Now, if I were the leading bicurious physician in the 'verse, where would I be after classes at an all-magical-girls high school?Mamoru leaned into the infirmary from the waiting room, both of which seemed empty at first glance. He still donned his usual suit and a pair of reading glasses, having just returned from his last class of the day. ( Read more... )

Mamoru stood backstage inside the auditorium, sifting through old costumes and putting up recently cleaned ones, trying to arrange them in some type of logical order. The place had been left in a mess before he came to the school, and he still simply hadn't gotten around to fixing the problem in some areas. It was something to do while waiting ( Read more... )

Professor Chiba Mamoru stood waiting over the roof entrance of the dormitories, looking every now and then into the horizon of an ending sunset. With his black and red cape to the casual breeze, he was ever so dramatically reading a newspaper from behind his mask. To be specific, it was actually The Quibbler, and while it might not have been the ( Read more... )

St. Catherine's Drama and Flight instructor could more than appreciate the romantic holiday, though he had no personal reason to be very excited as Chiba Mamoru. Still, he figured, he might as well play along, if he could entertain and humor a few of his friends at the school ( Read more... )

( Mamoru vs. Omm )

The atmosphere was the cold of morning, slowly becoming a warmer noon. Mamoru lay in bed with his sheets tossed about and disorderly, rubbing his eyes awake. He made it a point to make sure it really was his room and bed, and though he had yet to wake in anyone else's bed before, it was still best to make sure. That feeling everyone gets when ( Read more... )