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Post by Ootani Yakumo on Dec 24, 2017 20:19:31 GMT -5
He did not know where to find them. Which was bad, because he wanted to make tarts-- but there's the slight feeling he'd feel bad if he went ahead without the comedian. It just didn't feel right to make tarts without them. Though, he's certain that if this continued, he would give up and just go back to sleep. Deciding to take a break in the lounge room, he takes a seat on a couch, stretching before letting himself relax. He seems to be talking more so to himself-- since there's no one else in the room.
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Post by Osatsu Kei on Dec 27, 2017 22:38:53 GMT -5
🐧 --- At the sound of a familiar voice, Osatsu couldn't help but slither slide out from where they were unintentionally hiding from, which was behind the Christmas tree that was propped up in the lounge. They weren't trying to hide from Ootani to say the least, they were just... having the worst timing as usual. But that was to be expected, really, from that mess of an alibi they had in the trial just before. --- 🐧
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Post by Ootani Yakumo on Dec 28, 2017 17:36:23 GMT -5
...... Wait. He sits up, pointing at the comedian with his left hand.
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