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That was a really tough virus, huh? I hope everyone is okay.
I wanted to thank everyone who tried to help me when I was a little kid. I really appreciated it. Just so you know, I did get away. Back then, I mean. My uncle rescued me.
[Locked]
Ken...?
[OOC: Omi doesn't remember being older, but he does remember being younger and reliving his -
RL for Ken
[Even though they weren't assassins anymore, some habits were hard to break. Omi was still awake well into the night, sitting in front of his computer, only now, instead of planning assassinations, he was working on his school work ( Read more... ) -
[RL for Ken]
[Sitting in front of his computer, a mug of coffee at his side. The TFLN virus and its aftermath had really set him back, and Weiss only had a limited amount of time to strike against Reiji Takatori. He was working furiously on a plan to get Weiss in place in time.] -
[Open RL, pre-TFLN virus.]
Nope, nothing to see here. Just a tiny blond assassin hogging the Karaoke mic, belting out some extremely meta '90s faux-jpop.
Go ahead -- feel free to join him. Or boo him and his extremely short short-shorts off the stage. -
[TFLN virus] [RL for Ken]
It had taken the crowd a few songs to wrestle the Karaoke mic away from one tiny assassin. Giggling, Omi stumbled down the stairs, making his way to the bar to order another bellini. Underage? Who cared! No one seemed to be checking IDs, and he was definitely enjoying himself -- more and more with every glass. -
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[It sounds like there's fighting in the background, but the camera is tight on a blue-haired girl bound to a tree. Omi rushes in and unties her, leading her away unsteadily.]
Miss Ouka... Now, Miss Ouka, can you stand up?
[She shakes her head.]
Ouka -- what did he do?
He said that we're brother and sister. So -- So I --[Omi looks aghast.] ( Read more... ) -
[RL for Ken]
Omi had been pretty beaten up after his altercation with Tails, and Schuldig and Hirofumi's loving care hadn't healed him any. Add on the fact that he'd been on his motorcycle, zooming around killing people, and he'd been pushed past his limits. There was a certain tenderness around his abdomen that made him nervous -- he didn't think he was ( Read more... ) -
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[Hi, DDD. It's Omi, standing in front of his camera, looking... pained.
In the background, one can vaguely see Ken promenading back and forth, something bright and plastic at his lips. And underneath the audio is a constant hum, something like this.]
Mr. Mello, I'd like to speak with you when you have a moment. -
[3]
[Four girls are crowded around a display of roses.]
-The roses are so pretty!
-Yeah!
-What? 1,000 yen each?!
-That's so expensive!
[A CHALLENGER APPROACHES.]
I'll take all these roses!
Thank you very much -- Ouka-chan?!
[A snub-nosed girl with blue hair turns her nose up at the employee who approached her.]
I'm not asking you. Omi ( Read more... )