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NapoleonDeCheese Since: Oct, 2010
#4601: Mar 23rd 2011 at 4:00:37 PM

Don't take anything for granted in Unequally, including Who's Who in the SOS Brigade. There are a few major curveballs there.

Speaking about curveballs, here is a Scene that Might Happen at Some Future Point in the vein of the 2814 Omake snippets.

"Vigilante," Rin panted hoarsely as she knelt down besides her Sevant, ignoring the pain in her own wounds. "Are you... Will you be..."

"Yep, yep, yep," she grunted, attempting to stand back from his current crouching position, clutching the bleeding gap all across his chest. His blood already had formed a large crimson pool at his feet. "It's only... a flesh cut. Nothing else!"

At their right, Chisame and Negi tensed up, the latter's eyes glowing in a faint reddish light as his dark side threatened to take over again. At their left, Saber stepped calmly before Shirou, urging him to attend to Rin's wounds.

Before them all, the black haired young woman stood confidently.

"Hino-san..." Negi huffed, still trying to sound gentle. "Why are you doing this... Why are you so intent on—"

"I have seen the future in the flames of adivination," Hino Rei spoke slowly, her violet eyes fixed on them with a steely glare. "None of you can helm us to anything but a hellish world. You all are unfit for the task. I'm sorry... but I can't do anything but taking this into our own hands. Canceller," she called out, evenly. "Finish this off, please."

Saber readied Excalibur fearlessly as Vigilante's attacker stepped out from the shadows behind Rei, walking with an elegant, feminine, yet powerful and imposing sway to her steps. Negi gasped aloud, suddenly struck by her beauty. She was very similar to Asuna, even having mismatched green and blue eyes, but taller, older and shapelier, with the build of an actual adult woman, yet not lacking youth and vigor. Her strawberry blond hair was very long, and she wore a dark red skimpy dress with some light armor over her torso, showing her long, long, statuesque legs off very finely. In her hands, the long sword shone under the silvery moonlight, some red droplets still falling from its blade.

"Hey," Chisame told him.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Your mouth."

"What about my mouth?" Negi blinked.

"It's wide open. And drooling from a corner," she stated jealously.

He blushed, closing it immediately and wiping its right corner with the back of a hand. "S-Sorry! Sometimes, the dark power... has this kind of collateral effects..."

"Uh-huh," she replied. "You little perv, she looks old enough to be your mother..."

edited 23rd Mar '11 4:01:41 PM by NapoleonDeCheese

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#4602: Mar 23rd 2011 at 4:54:16 PM

Oh yeah, I was supposed to write something for this. Eh, may as well get started.

The Hacker And The Battle Butleress

"Goddamn Boolean expressions!"

The patron Launcher of a Thousand Ships of the Negima Fanfiction forum of TV Tropes threw her arms into the air. Magitech was all very nice and fun on the surface, but try to fiddle with it and you'll have the fight of a century on your hands.

This was a fact that Chisame was only now learning, much to her despair. She hadn't updated Chiu-sama's website since before this entire mess with the Magic World, and a quick checkup over a computer had shown her the state of the website.

Which had been a disaster.

Apparently for fun, a group of hackers had broken down her firewall and scrambled the code for the core setup of the website. The main page and central pages were completely normal in appearance, but one little click on a link and the screen would dissolve into an eye-searing mess of symbols.

Chisame had been forced to simply delete the entire source code. A quick automated email 'pinged' up, and she warily opened it. "It has come to the attention of the administrators of the provider of the web domain of http://chiusamasparadise.com/ that the site has been eliminated from the web. If you wish to retain this site directory, we must request that you produce a functioning website corresponding to the site directory mentioned above within 24 hours. If these conditions are not met, the domain will pass onto the next provider. There are 378 pending requests for your current domain name. Thank you, and have a nice day."

Chisame's eye had twitched at this point. "One freaking day?!" She grumbled, and hastily typed in a little null program. A few lines of code that would do nothing, display nothing, respond to nothing, simply sit there and wait to be replaced.

That had been seven hours ago, at the tail end of the massive party thrown in Ostia to celebrate the defeat of Cosmio Entelechia. Now she was bone-tired, struggling to stay awake and not even finished filling in with the basic decorated structure of her website.

And the stupid 'new' language she was using was not helping her. Apparently, since it was rather hard to suffer a lawsuit when you were a plane of existence removed from your target, some bright prick had copied the entirety of Java over from the Old World's computers, changed the language things were in to some bizarre mixture of Ancient Greek, Latin and Sanskrit and called it a day. Frigging Sanskrit!

