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CHARACTER: Nara Shikamaru
FROM: Naruto
STATUS: Look, he’s smart but goddamn what a fucking dumbass am I right pals? I’d die and kill for him.


The work he does is almost rhythmic, going back and forth between shuffling papers and stapling them together, though the automatic stapler is no less startling every time it goes off.

It’s easier to get mountains of paperwork done in pairs, even though it’s still about as enjoyable as watching paint dry… except Shikamaru has done that - ironically of course - and he’s fairly certain it was more fun than this.

    Gonna get an energy drink. He doesn’t even really bother structuring a full sentence, knowing his point will be understood well enough. The chair makes an ugly scraping noise when he pushes it out from under his desk and stands.

    Want something? If we’re lucky there’ll be some cheese crackers or something equally easy to eat in the vending machine.

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CHARACTER: Nasuga Izuchi
FROM: 1bitheart
STATUS: AN ASSHOLE I HATE HIM SM but also… goddamn is that attitude a love to hate quality.


    You know, I didn’t cancel my reservation so that you could drool all over my jacket. Izuchi scolds, rolling his shoulder slightly to disrupt any attempts at sleeping on him. While many of his personal boundaries had been crossed, he was and would remain un-cuddly.

Instead, he stands, smoothing out his pencil skirt professionally as he does so before turning with a quirked eyebrow and an outstretched hand.

    If you’re really that tired, I do actually own a house you could rest at. Granted, you’ll owe me blood if you drool on any of my comforters or sheets but it’s better than collapsing on the transit like some poor sap.

^O^ // also mitsuru!!

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CHARACTER: Mitsuru Tenma
FROM: Ensemble Stars
STATUS: CLOSE TO MY HEART ALWAYS I really want to muse him but I wanna get more familiar with his material first.


    It’s too warm out!

Any illusion of peace is broken by Mitsuru’s near-indignant cry, as he throws out his arms and legs like a cat stretching before rolling onto his stomach, mumbling indistinctly to himself.

He really is doing his best to take a nap - it’s sorely needed after all the running around he did right before collapsing under one of the largest trees he could find - but the sun is still too bright and now he’s a little thirsty and relaxing with someone is a little more difficult then he thought it would be!

    C’mon, c’mon~! Mitsuru begs, hands clasped together, lips pulled into a dramatic, but sincere, pout.

    Let’s go find somewhere cooler! It’ll be much easier to sleep. We should run so we get there quicker, too.

^O^ // GIVE ME AKANE COWARD!!

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CHARACTER: Tsunemori Akane
FROM: Psycho-Pass
STATUS: An angel who I dearly want to write as.


    You feeling any better? Akane keeps everything about her soft, her voice low and her hands gentle. Just because taking care of citizens is her job doesn’t mean she has to treat it as such, plus she really does want to provide comfort.

She uses one hand to wipe sweat from her own forehead - it’s been a long and strenuous night on her part - and the other to ruffle the hair of her charge before lifting out of her squat and stretching her legs.

    It’s been a difficult week but it’s finally over. All that’s left is bureaucracy and paperwork, and most of that is out of your hands. You’re safe now. Take a breather and let my partner and I take care of everything else.

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smiling-liar:

YES, PERFECT. He tried to hide how absolutely ECSTATIC he felt at the new situation, and merely nodded in agreement. Even the black coffee sounded HEAVENLY. Please, he hated coffee with sugar or cream on it. Give it to him black and strong.

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“I don’t mind at all~ It sounds perfect even. It’ll sure wake me up” he smiled, now proceeding to make the division of the remaining food -bread and sandwiches here, and the muffin for Kyouhei to take. Then he started washing that last tray.

“Now we only have to turn off the electricity, throw the trash, put the sign and close the doors” he recounted on his head “If you can throw the trash outside I’ll do the rest myself~”

Well, that worked out rather easily! Kyouhei couldn’t help but be pleased with the development as a whole. It was always nice to have co-workers that didn’t sweat the small details.

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  Yeah! I don’t drink too much because my sleep schedule is already a mess but for a black coffee, it sure is flavorful. Maybe it’s just the way “Holy Grounds” brews it?

Kyouhei set his goods aside, next to the apron that was part of his uniform, and stretched his arms over his head.

  Sure, sure, I’ll leave the rest to you! Make sure to get the lights in the bathroom, I kept forgetting when I first worked here. Much to his embarrassment, but his manager caught him until he remembered for himself.

