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Post by Kaito on Mar 13, 2014 17:40:40 GMT -8
"Oh, I don't know your name, uh. What's your name miss?" Kaito asks face palming himself. He then looks at her, and his eyes sparkle, and will slowly start to walk trying to find something that is of interest to them, trying to find his sister gift. He will look around with curiosity, trying to find a place to buy a gift for her.
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Post by dzetsurp on Mar 13, 2014 18:12:59 GMT -8
"I'm Kokone," she responded with a smile. "And may I have your name, sir?"
As they exchange names, Kokone's mind races as she tries to think of a store that would sell a suitable gift for the man's sister who likes leeks. A leek themed pen? Too cheap. An actual leek? Too boring. A leek duster? Too pragmatic.
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Post by Kaito on Mar 13, 2014 22:12:42 GMT -8
"Oh, where are my manners, I am Kaito. Nice to meet you." Kaito says to Kokone. He then starts to wonder on what to get. Miso soup? No, to edible. A leek? No, it's another thing she can beat me with. He starts to wonder what to do, as they pass a store, which has a anime character swinging a leek, on a T.V.
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Post by dzetsurp on Mar 15, 2014 22:33:25 GMT -8
"It's a pleasure to meet you too," Kokone said, somewhat absentmindedly, still thinking. She watched as the character swung the leek, up and down, up and down... Haha, it sure would be funny if this Kaito person's sister was THE Hatsune Miku and this guy was THE Kaito, hm?
"Does your sister like anime?" Kokone asked, thinking that maybe Kaito's sister might like a Hatsune Miku themed present, if she liked leeks so much.
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Post by mokachahanrp on Mar 15, 2014 23:34:44 GMT -8
"Out of the waaaaaaay!" A voice cried in the distance, become steadily louder, "Out of the WAY! SORRY! SORRY!"
Mugi made his way down the street, dragged along by five large dogs, all running and panting like wild animals. He apologized for every passerby he crashed into, which meant every few minutes.
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Post by dzetsurp on Mar 16, 2014 20:17:16 GMT -8
Before Kaito could respond, Kokone was bowled over by Mugi's unruly pets.
"Eeek," she shrieked, as she fell underneath the writhing mass of dogs. "Help!"
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Post by suutoraberii on Mar 16, 2014 23:22:40 GMT -8
Len quietly sits in a coffee shop across the street, sipping at a Starbucks cup.
He quietly observes the scene in front of him, honestly looking quite judgemental about the
whole thing.
Slowly, he sets his cup down and laces his hands together, resting his chin atop the makeshift
bridge with a pair of narrowed eyes.
Idiots.
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Post by mokachahanrp on Mar 16, 2014 23:50:37 GMT -8
"I'm sorry," Mugi gasped apologetically, panting heavily. He tugged the leashes he held to try and drag the dogs off of the poor girl, but the strong canines refused to budge. "So sorry! Gatorade, Cupcake, Fluffytail, Husk-husk, Snuggles, off! Off!"
Continuing to cry out the very odd names, Mugi wrestled with the leash in a desperate and possibly useless attempt to rescue the subdued female.
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Post by Kaito on Mar 17, 2014 13:17:12 GMT -8
Kaito was stunned from the dogs bowling down the Kokone. When he hears the new guy yelling off, he would reach into his back pocket and pull out a bag of doggie treats, for dogs at the pound he was going to visit after he gave the present to his sister. He would then crouch, open the bag and place treats in a line leading away from Kokone. He then looks at the new guy and puts the treats back into his pocket and says to the kid.
"Uh, you should try to keep some treats with you to help keep control of the dogs. Uh, by the way, Kokone, you might want to stand before you get run over again." Kaito says with a smile, putting his hand out to help her up. He then sighs and looks around and notices the boy starting at them. He decides that they where making quite a commotion, and will try to hide himself in his jacket.
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Post by mokachahanrp on Mar 17, 2014 21:46:32 GMT -8
With a sharp tug, the dogs dove toward the treats, mercilessly devouring them. The leashes painfully slipped from Mugi's fingers and dragged upon the ground, hopping slightly as they bumped over the rocky cement.
Gatorade, a fluffy white Samoyed, reached the line of treats first and practically gulped them down in seconds. When the others reached the little arrangement, they too quickly swallowed whatever dog treat their hands, er, mouths on.
"Wow," Mugi gasped, amazed at how ready, how together this guy was. He on a completely different level than Mugi, that was for sure. "You're like, a dog whisperer or someth--" He was cut off, however, as the dogs finished their snack and started to run off once more. Mugi had not picked up the leashes again yet and dove at the useless ropes and smashed into the sidewalk, failing to save the dogs.
The pack soon scattered, running off as Mugi tore after them, hollering and crying. "W-w-waaaaaaaait!" It was impossible to catch up, especially since they were all running different directions.
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