And that same prick had apparently hardwired the entirety of the Magic World's computers to be completely incompatible with anything other than what was called Mahou Java. Great: she was being defeated by a copypasted version of Java with a terrible name.

And frigging Sanskrit!

Chisame slowly felt her eyelids droop. "Just gotta... finish up with the program redirects and..." She yawned, the motion knocking Java to Mahou Java: A Beginner's Guide to the floor. "Then I can get on to the..."

She trailed off, realisation cutting through the exhaustion. I still have to do all the picture links. But I can't access my home hard drive from here, and the only online link was in the original code...

The same code she had deleted seven hours ago.

"DAMMIT!"


Beatrix Monroe blinked, and she shook her head to dislodge the sleepyness from her eyes as her ears registered the skyward shout. Last night had been fuller of events than any other night she could remember. The entire female population swooning over Nagi Springfield's son and his new comrade, then promptly splitting into two camps over whether the level of closeness the two displayed was a good thing or not, using her weapon to prise Ojou-sama off Yue, fighting back her tears during the minute of silence for Jack Rakan's passing...

At any rate, the party had raged on, driven by the insanely energetic girls of Negi Springfield's — for want of a better word — harem, for the better part of the night and a good deal of the next day. A hasty powernap during a contest of strength between Ojou-sama and a tall blonde girl calling herself the 'heir to the Yukihiro estate' had let her get up this early (before midday).

She landed easily a little distance away from the girl sitting on a bench on an outlier balcony, noting the way she was slumped over a computer.

"What is the matter?"

Chisame jerked her head up at Beatrix' voice and blinked, trying to focus through the tiredness. "Eh? Oh, um, nothing really." She thought for a moment. "Hey, you're one of Ayase's 'friends', right?"

The subtle inflection of her words was lost on Beatrix. "I am indeed a person who is connected to Yue Ayasegawa. You are..." She petered out.

"No-one important, " Chisame said hastily.

An awkward silence reigned briefly, before the lack of stimulation caused Chisame to slowly drift forward into dreamland. Beatrix was with her in an instant, catching her and righting her. "You look to be exhausted, " she noted.

"No, really?" Chisame's voice had lost her sarcastic sting. "Well, I can't afford get any sleep. Chiu-sama's website must...be reborn... into ronnzzzzzzz..." Chisame slipped away from consciousness, slumping over onto Beatrix.

"Wait... you're Chiu-sama?" Beatrix asked, a slight hint of surprise edging forth.

"Snnnrrrrrgh..." Beatrix blinked. Apparently, sleep would have to come first. Where to put her...

The airship that had been her accommodation previously was out of the question — Beatrix had last seen that girl — Paruna? — staggering off in its direction with Yue-san and her best friend under her and, all three clearly drunk, and Konoka Konoe had warned her cheerfully that what she would see if she followed them would be 'not for nice girls to see'.

Her cheeks reddened momentarily, and she looked back down at an unhappily snoring Chisame.

Well. This was awkward. Ever since the tech-wizards (ha ha very ha) had linked the Magicnet with the internet, Beatrix had been occasionally looking at Chiu-sama's website. The girl was so pretty, and she had the most entrancing outfits...

She'd never admit to it, but secretly when she dreamed of impressing Rakan-sama with her skill and wits, she would be wearing one of Chiu-sama's outfits. And now the very same girl that had given her such fuel for her daydreams was slumped over in her arms...

Decided, Beatrix gingerly closed Chisame's laptop and slipped it under one arm, calling her broom so that she could mount it with Chisame leaning securely against her and fly off. The broom hovered in the air, before turning towards the Ariadne quarters and flying off.


"Snnnrrssshhh...Ui print lin bracket quotes string quotes bracket semicolon..."

Chisame mumbled happily in her sleep, tucked into Beatrix' bed. Beatrix herself stood over her, looking down. It was strange — she'd never truly understood Ojou-sama when she ranted on about how 'cute' Yue-san was. She'd always thought prettyness counted for more.

Now, she was beginning to understand more. Removing the glasses made her look like Chiu-sama, true enough, but Chisame also possessed the strange ability to make Beatrix want to gather her up in her arms and hold her there.

She smiled softly, fingertips of one hand stroking over the sleeping Chisame's cheek. Maybe, just maybe... Maybe cuteness was a better look for Chiu-sama.

She bent over, lips touching to Chisame's cheek, and then straightened up. The girl could rest as long as she wanted here.

@Marq: There ya go. Better now? :P

edited 23rd Mar '11 11:01:41 PM by IniquitusTheThird

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#4603: Mar 23rd 2011 at 5:00:34 PM

Ah crap, I've been neglecting the Beatrix/Chisame thing. Oh well, I'm too burned to do that now. Maybe tomorrow I'll have something posted.

