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[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[This was not the door he was expecting it to be. Not the Sands of Time and certainly not Tokyo. Nevermind the twins and that other thing... shop? Either way, Sakurai Yuuto passes them by and ends up on the Plane, arms crossed and Very Unhappy -- the way he shows this? A warm and welcoming expression to all -- oh who is that kidding, Sakurai Yuuto is scowling as if the world has done him wrong.]

What the hell.

[Unfolding and refolding his arms is both very helpful and very mature.]

Deneb? Oi! Deneb! ... ... ... as always you're such a slow, dense imajin. [waits, expectantly, but gets a bit fidgety after it's clear that what he's waiting for isn't happening.] Dammit. How can you get lost in just a few steps... Deneb!

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[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[twists the wrist he's holding] Shutup.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[winces, but keeps his grip] Don't think so.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Twists more] Do it.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[you keep that up, he's gonna gut punch you] I don't take orders from nancy little shits like you.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Seriously contemplates Doing Something, but then lets go.] Whatever. I'm leaving.