2008 08:01
There were new wards on the walls of Kusuryuri's office, though there were possibly only two other people in the school who would know that. Being put into someone else's body had been most disconcerting. Worse was the utter lack of anything resembling remorse and the flippant attitude of the offender.
Kusuriyuri waited, more wards ready in his sleeves. He did not kneel as was his wont, but instead, stood ready, prepared for whatever the insolent villain would do. At the very least, his arrogant attitude would be tempered in Kusuriyuri's presence. That much he was sure of.
mentok,
kusuriyuri,
rp