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Tweak says, "Winter is coming."

disappearedmods (disappearedmods) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-03-23 15:45:00

Entry tags:

idol, kai, kajiko, kanaye, kojima, kou, kouki, kozue, masami, open thread, seiko, shirou, suzume, tamiko, toru, yoshimi

[Noticeboard]
[ First day of school: The noticeboard in the hallway has had a large and rather out-of-the-ordinary sign taped to it. It reads:]

NANAKAMADO IDOL
COMPETETITION

Sign-up Sheet:

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[ A "Rules" pamphlet is attached, for any who wish to investigate further. ]

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sakurabamasami
2010-03-24 09:55 am UTC (link)

Some time later, a few of Masami's teammates passed by the sign on the way to Kendo club.

"Hey, it looks like Shirou's name is up there," Tousaka Youko of class 3-C pointed out.

"Did you expect anything else from him, Youko?" asked Ueno Hitomi, also of 3-C(and the kendo team's captain), "...I'm honestly surprised his name doesn't take up more of the page than it already does." The two third years shared a knowing look and sighed almost collectively.

"Senpai... I just got a great idea," piped in the team's slow-starting first year, Kuwahara Natsuko of class 1-A, getting the attention of the two third years. "What if we signed Masami-senpai up?"

"She won't be happy," Hitomi said flatly.

"But whenever we go out to karaoke together she's always great!" shot back Natsuko.

"Knowing her, she'll probably just sigh and sip her tea when she finds out. And maybe during nationals we can put her into MDK Mode by reminding her of it!" added Youko with a michievous gleam in her eyes, referring to what the team liked to call Masami's occasional outburst of aggression when she was losing in a kendo match (MDK, of course, stood for Murder Death Kill).

"Oh not you too Youko. Besides, do you really think she needs any help winning? She already has a perfect record..." Hitomi tried to speak up, but Youko was already writing down Masami's name, so she just shook her head and walked off.

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daioujou
2010-03-24 10:18 pm UTC (link)

From the moment he'd arrived, Kouchisei had been unnerved - not of himself because he was satisfied that he was well, but that voices were constantly whispering, to the extent he misheard their words to be about himself. People had to find entertainment in something, so it was natural he kept himself out of the flow of traffic and walked alongside the wall, stopped only when he heard a name that made him realise it wasn't about him at all.

It was someone he knew. He turned, and glared before he was ready to speak. More people walked past. A few stared at them. He shifted slightly, uncomfortable but not afraid of talking. He made himself relax, not wanting to show his anger the way he had at the beach, and then walked over.

"She'll know all about it if you stand here talking about it," he commented, and lifted his arms as if trying to move them on. He was looking around, as if hoping nobody else would see him act like this.

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sakurabamasami
2010-03-24 10:28 pm UTC (link)

Hitomi had just started to walk away when Kou approached the group and spoke up. "Well, I can't stop Youko and Natsuko when they get like this," she admitted with a resigned shrug of her shoulders. "You're... Oubai-san, right? Masami's classmate?" She spared a glance back at her two teammates, who were ignoring both Kou and herself and chatting excitedly about how cool it would be if Masami managed to win the contest.

"You're welcome to try to talk to them... but I don't think it'd do much good. Not when they're as excited as they are. Sorry to be brief, but I have to go. The team needs the captain to be on time at least," she added with a quick courtesy bow before she turned and stalked off in the direction of the gym.

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	daioujou 2010-03-24 10:54 pm UTC (link)
	Kouchisei watched the girl leave, shrugged, and walked in the opposite direction. He did not enjoy talking to strangers. He would be expected to deal with them later in life, but this was his time. He wanted to enjoy it, but now that others were involved it was difficult to make time. It was a shame. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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