Yeah, we are pretty sure it is those bikes we are talking about. Those really big and loud motorbikes that are sometimes cool looking but most times just a hassle? And most of the times, they are so loud they make you want to throw something at the obnoxious drivers. Yeah, we got this annoyance from that episode in South Park. We will try to be nice about this because we will be talking about Harley Handlebars.
The black haired never bothered her in the beginning and her constant absence was a blessing if she was honest. She might as well as not have existed. Raki stood and placed her hands on the table, calling everyone attention, even Yumis. Kazuki idly bent her metal. We are going to have changes as soon as Kuuse returns, the Leader told them, much to their surprise.
Kazuki sees Ruru flinch and she narrowed her eyes. Changes that some of you probably will not like, she continues. Do we even get a say in this?, was Kiras dry tone. Ruru shot her a dirty look before looking at Raki impatiently. What changes? She snapped. Her irritation always spikes whenever the other girl is here.
Kazuki sniffed in disdain, moving on to the next girl sitting to the Leaders immediate right. She tried not to show her obvious displeasure at this one. Junko had not combed her short blonde hair in weeks but who was she to judge on anyones grooming skills. Her blue tshirt had stains on it even with the apron over it.
Her bare feet were up on her chair as she hugged her knees while looking at nothing in particular. Kazuki does not get her and why she does her best to appear weak. She will not speak even when asked. She flinches when touched. She is there and she listens but she offers nothing in return except for all those worthless drawings she keeps doing in her room.
While Kazuki does not really have an opinion about having new people up here, it was obvious the Psychic Railgun did. She knew something like this was bound to happen with their growing community. Why not? Raki says, tone soft. It is our place, she answered, black eye narrowing. That does not answer her question, Kira pointed out, voice as dry as the desert.
It will give her an excuse to leave and go back to her book. Next to Junko was Ruru herself, scowling while trying to ignore Junkos pathetic simpering. Kazuki thought her to be loud and vulgar but she admits she was a tad bit impressed at how the long lavender haired Pyro was trying her best to ignore the yellow snake beside her.
We have a growing community downstairs that needs us AND our decisions to stay alive. We cannot be kids anymore. Please see my point in this. The leader says in a pleading voice. Yumi made a noise somewhere between hurt and frustration. This was not supposed to be a community. We were not supposed to take control.
Kazuki was a bit disturbed. She has not heard Yumi talk this much in 2 years. It was just supposed to be us. What happened to that? Having enough, Ruru barked Damn, you are selfish. Yumi jerked back as if Ruru just punched her with a flaming fist. She clammed up right away.
The black haired never bothered her in the beginning and her constant absence was a blessing if she was honest. She might as well as not have existed. Raki stood and placed her hands on the table, calling everyone attention, even Yumis. Kazuki idly bent her metal. We are going to have changes as soon as Kuuse returns, the Leader told them, much to their surprise.
Kazuki sees Ruru flinch and she narrowed her eyes. Changes that some of you probably will not like, she continues. Do we even get a say in this?, was Kiras dry tone. Ruru shot her a dirty look before looking at Raki impatiently. What changes? She snapped. Her irritation always spikes whenever the other girl is here.
Kazuki sniffed in disdain, moving on to the next girl sitting to the Leaders immediate right. She tried not to show her obvious displeasure at this one. Junko had not combed her short blonde hair in weeks but who was she to judge on anyones grooming skills. Her blue tshirt had stains on it even with the apron over it.
Her bare feet were up on her chair as she hugged her knees while looking at nothing in particular. Kazuki does not get her and why she does her best to appear weak. She will not speak even when asked. She flinches when touched. She is there and she listens but she offers nothing in return except for all those worthless drawings she keeps doing in her room.
While Kazuki does not really have an opinion about having new people up here, it was obvious the Psychic Railgun did. She knew something like this was bound to happen with their growing community. Why not? Raki says, tone soft. It is our place, she answered, black eye narrowing. That does not answer her question, Kira pointed out, voice as dry as the desert.
It will give her an excuse to leave and go back to her book. Next to Junko was Ruru herself, scowling while trying to ignore Junkos pathetic simpering. Kazuki thought her to be loud and vulgar but she admits she was a tad bit impressed at how the long lavender haired Pyro was trying her best to ignore the yellow snake beside her.
We have a growing community downstairs that needs us AND our decisions to stay alive. We cannot be kids anymore. Please see my point in this. The leader says in a pleading voice. Yumi made a noise somewhere between hurt and frustration. This was not supposed to be a community. We were not supposed to take control.
Kazuki was a bit disturbed. She has not heard Yumi talk this much in 2 years. It was just supposed to be us. What happened to that? Having enough, Ruru barked Damn, you are selfish. Yumi jerked back as if Ruru just punched her with a flaming fist. She clammed up right away.
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