He made sure the handles of the trash bags were double knotted before heaving them up, smiling softly when he realized it felt easier then it did a month back. Results were nearly as sweet as their matcha green tea iced coffee.

(Source: qtpie-kyouhei)

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@qtpie-kyouhei​  @dramaticalnurse

“Aah, I’m very sorry about this!”

For what was likely the dozenth time that day, Jane found themselves apologizing to a customer, taking back the improperly made order with a polite but strained smile. The customer – a young woman with a gentle expression and understanding eyes – spoke softly to reassure them, telling how it wasn’t really any trouble.

The coffee shop, Holy Grounds, was a fine establishment located in the city of Ouvara. Known for its friendly and competent staff alongside its relaxing atmosphere of its rich colors and assorted tables, individuals would find themselves able to sit back and for a moment forget the stress of life with their favorite drinks and food of choice.

However, sadly just now, Jane was not the best representation for the shop. Having fumbled several orders by giving them to the wrong people, mixing them incorrectly, and even once calling someone by the completely wrong name, they were having a rough day. This was mostly just due to the fact that they were new, and this was their second shift ever at the shop. At least when they did fumble, they were able to recover rather quickly with a smile, apologizing and showing with genuine effort that they were trying.

Running the day through their head up until this point, many the customers had been very understanding as well, graceful and patient as their situations were fixed as the current young woman was. Again, she offered a smile as Jane returned with the correct drink and leaned across the counter to give to the other. Imagine their surprise when the young woman reached for the drink, but for a moment, slid her hands around Jane’s own so they couldn’t pull away.

Startled, Jane looked up at the other, who’s previously warm eyes had a glint of mischievousness in them.

“Do you think you might be working tomorrow…?”

The question, seemingly out of nowhere, confused the poor frazzled Jane who merely gave a long, hard blink. Working…?

“A-Ah, well, yes I suppose so! I have another shift tomorrow.” They responded cheerfully, attempting to tug at the hold somewhat, but gaining no leverage. They were beginning to feel somewhat uncomfortable, a flush brought up in their cheeks at the lingering gaze of the woman. At last, satisfied, the other offered a good-natured giggle and released the other, turning and beginning to part with a small wink. “Then perhaps we’ll see each other again.”

“Um… perhaps! Have a nice day!”

Now thoroughly confused, Jane stood back and placed a hand over their beating heart to catch their breath. Luckily, there was no immediate need for another barista at the counter as the evening crowd had slowed to a crawl and no one stood waiting. Smoothening stray strands of hair from their face, they glanced to the side, where the other currently on staff was waiting in the winds and likely had seen the entire ordeal.

Kyouhei, they believed his name was. They hadn’t had a chance to properly talk or introduce themselves just yet, but now in the moment of peace, Jane offered a nervous smile and attempted to release a pent-up breath.

“I hope I didn’t upset that woman,” They offered in an attempt for small talk and to release some of their nervousness. The woman had been acting quite odd there at the end and Jane hadn’t been altogether comfortable with it. Usually so good at reading people, that one’s intentions were… a complete mystery.

Because of his experience at “Holy Grounds”, Kyouhei was often required to sit in on other shifts and supervise. It was actually a good excuse to hang around his workplace and do things like study and read in preparation for his Fall workload.

Really. He didn’t mind doing extra work. He was being paid, after all, plus, the better his coworkers were at their jobs the less work he had to do later. He did wish he could shoo off the odder customers they ended up having.

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  Who can say? He finished drying out a mug and set it back on the shelf, smiling wryly at first and then brightly.

  You aren’t in trouble, though, and that’s the good thing. You’ve been doing really, really well!

If only he’d had someone at his back encouraging him his first few weeks. Kyouhei knew the trick to getting people to work hard and continuously was to support them and encourage them to keep trying.

The bell over the door rung, alerting him that there was a new customer, and he dusted imaginary dust off of his apron. Sometimes customers would come to the counter, sometimes they would sit down and expect to be served like this was a restaurant, not a coffee shop. Kyouhei leaned toward Jane smiling softly.

  Want me to get this one or do you think you can go without a break for a little while longer?

florasions:

“One can be part of the crowd and still stand out,” he chimed, freeing a hand to place it against his chest as if offering himself an example, clearly not as weary as he should have been.

 Even with a more human appearance, Avery still primped and preened like his life depended on it. You’d think the humans who desired the properties of dragons enough to hunt them for it would spare a compliment or two for the feathers he’d managed to cleverly disguise as regular accessories; covered with bands of gold, but the glances he received from time to time were good enough, for now. 

