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[Mukuro is perched under the cherry blossoms, idly thumbing through a few flyers and ads he's picked up. his long hair is pulled back and up into a messy, casual version of his normal pineapple-shaped bun, the snake of his hair curled inkily his lap. he smiles idly to himself, sliding one flyer out in particular. does he even know he's recording?]
I admit, I'm partial to the occasional sweet. Does anybody have any suggestions? Chocolate only, please, the darker the better.
[apparently he does, though his posture wouldn't indicate it. he adds, casually:]
Also, how often would you say a bounty hunter is killed?
I admit, I'm partial to the occasional sweet. Does anybody have any suggestions? Chocolate only, please, the darker the better.
[apparently he does, though his posture wouldn't indicate it. he adds, casually:]
Also, how often would you say a bounty hunter is killed?