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2-008;
[As if he wasn't in a bad enough mood all ready, huddled up and trying to keep the rain from smacking against his face, that announcement takes the cake. He throws a punch at the sphere, which easily avoids him. With a growl and a defeated huff he scowls at the sphere.]
Hey... has anyone seen the Tenth? Or figure out how he got out of here?
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2-007;
The hell are all of you screaming about?
The power's out but damn. Shut the fuck up before I make you shut up.
[Of course the person on the screen looks like Gokudera, but this one is definitely female, and seems to have no problem with that, as she lays her hands on her hips.]
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2-006;
You're all really fucking loud.
Tenth! We should make an outing too! It'll be good to get out of this damn place. I won't let any of those frog things touch you. -
2-005;
I'VE FUCKING HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH THESE FUCKING FROGS.
[and while he was pacing around the fields, trying to flee the damn things, they kept hounding him. Doesn't help that there are frog-cats and frog-dogs, and all sorts of things peering at him curiously, and getting in his way, and being a general nuisance. One particular creature leaps at him ( Read more... ) -
2-004;
[Just as he was getting to good at this navigating thing, he's attempting to get to the other side of the room, flailing slightly, growling under his voice.
He didn't get the memo that is would be fixed anytime soon, so he unfortunately ends up on the floor, curses spewing from his lips]
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2-003;
What the fu-
[before that statement can be finished, his back is bumping against the ceiling as he flails]
Dammit, this place is out of control!
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2-002;
[his fists clench, but instead of that normal scowl, there's a grin]
Time to continue training. Tenth, we'll beat this thing if we work hard together!
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2-001;
[he wakes up, looking startled and in that orange jumpsuit.]
Wait... I'm not.. What?
...The hell just happened?
[he can hear the Captain's voice over the intercom but he seems more interested in the fact that he's alive. Even though that can't honestly be true.]
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003;
[the box that held his present is thrown across the floor as he looks partly angry, partly solemn. He squeezes his present in his hand, crumpling it, but he simply sticks it in his pocket, collecting himself]
Tch, never liked Christmas anyway.