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Characters: All residents of Coral Corral!
Location: ...Coral Corral!!
Time: All day July 10th (or all month? IDK)
Style: Gyaru style! Anything goes!
Status: Semi-open! Threadjack at your leisure!
This area of Vatheon wasn't as clustered as living in the United Kingdom could get, or even Tokyo. It had enough space to move around and was well maintained. It also didn't feel as congested. As Aya sat outside on the door step, he wondered just who did the maintenance around here. Speaking of maintenance, he was sharpening and polishing his sword. It was usually a messy and noisy affair and he'd rather not get the floors inside soiled too badly. He also had more common courtesy than Ken when it came to noises. | |
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[ A man clad in a rather fancy military uniform, dripping wet, hair sticking to his face can be found down on all fours. While his breathing seems to indicate that he inhaled some water not too long ago, he isn't coughing. Rather, he's shaking. Out of rage. ]
No... I can't... this isn't...
[ Slowly getting to his feet, his breath labored, and his hand holding up his crystalline sword by the blade - and some blood welling up in his fist because of it - the man finally looks up, but his face isn't visible to the camera. ]
Lord Galcian needs me. Whoever brought me here will pay dearly for this. | |
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Who: Angelo and Lloyd Irving.
Where: Yutopil Apartments, Floor One, Apartment Six.
When: Early Afternoon.
Style: First/Action.
Status: Closed.
[After all the adjusting Angelo did such as exploring every possible inch of Vatheon, moving into Lloyd's apartment with him, and at last settling in; he felt things weren't as bad as he initially thought. His days went by as normal and everything went swimmingly. However today was a completely different story as him and his new roommate were about to discover something neither of them had ever seen before -- the entity known as a dishwasher. But before that, Angelo is sitting at the kitchen table quietly reading a book he'd found at one of the shops while waiting for Lloyd to return from wherever he was and wondering if the other had possibly picked up some food for them to eat, as the former templar wasn't exactly the best cook in the world along with his stomach growling for food before while starving.] | |
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