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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 8:14 pm
tohru invites ritsu into the house. she wants to wash ritsus dress before he goes.
oh thank you so much tohru! oh but i dont want to impose on you! just tell im being a bother and i will leave! please!
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 9:44 am
comes running into the house
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:52 pm
*saw the whole thing*
Um... Tohru? Want me to help you with Ritsu's clothes?
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 8:50 am
oh! thank you kisa! could you get me the soap in the cupboard over there please?* points to ckupbord behind her*
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 5:00 pm
Yeah, sure.
*goes and gets soap for tohru in cupboard and comes back with soap*
Here you go!
*hands soap to tohru and reaches out for Ritsu's clothes*
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 12:27 pm
*takes soap*
Thanks! Soon you will be as clean as can be!
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 5:17 pm
You're welcome Tohru. I'm going to go get these clothes washed, I'll be back in a minute.
*goes to laundry room and puts clothes in washer, turns on washer after putting detergent in*
*goes back over to tohru, but stops by the tv to see that Mogi is on*
Hmm... I guess it couldn't hurt to watch it for a little while, I'm sure Tohru can handle things pretty well.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 4:25 pm
Cause a thousand words,
Call out through the ages,
They'll fly to you,[[Sorry, I haven't been active at all! So many things going on.]]
Arisa walks down a lone path, thinking to herself.
I wonder what Kureno is doing... Ah hell, what am I thinking? Who cares. He isn't coming back for me, anyhow.
Now slightly depressed, Arisa walks down to Kyoko's grave.
"Hey, Kyoko. Wow... Life's so much different now that you're gone. But Tohru's doing well. I guess you already knew that, you're probably watching over her right now."
Arisa brushed off the leaves from Kyoko's grave, examining the flowers scattered around it as she did so.
"Cherry Blossoms..."
She sighed, and walked back towards her apartment.
"Hey, maybe I should see where Hanajima is..." Even though I can't see ,
I know they're reaching you,
Suspended on silver wings.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 3:58 am
Machi Kuragi woke up to an apartment that looked as if to be in a state of disaster. Broken bottles laying around with papers everywhere, willy-nilly. Who made her house like this? She did, of course. Looking out the window at the sunny day it was, she slowly got dressed to wander aimlessly around town. The mess would stay, evolving into a world class pigsty.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 10:57 am
Kisa got up from the floor when Mogi was over and walked around the house a bit looking for everyone. Where did they go now...?
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 5:10 am
suddenly there is a crash as Yuki and kyo enter the room, fighting. Shigures voice can be heard in the distaNCE SHOUTING "PLEASE DON'T DESTROY MY HOUSE...AGAIN!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 10:18 am
Kisa watched the fight from a distance, then turned away to look for Tohru and the rest.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 9:25 am
((Um, so, hiya everybody. How's it going? Uh, I'm gonna be playing Aaya and I was wondering if I'm supposed to just jump or what question ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:50 am
Yin Yang Angel17 ((Um, so, hiya everybody. How's it going? Uh, I'm gonna be playing Aaya and I was wondering if I'm supposed to just jump or what question ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:48 pm
He struggled to keep going, limping and holding onto the wound to his shoulder that was bleeding the most. Thier were cuts everywhere, his face, cheeks, legs and arms. Blood seemed to mark the trail that he walked, and if someone were still tracking him he would be screwed...
the woods were thick, but he still kept going, having a stubborn will to find whatever was calling him to them. It wasn't a voice...more like an attraction and the more he limped the stronger he felt it. About ten minutes later he stumbled upon a house in the middle of the woods, and suddenly he felt more dizzy and senseless then before, and he made it to the front porch before he collapsed in an unconcious heap.
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