A follow up on this thread, Mukuro gets interrogated by head of Security for questionable footage...

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Mukuro sat back in his seat, glad for the day of reprieve. Or as much reprieve as one could get working for Millefiore's Public Relations department. But it was definitely better than nothing.

The last several days had been hectic, barely a moment's rest with the launch's deadline and all the last minute details needing to be sorted out in order to make said deadline. Mukuro only hoped that something like that would never happen again, but that was wishful thinking. Anything was possible, even in the publishing business. He'd just have to be on top of it from then on.

Though thinking about the past days did remind him of a little incident that put a smile on his face. He was still annoyed that Maintenance didn't help them right away, but he wouldn't trade that moment for anything. However, there was the little issue with the security camera, but he hadn't been called yet so he was taking it as a good thing.

So far, he thought to himself. Who knew when he'd get called in for the... questionable deeds that had been recorded, if at all. Lady Luck would be on his side if the power for the camera had gone out along with the one for the elevator. He only hoped.

SB!Verse because 69 owes 27 taiyaki ;D Oh yes cute overload, stay away <:

Tsuna had been in the area (negotiations with the Millefiore) so why not drop by and see the people he knew in that behemoth of a company. And while he had good intentions, his lack of direction or self preservation skills led him to some obscure level of the tower. Trying his best not to look suspicious (what was Vongola Decimo doing? Infiltrating the enemy in broad daylight?), Tsuna ducked into the nearest corner in search of yet another lift which would hopefully take him to the ground floor or a familiar face.

Deadlines loomed like the bad weather, dark and ominous. Tsuna hated the sound of branches scratching against glass and the flickering shadows of trees with God knows what. The moonlight streamed through his curtainless window, highlighting the large red numbers on his wall calender that decreased by the day. He couldn't not feel apprehensive, not when he already knew how it would end.

He wasn't going to make it. College was impossible for someone like him, someone like dame!Tsuna.

Why was he even trying in the first place? The brunette sighed into the pillow, throwing his blanket over his head for a good measure.

Oh. Tsuna mouthed wordlessly into the dark, remembering why.

JUUDAIME, I WILL HELP YOU ACE IT!

It was always Gokudera, or to be exact Gokudera and Reborn. Tsuna rolled his eyes, tossing and turning for the umpteenth time on the lower bunk of the double-decker bed. He tried not to make any sound lest the half Italian, who was silently resting above him, wake.

The night was young and the hours long. Tsuna wondered how many sheep he will need to count tonight. Ichi, nii, san--

[IS NAMIMORI MIDDLE SCHOOL.


SECRETES MAJESTY AND GLORY AND HOPE AND EVERYTHING IN-BETWEEN. THE ANTHEM PLAYS LOUDLY AND WITH THAT, ANOTHER CHAPTER IN THE EPIC LEGEND OF NAMIMORI BEGINS.


GO TO SCHOOL FAGGOT.]


(ooc:okay. i made this post without thinking about just HOW i'm going to reply with namimori, so expect to see my hibari floating around too)

Ok all you impersonators fakers drags guys who look like me here, just for the record, I'm saying this before anyone gets the chance to say it.

If you have a problem with this, go bash your skull against the wall like the idiot baseball freak did.

[WELCOME TO 'THE NAMIMORI'

FOR SOME REASON, YOU FIND YOURSELF ON THE SHIP. AND HIBARI IS NOT PLEASED.]



You.


[WARNING TONFA. HOW VERY THREATENING] Why are you on my ship?

"When placed face to face with one's superior, one's ego can do nothing but declare love!"
Disappearing Moon Cafe, SKY Lee

Ohoho I found your secret, Gokudera. Well, I guess it can apply to most of you here, ahahaha.




Disclaimer: This is a product of my broken brain after a week of midterms. Please excuse me.

Happy Valentine's! I bring you... confusion and crack.

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miir: <3!
miir: http://onlyluminous.livejournal.com/9528.html
miir: uni sent you a gift XD
kat8cha: ...
kat8cha: Shouichi: YAY CUPCAKES
kat8cha: Shouichi: Except. Really Uni-san.
miir: Uni: Eh? Shouichi-san?
miir: Uni: I thought they were rather cute...
kat8cha: Shouichi: They are!
kat8cha: Shouichi: And I'm grateful
kat8cha: Shouichi: they look too good to eat
kat8cha: ...are we getting Gamma booze again this year?
miir: Yes. : >
kat8cha: XD
kat8cha: OH Gamma
kat8cha: We're trying to get you drunk and take advantage of you
( wherein Shouichi makes INNUENDO AFTER INNUENDO and Uni shows she has the makings of a talk show host when it comes to extracting information )

Paphiopedilum Tower, Namimori. Noon.

It was starting to get a little more difficult to slip out of her office unnoticed, Uni observed as she ducked into an elevator, keyed in a code, and watched her assistants' expressions of agony as the glass doors closed. The steps that followed were those she had executed countless times over: take out her cellphones (three) and switch them off; key in the password on her PDA and disable GPS; throw a coat (black, not her customary white) over her shoulders and wrap a scarf around her head; exit the elevator as soon as it opened and head towards the side exit; level an imperious glare at whoever so much as looked at her. And then after that -- navigating the maze of streets that surrounded Paphiopedilum Tower as quickly and as silently as she could, until she ended up at a random coffee shop that just so happened to have a good view of the street.

"Darjeeling, please, and thank you."

Uni favored the barista with a smile: gracious, sweet, and very much a construct of courtesy -- then sat down at a corner table, leaning against the glass wall and unknotting the scarf around her neck. The morning had been full of stressful meetings, one after another. She studiously avoided looking at the documents she had somehow managed to bring and pushed them to the farther side of the table with one careless hand.

10:30 PM, a little past the front gate of the Varia Publishing Company.

"I'm here on business."

The last word is punctuated by a one-two from a pair of gunmetal gray tonfa, and a follow-up blow that leaves the guard squirming, yelping for mercy, under the iron grip of two deceptively slender arms and thin wrists. Hibari yawns, shrugs off the last bit of lethargy still lingering in his system, and looks down at the man with unimpressed eyes. The other guards milling about in the area (read: armed to the teeth and probably tougher-looking than the toughest SWAT squad) suddenly hesitate, realizing that against this one, their guns and their armor probably mean nothing.

"...Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to see your boss."

Sabby-chan!

I'm glad you had fun last night~ So did I!

But my re-app at reborn_biz? You gotta get started on it soon, yanno~

I'm looking forward to it!

 










No. Just. No.

It is a box.

Sitting in the middle of Breadjam. Five meters by five meters by five meters. Steel.

There is a door on one side.

Go wild~

...Really, Kae.



















Brothers?

If the land is floating in the sky and the water drains over the sides of the land then won't we run out of water? Where does the water to replace what we lose come from?

Also, if you fall over the edge, where do you end up?

KAE: Xan-chan is 18's big brother.
KAE: orz
ERI: XD
KAE: why do i find that so cute in a really fucking demented way.( dlsakdjashfdashj;ksajd; ahead. )

Capslock = crack, obviously! Uni and Fuuta in a cafe... somewhere.

stelf: FUUTA: SO. IS THERE A MAN?
stelf: UNI: *BLOWS CHEEKS OUT*
miir: UNI: *POUTS FOREVERRRRR*
stelf: AHAHAHAHAHA
miir: UNI: *LONG-SUFFERING SIGH*
stelf: FUUTA: I SEE. BIOLOGICALLY AT LEAST.
stelf: FUUTA: DOES HE PLAY FOR YOUR TEAM?
( It won't be too long~ 'til you're in my arms~ )