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realityshifted2009-01-25 10:08 pm
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Scene 028
[Breakfast time~ After a rather busy night, it's the best to have a good breakfast. Juliet really wanted some break, and a quiet morning, so he decided it should be on the Plane! So here he is, sitting at his table with a traditional japanese breakfast and his calendar, going through on his plan for the day.]
Should call Kousuke about that... [He mutters, and scribbles down something. Then while reaching for his chopsticks, he knocks over his cup of tea... The liquid floods the table, and its contents. It's still an annoyance itself, but in a second it starts sizzling and smoking. Pretty strange thing for a tea to do that.]
What the... [Juliet recoils, and watches a bit dumbfounded as the thing practically dissolves everything it reaches (calendar saved in the last minute) with a strong smell. He then slowly stands up to step back from the table. Yes, he is rather shocked.]
I'm moving.
Should call Kousuke about that... [He mutters, and scribbles down something. Then while reaching for his chopsticks, he knocks over his cup of tea... The liquid floods the table, and its contents. It's still an annoyance itself, but in a second it starts sizzling and smoking. Pretty strange thing for a tea to do that.]
What the... [Juliet recoils, and watches a bit dumbfounded as the thing practically dissolves everything it reaches (calendar saved in the last minute) with a strong smell. He then slowly stands up to step back from the table. Yes, he is rather shocked.]
I'm moving.

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... May I have some privacy, my little pony?! [Coughs, and attempts to throw Aniki over his shoulder. Hard.]
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[She feints at his legs and then whips the sword around to slash at his chest, close enough to leave a deep cut without doing permanent damage.]
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You always invade my stage me when I have no weapon to get rid of you?! [And here is Juliet, holding out one his arms and calling the wind for help. It was a long time ago he could use this ability of his anyway. Practicing is always good. This means Aniki can feel strong wind coming for her, and punching her in the guts rather strong. As if it was a fist.]
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Oh, a mage. What's wrong, lad, don't believe in your own skills? [She whirls to one side and attempts a stab through his left thigh.]
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Not now kitty, it might be too... strong for you. [Excuse his state of shock.]
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[Considers the toxic tea.] That would have been a bad way to go.
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And here I was, thinking you weren't important enough for assassination attempts. Any idea who might've done it?
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