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#4604: Mar 23rd 2011 at 6:42:10 PM

Hey guys, I know Negi learned magic in Wales

Was he originally BORN in Wales, or did he just move there after the attack

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#4605: Mar 23rd 2011 at 6:45:52 PM

[up]I'd assume that he was born somewhere else, was raised in the village and then moved to Wales. Also ask someone in the main foumn.

edited 23rd Mar '11 6:46:29 PM by mega-dark

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#4606: Mar 23rd 2011 at 6:46:10 PM

He lived there, but given Arika was on the run, he could have been born anywhere.

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#4607: Mar 23rd 2011 at 6:51:17 PM

It might make sense that he was born somewhere in England.

Kent it is then

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#4608: Mar 23rd 2011 at 6:58:52 PM

[up]Kent as in Clark Kent?

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#4610: Mar 23rd 2011 at 7:53:16 PM

Next subsection of Nerima.

Why me? Why me?

Chizuma shuffled along the hallway, looking for all the world as if he were a condemned man, and the classroom was the execution chamber. The chair creaked as he slumped into it. Between two of his fingers he pinched the arm of his glasses, sliding them off of his face before burying his eyes in his arm. His ear pressed against his sleeve as he lay his head down, partially muffling the hubbub that the rest of the class was producing.

Why can't they just shut up!-? Every freaking day they're just jabbering on and on about all the stupidest things... If only I had gotten put in one of the other classes...although with this school, it might be just as bad. I'd probably end up with an ape teaching the class or something. Oh, thank goodness, they're finally starting to quiet down...

Hayate stood at the door, head protruding into the hallway, waving the rest of the class into a sitting position. He quickly retreated from the entrance, nimbly stepping to the side of the teacher's desk, hands folded at his waist in in a dignified manner. For the first time that morning the class was silent.

About freaking time.

There was a quiet click as Nelly slid the door open. As she stepped over the threshold, 29 boys sprung to their feet, applauding loudly. The two that didn't were Hayate, who was already standing, and Chizuma who raised his head off of the desk long enough to offer half a dozen meager golf claps. As much as the whole “child teacher” ordeal had been one giant annoyance, he had to admit that surviving more than a few days of teaching 2-A was an achievement.

I guess I can give credit where credit is due...but she hasn't accomplished that much.

Nelly stood behind the desk, giving the typical spiel about how she was proud of the class, and how she had had a wonderful time getting to know everyone, and how she was looking forward to being their teacher again next year...the same basic speech that every successful new teacher delivered at the end of a term. She was greeted by the expected list of congratulations from the class. And of course, as usual Asakura has his camera out, taking dozens of pictures, ostensibly for the school newspaper.

Can we please just finish this off and get out of here? I've got things to do! Oh crap, now Hayate is going to start talking...

The Class Representative cleared his throat dramatically, coughing loudly into his fist.

“Now then, as you are no doubt aware, under the tutelage and guidance of our new teacher, class 2-A has finally aspired to its full potential, not only finally clawing out way out of last place, but fighting our way to the top of our year!” The class erupted into applause once again.

Of course we're aware of that! The principal said the exact same thing in her speech, only in fewer words!

Hayate turned away from the class to face Nelly, who was standing humbly behind the desk trying to appear as if she weren't basking in the glow of her accomplishments.

“As such, it is my honor to present to you the '#1 Class Trophy'!”

With a completely unnecessary flourish, Hayate took hold of the purple velvet cloth that was draped over a rather lumpy looking mass on the teacher's desk and swept it away, revealed a gilded statue of a trio of howling wolves. Once again the class broke into cheers.

Why the hell are they so happy about that? That trophy is complete eyesore!

“This trophy will be displayed prominently all throughout the coming school year!” Hayate declared, banging his fist on the desk.

“Um, that won't be necessary...” Nelly nervously interrupted, eying the statue with distaste. “While I appreciate the sentiment, I'm not sure that we need to display this....we wouldn't want to...rub it in the other classes' faces, after all...”

“Understood.” Hayate draped the cloth back over the statue, and the room seemed to become a little darker.

At least the girl has enough sense to keep that thing out of sight.

“Anyway,” Hayate continued, undeterred, “The memory of this momentous occasion will truly be passed down throughout the generations! I have never been more proud to be the representative of this class. And our victory is all thanks to you, Nelly-sensei. It has truly been an honor to be your student.”

Chizuma cringed as Hayate dropped down on one knee and made an enormous show of kissing Nelly's hand. Even though everyone was between him and the show going on at the front of the classroom, he could practically see Nelly glowing with embarrassment.

