**Uriko heads out, totally Zoanthroped out, but just as she gets outside and sees anyone, she stops and stares, rather blankfaced ( Read more... )

You know, this probably isn't that important or anything, but I kinda noticed this trend the other day. Like, whenever someone brings up self-defense, it's always magic or some sort of weapon ( Read more... )

CRAAAAAAAPPPP ( Read more... )

**Uriko only managed one or two herself, but that's not important. She's made it through with only a couple cuts and bruises, but you won't be seeing those until she reverts/un-beastorizes (I hate that term, but it's official). Uriko hasn't changed back because one of her legs is broken, and it's such an odd situation with her skeletal structure ( Read more... )

Y'know, I probably should have made better use of the fact I could tell Haruki to do whatever I wanted. Kind of like reversing the roles, but, I wouldn't want to make him mad at me or anything. Though, I think he's got some aversion to hugging. Who knows.

But, still, it was nice while I had him. It felt like he actually liked me back.

**Sunday.

And raining. Great.

Uriko's got her first date and the weather was atrocious. Still, Haruki was the type to really get mad if she didn't show up so, she ran/drudged her way through the rain and some mud to Haruki's place. Shuddering from being rained on, Uriko knocked on his door.

LOUD**

Hey Haruki... I'm not coming today. Punish me later or whatever but, I'm tired of walking in the mud. Maybe tomorrow, okay?