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Characters: Kanji, open
Location: B08, and the door's open
Time: afternoon
Content: Kanji has arrived and is setting up his room.
Format: prose
Warnings: possibly language
So hey, I'm Kanji, and I'm going to this school now. If you mess with me, I'll kick your ass, got it? But if you don't, we'll get along just fine.
Third-person sample: Kanji wasn't sure where to hide the sewing machine. He couldn't just leave it at home, it had taken him forever to earn enough money to get his own, but he couldn't leave it sitting out in the open, either. He'd never live it down. He'd never live down the stuffed animals, either, but those were easily enough stuffed in his closet--with a silent apology to them for treating them so roughly.
He finally decided on shoving the machine carefully under his bed, where it barely fit, but it wasn't as if the bed was all that heavy. Then, after a moment, he covered it with one of the towels Ma had sent with him--he only had a thousand of them with him, as if she were afraid there would be a towel shortage or they'd all catch on fire or something, so he had plenty to spare. Then he examined his room from all angles. Nope, you couldn't see it.
Well, it would be safe for now. He would figure out how to actually use it without being seen later.
Location: B08, and the door's open
Time: afternoon
Content: Kanji has arrived and is setting up his room.
Format: prose
Warnings: possibly language
So hey, I'm Kanji, and I'm going to this school now. If you mess with me, I'll kick your ass, got it? But if you don't, we'll get along just fine.
Third-person sample: Kanji wasn't sure where to hide the sewing machine. He couldn't just leave it at home, it had taken him forever to earn enough money to get his own, but he couldn't leave it sitting out in the open, either. He'd never live it down. He'd never live down the stuffed animals, either, but those were easily enough stuffed in his closet--with a silent apology to them for treating them so roughly.
He finally decided on shoving the machine carefully under his bed, where it barely fit, but it wasn't as if the bed was all that heavy. Then, after a moment, he covered it with one of the towels Ma had sent with him--he only had a thousand of them with him, as if she were afraid there would be a towel shortage or they'd all catch on fire or something, so he had plenty to spare. Then he examined his room from all angles. Nope, you couldn't see it.
Well, it would be safe for now. He would figure out how to actually use it without being seen later.