How on earth did we pass because of her!-? Hayate is the one who forced all of us to study. She freaking disappeared for two days! And took the Baka Rangers with her! Am I the only person who finds that even a little suspicious? Hell, all of the Baka Rangers should be investigated for kidnapping or something. A bunch of teenage boys disappearing with a ten-year-old girl? How the hell do you brush over something like that? Ten years old! This whole thing was suspect from the beginning! You can't have a ten-year-old teacher! I don't care if she's a prodigy, it makes no sense. She has no experience whatsoever and this whole setup must violate like a dozen child labor laws! Something is horribly wrong with this school!

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#4611: Mar 23rd 2011 at 7:53:32 PM

[up][up] Why must you talk in riddles?

edited 23rd Mar '11 7:53:45 PM by NapoleonDeCheese

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#4612: Mar 23rd 2011 at 7:57:11 PM

He could be talking about Kent Town in South Astralia.

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#4613: Mar 23rd 2011 at 7:58:26 PM

[up][up][up] ...I just realized how similar I am to Chisame.

edited 23rd Mar '11 7:58:33 PM by NoLimit

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#4614: Mar 23rd 2011 at 7:59:40 PM

[up][up][up]

Its a long story. The story of my love life.

edited 23rd Mar '11 7:59:49 PM by Anemoi

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#4615: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:02:08 PM

[up][up]You and me both. The italics are not dissimilar to how I would sound in that situation. Except that I'd probably enjoy the insanity a bit more.

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#4616: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:02:47 PM

[up][up] ................

Alllllllrighty then.

Moving on...

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:02:56 PM by NapoleonDeCheese

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#4617: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:07:37 PM

To anyone who gives a damn, the die is cast. I just had my FINAL final exam. I will either graduate... Or I pull a succesful Itoshiki. In either case, WRITING CRAMPS, HERE I COME!

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#4618: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:13:11 PM

@Iniquitus: You really need to spell-check that. And Yue's surname is Ayase, not Ayasegawa.

Other than that... POOR CHISAME! sad

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:14:03 PM by MarqFJA

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#4619: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:13:40 PM

[up]

You'll did fine Mage, you're the real genius out of all of us

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#4620: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:13:59 PM

[up][up][up] Don't even JOKE about that!

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:14:10 PM by NapoleonDeCheese

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#4621: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:16:21 PM

BTW, OM/NDC, that ficlet of yours seriously needs to get an illustrated version... if only so we can share in the heavenly view that Negi got while... ahem... appreciating Canceller's beauty.

[up][up] Ditto. You do that, and I'll find you wherever you are and Bright Slap you back to sensibility.

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:17:48 PM by MarqFJA

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#4622: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:16:28 PM

[up][up][up]It was GERMAN! i suck at German! I can barely introduce myself in the language!

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:16:53 PM by SCMof2814

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#4623: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:16:52 PM

[up] Damn you, Germany!

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:17:56 PM by NoLimit

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#4624: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:18:55 PM

[up] If there was no Germany, then Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha and Neon Genesis Evangelion would not have been the same.

[up][up] And how does that justify you depriving the world of your writing talent? There's no law that forces you to write your stories in German, is there?

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:20:17 PM by MarqFJA

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#4625: Mar 23rd 2011 at 8:19:13 PM

Probably not the best moment to talk about failing at tests. But it's a coincidence, I swear. So here we go...

Unequally, Lesson 23, Continuation.

Chao Lingshen- 100

"Well, no surprises here," Yuuna commented.

Satsuki gently patted her best friend's back. "Congratulations, Chao."

"Ah, thanks a lot...!" Chao laughed goofily, scratching the back of her neck. "I guess I couldn't keep my reputation down, neh?"

"That's what I like best about you. No fake modesties," Kazumi weighed in.

Hakase Satomi- 100.

"Again, no big shock," Misa said.

"That's the way to go, Satomi-chan!" Sakurako gushed.

Hakase scratched her head. "Gee, thanks. Hmmm, since I'm not used to being congratulated in public over my academic performances, what should I say to sound grateful but not boastful, Chisame?"

"Hush, please," Hasegawa urged her. "We aren't out of the woods until everyone is confirmed."

The names began to run quickly after those, from the upper echelons of Ayaka and Nodoka to the somewhat lower ranks of the Narutakis and Misora. A rather surprising rise in grading came when Tatsumiya Mana's name came.

"83?-!" Asakura stared in disbelief at the mercenary. "How so?-! You never ranked above the lower 70s!"

Mana shrugged while counting the cash Ayaka was handing her. "No task is too low for a professional. Not even studying."

