| [Feb. 2nd, 2008|03:14 am] |
The glasses were new.
They were also not, in any sense of the word, flattering. Raidou made no claim to be a style guru by any stretch of the imagination, but even he knew that thick, black square frames suited no one. Particularly when they magnified your eyes that way.
He blinked down at Haruichi as the man looked up at him in silence and wondered if he wasn't in for an impromptu wrathful jyuuken after all. He was gathering himself to dodge when the medic finally spoke. Raidou blinked again and lifted an eyebrow. "I'm told feng-shui is always an improvement," he said, relaxing now that vengeful justu were apparently not part of the near future. "An important part of a healthy lifestyle, in fact."
The glasses were even less flattering when observed from close range. As were magnified Hyuuga eyes. Raidou could see veins. "His name's Minamoto Touji. Affectionately known as 'asshole' by his many non-friends. What's with the new face gear?" |
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