Post by Shiranui on Jan 18, 2014 16:39:53 GMT
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Shiranui’s spirits were high, today. The sun was at it’s peak, the refreshing breeze swept by; the weather was wonderful. After purchasing an apple from one of the People of the Land, he strolled around the city humming. People were bustling about, talking about business, exchanging stories and the likes. It had almost seemed they haven’t left the real world after all. The Fox took a bite out of his apple and circled the building that was supposed to be ”Ye Old Parliament Building.” He stopped at the closed gate and kicked its middle. It rattled and creaked in protest, but did not give any inclination that it would be opening any time soon. The Fox took another bite then turned towards the longer path to Westminster Abbey where his “shop” was found.
“SHIIIIIRAAAAAAYUUUUUUUUUUUUKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII~!”
Hearing his real name out of nowhere was so startling, he dropped his apple and flinched. Then, he realized that the voice sounded awfully familiar. No, could it be? Shiranui slowly pivoted to face the source of the somewhat high-pitched voice. Oh my lord, it is her. It was one of the more popular members of his old guild (aside from Shira who was the guild leader). What a coincidence this was! Who would have guessed that he would meet an old ally halfway around the world?
“Mira-senpai~! Fancy meeting you here!” said Shira, switching to his native tongue: Japanese. The girl responded in kind. “Pffft. You thought you could escape me by travelling to London? OBJECTION!” said Mira, laughing as she imitated a beloved video game character. It amused Shira that for someone who was currently standing at five-foot-two to speak to him as if she was older. In truth, she was one year Shira’s senior. They were friends during high school, but grew apart when she had moved revealing only the fact that she was going to Europe.
“Come on, boss!” continued Mira, “Tell me everything. How was everyone doing? You know, before we wound up here.” It would have given Shira a somewhat uncomfortable feeling being called “boss” if he didn’t know Mira’s habit of making fun of him. “If you must know (“There he goes again with his ‘manners’,” murmured Mira), everyone continued with their lives as if nothing had happened. I can’t say the same about the original members though,” Shira playfully rustled Mira’s hair.
“Oh yeah? And how are you doing? No wait, don’t answer that. I can already tell just by looking at your clothes.” The woman cackled, “From now on, I'll do my best to help you. For old time’s sake! I'm really looking forward to working with you agai-” She was interrupted by the a hooded figure bumping into her and sending her tumbling backwards while the figure kept running towards the open field. “STOP THAT THIEF!” yelled a man not far behind the hooded figure. Smiling as he remembered a situation in his guild that was similar to this. He held out his hand towards his old partner-in-crime and said “Shall we?”
“SHIIIIIRAAAAAAYUUUUUUUUUUUUKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII~!”
Hearing his real name out of nowhere was so startling, he dropped his apple and flinched. Then, he realized that the voice sounded awfully familiar. No, could it be? Shiranui slowly pivoted to face the source of the somewhat high-pitched voice. Oh my lord, it is her. It was one of the more popular members of his old guild (aside from Shira who was the guild leader). What a coincidence this was! Who would have guessed that he would meet an old ally halfway around the world?
“Mira-senpai~! Fancy meeting you here!” said Shira, switching to his native tongue: Japanese. The girl responded in kind. “Pffft. You thought you could escape me by travelling to London? OBJECTION!” said Mira, laughing as she imitated a beloved video game character. It amused Shira that for someone who was currently standing at five-foot-two to speak to him as if she was older. In truth, she was one year Shira’s senior. They were friends during high school, but grew apart when she had moved revealing only the fact that she was going to Europe.
“Come on, boss!” continued Mira, “Tell me everything. How was everyone doing? You know, before we wound up here.” It would have given Shira a somewhat uncomfortable feeling being called “boss” if he didn’t know Mira’s habit of making fun of him. “If you must know (“There he goes again with his ‘manners’,” murmured Mira), everyone continued with their lives as if nothing had happened. I can’t say the same about the original members though,” Shira playfully rustled Mira’s hair.
“Oh yeah? And how are you doing? No wait, don’t answer that. I can already tell just by looking at your clothes.” The woman cackled, “From now on, I'll do my best to help you. For old time’s sake! I'm really looking forward to working with you agai-” She was interrupted by the a hooded figure bumping into her and sending her tumbling backwards while the figure kept running towards the open field. “STOP THAT THIEF!” yelled a man not far behind the hooded figure. Smiling as he remembered a situation in his guild that was similar to this. He held out his hand towards his old partner-in-crime and said “Shall we?”
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