Shiho sweatdropped. "Oneesama, I think your inspiration is coming the wrong way this time..."

When Chachamaru's name was announced with a meager 67, Satomi casted a highly disappointed gaze into her direction. The gynoid simply lowered her head in a humble silence, making Chisame to wonder exactly what was the deal about it, but she didn't have the time to dwell on it. The lowest of the low were coming.

Evangeline Mc Dowell- 63.

Sakurazaki Setsuna- 60.

Zazie Rainyday- 58.

"Oh my God. We're almost there. Even Zazie-san made it. It's all up to the Baka Rangers now," Ayaka's nerves fretted.

Natsumi tried to comfort her. "I'm sure they'll have improved with Negi-sensei's guidance, at least a bit..."

Ayase Yue- 48.

Ku Fei- 42.

Nagase Kaede- 40.

Sakaki Makie- 36.

Kagurazaka Asuna- 32.

A deadly stunned silence fell all over 2-A.

For a long, long time, everything seemed to have frozen around them.

They all, even Evangeline, stood there with blank stares.

"It's... We're done!" Makie finally whimpered.

"My... my ticket out of here!" Eva could squeal.

Shiho frowned at the Baka Rangers. "So you five idiots will have to take another test to make up for this in two weeks. It's not the end of the world!"

"You... You don't understand!" Ako pinched the bridge of her nose, looking about to cry. "Because of this... now we're going to... going to lose..."

Ayaka's eyes brimmed up with tears, and then she lunged for her rival's throat. "ASUNAAAAA!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!"

"Iincho! Not now of all times!" Haruna tried to stop her.

"Haruna's right! We can't do this to Negi-sensei right now!" Natsumi argued.

"Something wrong with your teacher?" Nami asked them.

"Well," Kazumi sighed. "You'll see, the problem is..."

As the rest of the classes began to gather around to listen, Chisame noticed someone was not at her side anymore.

"Negi-sensei?" she looked around, her nerves even more agitated now. "Negi-sensei? Stupid brat, where are you?-!"

He was nowhere in sight. Gone in a flash while everyone had been too distracted to react. She wanted to kick herself. Take your eyes off him for a moment, and...

"Sensei!!" she ran around the back of the hall, growing restless for some reason. "Sensei!"

Then she felt someone small and warm bumping against her back clumsily, and she breathed in relief, until she saw it was just Hakase, who had followed her while everyone was too busy. "Oh, it's you. Do you have any idea where did Sensei go?"

Satomi shook her head. "I was following you because I thought you'd have a better chance of finding him. He always listens more to you than me, so if he's going to listen to anyone's calls, that'd be yours..."

Chisame, exasperated, rubbed her temples. "Oh, that kid's going to be my death. Rushing to escape when things get rough, like always. Like that time at the woods... or when he learned my..."

The day he learned her secret, and she had ran him out so harshly. And then she learned his secret in turn. It seemed so long ago now...

Sometimes, the memories made it all much more painful now. The memories of all those weeks spent together, both in the good and the ill, made her mad about how much he had messed her life up, but also spurred her to find him before he did another stupid thing.

"We must find him. We have to. In this state, there's no way of knowing what idiocy could he do," she didn't realize how nerve wrecked she was sounding; Satomi did, but she only nodded in understanding. "Damn him, why must he do this to us? Doesn't he care enough to even say 'I'm off to brood, don't expect me for dinner...'?-!"

"You were looking for your teacher?" a calmed, spaced out young male voice asked them. Chisame and Hakase spun their heads around to look at a pale older student, with a black bowl cut and an inexpressive face, standing there eating from a small bowl of curry.

"Yes!" Chisame said. "I mean... yes, we are," she tried to sound less excited. "Have you seen him, ahh...?"

"Karasuma Oji," he said, very calmly. Way too calmly, as a matter of fact. "I was hungry after checking my grades, so I went out to buy something outside. Then I saw him. He went running that way. Oh, and he was crying..."

Hakase looked in the direction he was pointing at. "The dorms are that way."

"And then the train station," Chisame added. "Hakase! Quick! Bring your speedster gizmo here, and before Tsunetsuki finds me!"

Back at the crowd, which grew more and more agitated at each new detail of Asakura's story, Matoi tried to push her way out, calling for the love of her last few weeks. "Chisame-sama! Chisame-sama! Where have you gone?-!"

As Karasuma saw Hasegawa and Hakase zooming into the distance in the latter's tiny vehicle, he gave the tiniest sigh, shook his head, and walked back into the hall finishing his bowl of curry, and rejoining the others.

Damn, it was some fine as heck curry.

edited 23rd Mar '11 8:29:25 PM by NapoleonDeCheese


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