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[tunafanatic]

[Have one (1) very androgynous girl, flipping through the pages of the journal as she wanders down an elegantly arched corridor, Paradisa. She seems bothered, but not incredibly so: had she just stumbled upon some hidden wing of Ouran Academy?]

This is troublesome, to say the least.

[She drums her fingers against one of the journal pages and

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1/idek god what even

[daddyhost]

[Sneaking around the corridors, trying to gain surveillance footage of wrong-doers to take to Ranka so they could rescue Haruhi, Tamaki didn't even realise that his journal was open.]

[tunafanatic]

Who else would I be?

[daddyhost]

A PHANTASM!

[tunafanatic]

I'm not a phantasm, senpai. Come see for yourself.

[daddyhost]

[Sorry, Haruhi, there is just the sound of HEARTBROKEN WEEPING over the journals.]

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[tunafanatic]

[tunafanatic]

Where are you? [Not that she's sure she could find him.]

[daddyhost]

I'll never tell my location to a phantom! HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK I AM? Just because this outward demeanour is as beautiful as a perfectly crafted doll, you assume I am as empty inside... well, I will NOT BE TRICKED BY YOU NOT-HARUHI!!

[tunafanatic]

Fine! I didn't want to deal with you right now, anyway.

[She might apologize for that later. Possibly. Your bizarre nature is sometimes endearing on good days, Tamaki, but today isn't one of those.]

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[daddyhost]

AHHHH!

[daddyhost]

Haruhi is angry.

[daddyhost]

[Wait... WAIT!]

[daddyhost]

[A phantom wouldn't get angry at him, it would trick and cajole him into coming to it so it could work its wicked evil magic.

Which meant...]

[daddyhost]

...Haru... hi...

done

[daddyhost]

IT'S REALLY YOU!!!

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[tunafanatic]