[ It's a good thing Shinjiro got right on it, because Yukari? Very unsure how to feel about this girlnato thing going on, which would definitely stop her from being her usual awesome organising self. It was another shock piled on top of the triple-layer shockolate cake that had become her life in Discedo. Obviously, there was only one thing to do ( Read more... )

[The communicator clicks on to record sniffling for a few minutes. Yukari's slumped against Fuuka's door, legs drawn up against her chest, her breath hitching and sniffing every so often. Soon, though, she draws in a deep breath, a small clatter sounding as she picks up the communicator.]

...Fuuka Yamagishi isn't here anymore.

[And that's all. ( Read more... )

[Her cheerfulness is...a little forced today. She's used to really liking this holiday - getting a lot of cards and date requests from all the guys and just generally basking in the love of the day - but after last year it's left a bit of a sour taste in her mouth. Just not the same without him.]Looks like I got better just in time. Happy Valentine ( Read more... )

[A low thunk punctuates the recording every so often; the danger only compels Yukari to hone herself, to tackle this thing head-on and bring these assholes to their knees before they hurt any more of her friends. If you wanted to find her, she'd be out near the Horton, a crudely-marked target scratched out on the opposite building as she fires ( Read more... )