[[ If you want to be around, go ahead. Completely open RP. Continued from
here. ]]
Sharp, grey-blue eyes searched the halls of Hogwarts as Mokuba walked along. In the robe, with his hair done just right, he really could pass for Ryuuji. He didn't just know it--he flaunted it, mimicking Ryuuji's way of walking best as he could, head held high with an "I know. I look great. Go ahead, stare," smirk on his lips.
He had a mission. Pranks were all good and grand, but this was a bit more personal.