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[easybreezyidiot]

[This evening, a girl is lying at the edge of one of the cornfields. She is dirty, her arms and legs are scratched and bloody, and her shoes are completely wrecked. At first glance, she appears to be passed out or - if you're a naturally paranoid person - maybe dead. :| Do you investigate?]

((eta SLOWING WAY DOWN and probably stopping for the

Comments

[autovajin]

Oi, I know you're not dead. Get up.

[easybreezyidiot]

Gee, I've never heard that one before.

[autovajin]

Then you should listen

[easybreezyidiot]

Will do.

[autovajin]

What's your name anyway?

[easybreezyidiot]

The Breeze.

[autovajin]

. . . Alright, then.

I'm Inui Takumi.

[easybreezyidiot]

Nice to meet you.

[autovajin]

Most of the time it's not.

[easybreezyidiot]

Uh. Why?

[autovajin]

I've got a bad mouth.

[easybreezyidiot]

[heheh]

Me too.

[autovajin]

Really?

[easybreezyidiot]

Oh yeah.

[autovajin]

. . .

Want to be friends?

[easybreezyidiot]

Uh... sure!