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sirenspull2013-02-06 02:15 pm
blackmoonrising) wrote in sirenspull2013-02-06 02:15 pm
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7 [video]
[Here’s the interior of Ichigo’s apartment; it’s late afternoon, the window is open to let a breeze (and a dragon) in, he’s sitting at his table with a cup of something in shot, you can see the dark head of his roommate beyond curled up on the sofa reading something, and besides him sits Hiccup. Both boys look thoroughly nonplussed. Ichigo gives the camera a flat look.]
I swear if anyone laughs about this I don’t care who they are I am kicking their ass.
You know, I'm a little torn between holding you back and letting you go ahead.
[Hiccup sighs, rubbing the side of his face before letting his hand drop back down.]
I'm also wondering if this is really a normal punishment for being late to classes.
Hell no, they just landed us with this damn chore ‘cause we’re Newcomers and they need to fill a quota or something. Screw this, I don’t give a crap about Valentine’s Day. It’s a girls’ holiday.
[You can hear the disdain dripping off him. Hiccup glances at all of the pink and red scattered across his lap and on the floor. He picks up a lacy heart, eying it warily. Toothless pokes his head over the both of them, sniffing curiously.]
Eugh. Yeah, no kidding... It feels that way for the girls here, anyway.
[At this point Rukia sighs in the background, grabs a rejected, lopsided heart, crumples it up and throws it at Ichigo's head.]
Don't be so childish. You're performing a service for your classmates and creating a more romantic atmosphere. That's perfectly appropriate for a dance such as this.
[She knows this because of the manga she's reading. Ichigo, however, is less than impressed by this reasoning, especially as the crumpled paper heart bounces off his head and lands smartly in his cup of cocoa with a ‘plop’. He fishes it out with an annoyed scowl, getting to his feet and turning to look at his assailant.]
Do we look like we know how to decorate a Valentines’ Dance, Rukia?
That's no excuse for doing a poor job. [Primly.]
That’s not the-
[Intruding into this scene of domestic bliss are a pair of breasts. Covered in an orange jacket and attached to a grinning woman, but fabulous nonetheless.
Also, they're pressed against the side of Ichigo's head for some reason.
For his part, he takes it rather well-]
UWAAAAA!
[-By falling on his ass and managing to stutter out:]
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WI- Yoruichi-san?!
Yo, Ichigo. Your window's open.
[ooc: Ichigo, Hiccup, Rukia, Yoruichi. ]
I swear if anyone laughs about this I don’t care who they are I am kicking their ass.
You know, I'm a little torn between holding you back and letting you go ahead.
[Hiccup sighs, rubbing the side of his face before letting his hand drop back down.]
I'm also wondering if this is really a normal punishment for being late to classes.
Hell no, they just landed us with this damn chore ‘cause we’re Newcomers and they need to fill a quota or something. Screw this, I don’t give a crap about Valentine’s Day. It’s a girls’ holiday.
[You can hear the disdain dripping off him. Hiccup glances at all of the pink and red scattered across his lap and on the floor. He picks up a lacy heart, eying it warily. Toothless pokes his head over the both of them, sniffing curiously.]
Eugh. Yeah, no kidding... It feels that way for the girls here, anyway.
[At this point Rukia sighs in the background, grabs a rejected, lopsided heart, crumples it up and throws it at Ichigo's head.]
Don't be so childish. You're performing a service for your classmates and creating a more romantic atmosphere. That's perfectly appropriate for a dance such as this.
[She knows this because of the manga she's reading. Ichigo, however, is less than impressed by this reasoning, especially as the crumpled paper heart bounces off his head and lands smartly in his cup of cocoa with a ‘plop’. He fishes it out with an annoyed scowl, getting to his feet and turning to look at his assailant.]
Do we look like we know how to decorate a Valentines’ Dance, Rukia?
That's no excuse for doing a poor job. [Primly.]
That’s not the-
[Intruding into this scene of domestic bliss are a pair of breasts. Covered in an orange jacket and attached to a grinning woman, but fabulous nonetheless.
Also, they're pressed against the side of Ichigo's head for some reason.
For his part, he takes it rather well-]
UWAAAAA!
[-By falling on his ass and managing to stutter out:]
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WI- Yoruichi-san?!
Yo, Ichigo. Your window's open.
[ooc: Ichigo, Hiccup, Rukia, Yoruichi. ]
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[Still completely and utterly scarlet faced, yup yup.]
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Well, his issues have nothing to do with me.
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Excuse me?
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[Looks at Ichigo]
How old are you now, twelve?
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[Alas, here he was just about to get a good laugh about Byakuya getting boobed in the head and they're already back to making fun of him.]
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Oh, I was close.
[She's really not making fun of you, this is her perspective from 200 some odd years of age.]
Anyway, he was almost as loud as you are.
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[Yup, here he is, all 5'11" of him. HE IS MANLY.]
...you seriously beaned Byakuya with- uh.
[Vague hand gesture in the chest area goes here.]
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[She grins]
Aah. Chasing me afterwards is how he got so good at shunpo.
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Yoruichi-san, are you sure you're not just making fun of Ichigo?
[She would have no objection to that.]
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Hey, if Ukitake shows up, you can ask him how pissy your brother used to--well, he's still pissy. He just used to be louder about it.
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...and it's a very vivid mental image.
Unfortunately he's not very good about keeping his snerk of laughter about it very quiet.]
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WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!
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