Power just cut for a split-second. Might have a full on power failure, so sorry if I vanish suddenly.
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Mob gave a slight nod of agreement to that, lifting the tiny frog off of his shoulder and onto the floor with his hand and lightly encouraging it to hop back into the woods.
"Yeah. I guess so. If we stick together we'll be fine," he repeated, making sure to remember that point. Looking over at the dummy's battered form, he stared at it in silence.
After a few seconds, he spoke his mind.
"Are you venting insecurity?"
Let it be known that the word 'tact' was not part of Shigeo's dictionary.
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A tiny, happy smile spreads across Mob's face, and he accepts Marcia's handshake. "I'm Kageyama Shigeo, or 'Mob'. Nice to meet you, Marcia... -chan?" he paused, wanting to know if the suffix was acceptable. He didn't mean to say it, it just sort of slipped out for some reason.
Mob's Explosion Meter: 48%
edited 2nd Mar '18 12:36:53 PM by Enirboreh
bork(Once in her room, Sthesia takes out one of the outfits (the purple and blue one) and holds it up in front of her while looking in the mirror.)
Hmmm...
(What's the worst that can happen?)
(5-10 minutes, she's heading back to Mura's room.)
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Forest
Mob turned to the The Scotsman, not having noticed him earlier due to the revelation of Reigen's presence here distracting him at the time. He smiled at his observation of Marcia's destruction of the dummy, and looked at his new friend with a hint of admiration.
"Yes, it was her who did it sir. She's really good at fighting from what I saw."
edited 2nd Mar '18 1:04:45 PM by Enirboreh
borkThis might have taken me a while, Fox.
(Oh, well, what can Sthesia say? Aside from being embarrassed as hell, the outfit was rather... flattering. A purple short jacket, a blue sleeveless shirt, a pleated skirt and dark leggings.)
(All in all, a bit less conservative than her uniform.)
Eheheh, I guess...
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."

Forest
He cocks his head to the side a fraction. "A... dimensional nexus? Like a... center realm?" he questioned, trying to recall what the words meant based on what he'd learned in school on quantum theories, which honestly was comparable to how many spoons he hadn't accidentally bent at mealtimes.
"So it just pulls people inside? Against their will? That seems really bad," he stated bluntly.
Progress to Mob's Explosion: 45%
edited 2nd Mar '18 11:50:55 AM by Enirboreh
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