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Title: Hormones make girls cry
Characters: Mashiro, Akira, and later on, Belldandy
Location: In a deep corner of the gym
Rating: PG-13 for a breakdown. 8D
Summary: Mashiro and Akira have some kendo practice, supervised of course. But when disaster strikes, how will the group deal? TUNE IN AT 8:30 EASTERN TIME TO FIND OUT!
Day/Time: Day 71
Mashiro hadn't been having that bad of a day. In fact, his stay here, however short it may have been, was actually pleasant so far. It shocked him, that an asylum could be so...kind. He really hadn't been expecting his request to be fulfilled, so when one of the doctors offered to help out with it, he was really grateful and excited.
Mashiro wasn't really all that great at kendo. Sure, he was on the school team, but he was constantly beaten by Sou. It wounded him a lot, knowing that he was inferior to Sou. But when he went home, he would be able to say he had an even match with one of the world's greatest kendo practitioners. What would Sou say to that? He wouldn't be able to maintain his illusion that Mashiro was a little girl then. Only a man would be able to hold his own in kendo against a world-class champion.
Even though his mind was supposed to be clear for kendo, thoughts swirled in his head, eyes darting towards the door every now and again, waiting for Akira to arrive, while he put on the equipment Belldandy had managed to get a hold of.
Characters: Mashiro, Akira, and later on, Belldandy
Location: In a deep corner of the gym
Rating: PG-13 for a breakdown. 8D
Summary: Mashiro and Akira have some kendo practice, supervised of course. But when disaster strikes, how will the group deal? TUNE IN AT 8:30 EASTERN TIME TO FIND OUT!
Day/Time: Day 71
Mashiro hadn't been having that bad of a day. In fact, his stay here, however short it may have been, was actually pleasant so far. It shocked him, that an asylum could be so...kind. He really hadn't been expecting his request to be fulfilled, so when one of the doctors offered to help out with it, he was really grateful and excited.
Mashiro wasn't really all that great at kendo. Sure, he was on the school team, but he was constantly beaten by Sou. It wounded him a lot, knowing that he was inferior to Sou. But when he went home, he would be able to say he had an even match with one of the world's greatest kendo practitioners. What would Sou say to that? He wouldn't be able to maintain his illusion that Mashiro was a little girl then. Only a man would be able to hold his own in kendo against a world-class champion.
Even though his mind was supposed to be clear for kendo, thoughts swirled in his head, eyes darting towards the door every now and again, waiting for Akira to arrive, while he put on the equipment Belldandy had managed to get a hold of.