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[72yroldpitviper]

::Like a good otaku, he had stayed in his room for the past few days, mostly reading manga or sleeping or snacking on the random food he had managed to take on the train. It wasn't like he had much to do at the time, anyhow

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[raininglights]

::Kukaku tilted her head lightly as she came across some kid in the hallways, excited over... something or another. She rest her hand on her hip and sighed.::

Great, one more weirdo I'm stuck with. Is there anyone remotely sane in this place?

[72yroldpitviper]

::Turns around to gawk at her:: ...Who says I'm not sane?

[raininglights]

::Rolls her eyes at him.::

You have a point. You might be sane and just be an idiot.

[72yroldpitviper]

...Come again?

[piemakers_touch]

...::watching Madarame from the end of the hall, crossing his arms and giving a smile::

Good news?

[72yroldpitviper]

As a matter of fact, it is.

[piemakers_touch]

Glad to hear it. About time somebody had something worth celebrating.

...That was vague and pointless, and I apologize. Hello.

[72yroldpitviper]

...Hi. ::Stands there awkwardly::

[peaceful_sword]

Oro?
::Kenshin looked up at Madarame, a bit confused at his joy over a rectangle thingy::
What are you so gleeful about?
::Kenshin asked, smiling a bit with his sword leaning against the wall beside him. His scar is in plain view.::

[72yroldpitviper]

::Turns around to come face-to-face with a very familiar anime character:: KENSHIIIIIN!!!!

[peaceful_sword]

... Oro?
::Kenshin looks at him oddly::
You... know this one?

[72yroldpitviper]

::Tries to remain cool...failing miserably:: I...I...

::Decides to lie, to avoid what happened with Kukaku earlier:: ...No...