Yeah, we are pretty sure it is those bikes we are talking about. Those really big and loud motorbikes that are sometimes cool looking but most times just a hassle? And most of the times, they are so loud they make you want to throw something at the obnoxious drivers. Yeah, we got this annoyance from that episode in South Park. We will try to be nice about this because we will be talking about Harley Handlebars.
Her gray eyes moved from one General to another, silently observing. Raki was at the head table, speaking quietly into her earpiece. Her blue hair was as long as usual, untied and uncared for. She wore her pajamas today, white and dull as she could make it, under a black bulletproof vest.
But unlike Kazuki who sat primly and with a presence that required the attention of those she deemed important. The Psychic Railgun tried her best to seem even smaller if that was possible. Her white face was covered by her long blood red hair, hiding the deadliest and blackest eyes ever in existence.
Unbothered, Raki continued. The Library will need to adjust to new residents. The survivors Kuuse brings will start living HERE with us. She was about to say something else but surprisingly, Yumi was not having it. No, she said, voice soft yet firm. Everyones eyes turned to her direction in surprise, making her shrink even more.
The same could be said about her pajama pants. Gods be damned, there was even some on her hair. No, what really sets her off was this ones need to please other people. Junko had a really worried look on her face, her brown eyes shining, as she tried to make a conversation between Ruru and Kira.
She was useless. On Rakis left was Kira, who had her arms crossed and her brown eyes closed, looking bored yet nervous since Ruru was here. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else than here, which Kazuki can understand. Her green hair was in a braid draped over her left shoulder next to her nervously tapping fingers.
It will give her an excuse to leave and go back to her book. Next to Junko was Ruru herself, scowling while trying to ignore Junkos pathetic simpering. Kazuki thought her to be loud and vulgar but she admits she was a tad bit impressed at how the long lavender haired Pyro was trying her best to ignore the yellow snake beside her.
Especially with that temper of hers. Her red eyes burned with deep seated hate, aimed at everyone but most of all at the green haired one sitting next to Rakis left. Kazuki tried not to roll her eyes at how immature she is though. Eye rolling was beneath someone of her caliber.
The empty seat of their absent black haired Demon called her attention and she stared at it for a complete 2 seconds. Then she looked back to their Leader. To her, Kuuse was a ghost. If not dead already in her mind.
Her gray eyes moved from one General to another, silently observing. Raki was at the head table, speaking quietly into her earpiece. Her blue hair was as long as usual, untied and uncared for. She wore her pajamas today, white and dull as she could make it, under a black bulletproof vest.
But unlike Kazuki who sat primly and with a presence that required the attention of those she deemed important. The Psychic Railgun tried her best to seem even smaller if that was possible. Her white face was covered by her long blood red hair, hiding the deadliest and blackest eyes ever in existence.
Unbothered, Raki continued. The Library will need to adjust to new residents. The survivors Kuuse brings will start living HERE with us. She was about to say something else but surprisingly, Yumi was not having it. No, she said, voice soft yet firm. Everyones eyes turned to her direction in surprise, making her shrink even more.
The same could be said about her pajama pants. Gods be damned, there was even some on her hair. No, what really sets her off was this ones need to please other people. Junko had a really worried look on her face, her brown eyes shining, as she tried to make a conversation between Ruru and Kira.
She was useless. On Rakis left was Kira, who had her arms crossed and her brown eyes closed, looking bored yet nervous since Ruru was here. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else than here, which Kazuki can understand. Her green hair was in a braid draped over her left shoulder next to her nervously tapping fingers.
It will give her an excuse to leave and go back to her book. Next to Junko was Ruru herself, scowling while trying to ignore Junkos pathetic simpering. Kazuki thought her to be loud and vulgar but she admits she was a tad bit impressed at how the long lavender haired Pyro was trying her best to ignore the yellow snake beside her.
Especially with that temper of hers. Her red eyes burned with deep seated hate, aimed at everyone but most of all at the green haired one sitting next to Rakis left. Kazuki tried not to roll her eyes at how immature she is though. Eye rolling was beneath someone of her caliber.
The empty seat of their absent black haired Demon called her attention and she stared at it for a complete 2 seconds. Then she looked back to their Leader. To her, Kuuse was a ghost. If not dead already in her mind.
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