[video] [December 31st, morning]
[Don't look now, Death City, but there's a monkey-faced samurai guy in your library, sitting at a desk with a few scattered books on modern warfare to one side, a battered notebook to the other. Hideyoshi has been doing homework. Currently his homework is composed of a single page with a jumble of characters on it - his handwriting is awful like seriously can he even read it - which he is browsing while chewing busily on the end of his pen. om nom nom.]
How money works,check... what's proper to wear when, check... how not to get zapped by electric sockets... I must be missing something...
[Deep in concentration, he bites down on the tip of the pen, and yelps in dismayed surprise when it breaks.]
Gah! Not another one...!
[Story of his life. A few moments of furious ink wiping and a hearty sigh later, he finally turns to his audience with the usual grin, though there's something of a sharper quality to it this time around. Hideyoshi is serious business. He rubs his hands together in expectant glee.]
So! Just for general knowledge. How many people here know anything about military deployment?
How money works,check... what's proper to wear when, check... how not to get zapped by electric sockets... I must be missing something...
[Deep in concentration, he bites down on the tip of the pen, and yelps in dismayed surprise when it breaks.]
Gah! Not another one...!
[Story of his life. A few moments of furious ink wiping and a hearty sigh later, he finally turns to his audience with the usual grin, though there's something of a sharper quality to it this time around. Hideyoshi is serious business. He rubs his hands together in expectant glee.]
So! Just for general knowledge. How many people here know anything about military deployment?