 “Mmh. But I suppose keeping a low profile wouldn’t be so bad.”

There were other things to focus on than the humans surrounding them, after all. He had Kyouhei at his side, music ringing out around them, and all the sights and smells of a festival he hadn’t experienced before. 

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Taking one of Kyouhei’s hands in his own – a true bonus to mingling in with the humans around them – Avery wondered out loud as they moved.

“Perhaps there’s something that’s caught your eye from the stalls, as well? It’d be a shame coming all this way, with all this effort, to not take something back with us, wouldn’t it~?”

Typical hoarder, eyes always on the shiny stuff.

    “Oh, don’t worry, even all disguised like this there’s no way someone would mistake you for some common human.” He reassured, using their connected hands - and he definitely squeezed Avery’s fingers when he laced them together - to keep them out of the thick of the crowds.

He didn’t want either of them to be dragged away, after all, and he for sure didn’t want to be separated from his mate.

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    “I saw some of those little music boxes a few stalls back, but we can circle back to them. Something smells good, I want to check that out first before we go hunting for gold and trinkets.”

Study cards… or FUN cards?

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       “Yeah I guess I did.I acknowledge that I went into philosophy over some cards and I will reflect on it.” Dongmin chuckled with amusement. There was no need to pull any cards with him, he will reflect on it and try not to do that again. 

Dongmin continued to watch as Kyouhei was trying to balance the cards to make his card castle. He managed to get two two triangles set up and he’d put a card on top. That was good enough for participation for now, he thought. He’d much rather watch to see Kyouhei struggling working with the cards. 

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“So how long are you going to keep this up, the card castle?” Dongmin asked, in a very roundabout way trying to figure out if he was going to complete the castle and then get back to his studies or not. “I feel like you need a lot of focus to make card castles though. I think a lack of focus would be counterproductive.” 

    “Self-reflection is also very philosophical. You’re trapped now. Not philosophizing is an impossibility!” The brunet let out a laugh, knocking over his pitiful card castle while trying to balance two more on top of the platform created by his two triangles.

    “Oh, boo.” Kyouhei pressed his lips together, resisting the urge to stick them out dramatically. “I don’t think I’m gonna keep this up. It was fun while it lasted, question mark?”

He started organizing the cards by the highlighter color of the title, doinig his best to ignore the fact that he hadn’t done much memorizing or review. It had been worth it.

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    “Thanks for helping me distract myself, Dongmin! You’re an angel in disguise!” Kyouhei grinned as widely as he could, trying to visualized and channel the brightest thing in the universe to try to project how grateful he was to his friend.

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florasions:

“Tell me about it.”

University life in itself was hard, but the actual academic side? He hadn’t quite prepared himself for what awaited him upon becoming an ‘independent student’ so while money wasn’t a problem, the looming threat of failure really was. And Avery did not enjoy failure. 

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“I told my family I’d do something business related to keep them satisfied, but frankly, I’m already over it.” 

At least Kyouhei had managed to settle in, which gave him hope that he too would adjust eventually. And if he didn’t, he now knew there was a familiar face around the city he could whine and complain at when the time called for it… which might become too often, when his workload really increased.

“Actually being here is great, though,” he explained, expression brightening. It had been the looks of Akounri that had lured him in the first place, so he ultimately had no regrets about his decision. “I wish I had the time to explore a little more. Ah, maybe when the weather is a little warmer~”

Snickering quietly, the laugh was hidden behind the back of his hand. 

“Is that so? You’d think a cafe would be a chic place to visit, non?” There was a pause, followed by another confidently self-assured smile. “If I visit you there, would you consider it to be an improvement?”

Somewhere like that would make for a perfect meeting place, after all.

Kyouhei leaned forward to give Avery a comforting pat on the forearm. The new experience was going well for him, but that didn’t mean he was ignorant of its difficulties.

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    “I’m sure you’ll figure it out. In the end, you’re the one who will have the degree, and you’ll be the one who has taken all the classes. Um,” he hesitated, then smiled warmly, gaze relaxed. “It helped me to remember that while the advice of my elders is important, that’s all it is; advice.”

That was really all he could say on the matter, since he wasn’t sure if Avery was into the idea of becoming best friends again or if they were starting over, as close acquaintences, due to the time spent apart. Kyouhei had missed his chidhood BFF.

    “I-I-I,” He stuttered, pulling back slightly, face warm. The brunet’s ears were flushed pink, partially out of surprise, partially out of embarrassment. “I would be happy to see you? If you actually want to come?”

(Source: qtpie-kyouhei)

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