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*stands there. He just fuckin' stands there.*
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*slowly looks around, a bit of a glare in his eyes as he surveys the buildings and the canals with cute little gondolas drifting by with couples and a man playing a guitar. That does not bring an awww from Leon's heart.*
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.... No matter how much I try, I can't seem to get out of this damned place. Not even suffering through the horrible rocking ships out at sea could take me away from here... I don't even want to think about how many times I got seasick.Dammit. There must be some sort of spell cast on this city ( Read more... ) -
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*Leon bundles up in a jacket and pink scarf he got from Mao after talking a walk outside. He brushes off some snow from his shoulders with an annoyed look.*
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*Leon sits in the lounge in a seat far from the large gathering of festive people with bandages covering his chest and arms. He recently got into a fight with Saleh and it wasn't much of a victory for either one, more of a stalemate due to injuries on both parties.*
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I never thought I would ever say this... but for once I am glad all the sweets are finally gone. -
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*Chilling out in the lobby, with one leg daintly crossed over the other... filing and buffing his nails. He occasionally blows and wipes at his nails, pausing to admire his own work before returning to the next nail.* -
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*Sitting at a desk with a big sack of letters and packages next to him. It looks almost as if he's working as a secretary with a tray on the desk reading 'OUT' filling up with sealed letters. He has a delicious truth serum fruit juice drink on his desk. It tastes like sunshine~*
... How the hell did I get so many letters? -
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*Playing stupid festival games! Like throwing a ball at a trio of empty milk bottles! ohhh~! So close! One's still standing!*
Tch... Give me another set of balls! *Lays down his cash to try again.* -
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*moving his stuff back into the dorm room*
... Just how long am I going to be trapped in this stupid world? -
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*It's nearly midnight and Leon is just chilling in his house with his waifu Alice and a glass of wine. You could say it's a romantic evening as they sit together on the couch, just because Leon isn't scowling or insulting anyone at the moment.*
I love this peace and quiet away from the school dorms... *sips wine*