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As requested by Saki...
To explain my canon insanity...
There's this eerie similarity now that I think about it. Heaven knows I don't WANT to think about it. I be damned to remember such things. A shudder runs down my spine as I watch Dian and Louis, the only two members of the admin to stay up with me while I worked. The sweet guy who tried to overfeed everyone... and the other guy. I shake my head, trying to get back to work on the presentation. Suddenly, curiosity strikes.
"Lou? How's the download going?"
"Pretty good, kentoku."
I nod. Another quiet night up ahead, definately. Just have to get the slides over with, the paperwork that had to be done, this and that, here and there. It seemed I had quite a lot to do before the night was through. Didn't matter. I had company. Dian was up with strawberry shortcake for the three of us and Louis was organizing the main office files. Paper was everywhere, strewn across the carpeted floor and surrounding my desk. "Download check?" I called.
"Installing."
Perfect.
"Hey kentoku?"
My eyes turn up from my screen to look up at his. I can't help but stare at what he's dug up. Dian notices the picture, glancing over with a laugh. Shaking my head again, I get up and make my way to Louis' terminal. A hand on my hip, I look at the picture he just pulled out of one of the many folders scattered around his desk. Now that was something I hadn't seen in awhile. It was an old picture, some seven... six years old? I was just 14 then; loud, bitchy little thing with quite the motormouth. The picture had me being pulled back by my old admin (who back then consisted of Skye, RS and Mir) as I was angrily yelling at a rather confident looking blonde kid. The picture was ancient but my words then were as fresh as the day I said 'em.
"My hatred burns with the intensity of a thousand suns! That little faggot will rue the day he crossed paths with Sey Kahran!"
Ah, Nokoru Imonoyama...
Whatever happened to you...?
To explain my canon insanity...
There's this eerie similarity now that I think about it. Heaven knows I don't WANT to think about it. I be damned to remember such things. A shudder runs down my spine as I watch Dian and Louis, the only two members of the admin to stay up with me while I worked. The sweet guy who tried to overfeed everyone... and the other guy. I shake my head, trying to get back to work on the presentation. Suddenly, curiosity strikes.
"Lou? How's the download going?"
"Pretty good, kentoku."
I nod. Another quiet night up ahead, definately. Just have to get the slides over with, the paperwork that had to be done, this and that, here and there. It seemed I had quite a lot to do before the night was through. Didn't matter. I had company. Dian was up with strawberry shortcake for the three of us and Louis was organizing the main office files. Paper was everywhere, strewn across the carpeted floor and surrounding my desk. "Download check?" I called.
"Installing."
Perfect.
"Hey kentoku?"
My eyes turn up from my screen to look up at his. I can't help but stare at what he's dug up. Dian notices the picture, glancing over with a laugh. Shaking my head again, I get up and make my way to Louis' terminal. A hand on my hip, I look at the picture he just pulled out of one of the many folders scattered around his desk. Now that was something I hadn't seen in awhile. It was an old picture, some seven... six years old? I was just 14 then; loud, bitchy little thing with quite the motormouth. The picture had me being pulled back by my old admin (who back then consisted of Skye, RS and Mir) as I was angrily yelling at a rather confident looking blonde kid. The picture was ancient but my words then were as fresh as the day I said 'em.
"My hatred burns with the intensity of a thousand suns! That little faggot will rue the day he crossed paths with Sey Kahran!"
Ah, Nokoru Imonoyama...
Whatever happened to you...?