[Event Postan]

[whitrthanwhite]

::Hey. Is your name Susan DeRay, Haitayuu Onnifuji, Samasu Suguru, or Samasu Sanshi?

Well then you got the most deadpan girl at the school at your front door, with a clip board.::

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[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

There's Susan in a bathrobe. Holding a long slender highly polished piece of wood with a metal tip in one hand, and a bottle of Yoo-hoo in her other hand.

"What."

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::... Blushes at the sight of DeRay.:: Er. Um. Er. Um.

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

"...What?"

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::Seems to be trying to talk but keeps sputtering and looking at you, blushing redder and redder.::

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

"...."

She opens the bathrobe. Revealing that she's wearing a t-shirt and shorts underneath it.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... ::Turns around, blushing in embarrassment of her stupidity.::

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

"...Shiroko, did you have something or were you just going to gawk at me."

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

*He'd obviously just gotten done scrubbing himself down for the multiple-ith time to get rid of any Plague residue that might or might not exist, given the damp hair and the towel on his head that he is rubbing into it, as he answered the door. ... at least he made sure to grab the glasses and get dressed, though.

He gives an odd stare at Shiroko though as she stands there.*

... Yeah...?

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

Can we talk for a little bit.

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

*They stand there for a moment, as though considering it. Before tossing the towel to a corner in their room, and opening up the door, leaning against the frame.*

I ain't movin'. So talk.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

What are your feelings on me wanting to return to the Presidency?

[3-s33s-what.livejournal.com]

Three words: "No. Going. Nuts."

*He holds up three fingers and puts them down as he says those words clearly.*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

Besides that incident, when have I ever gone "Nuts"?

[remarkablerain.livejournal.com]

*Sound of frustration before Suguru opens up the door, keeping it open only a crack as they look out.*

... You need something?

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

If you wouldn't mind lending a few moments to talk, Mr. Samasu, yes, I need something.

[remarkablerain.livejournal.com]

... Can you say what you need to like this? *they're sorta hiding their body behind the door, only showing their head*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

I'd prefer to talk about it privately.

[remarkablerain.livejournal.com]

*... they make a sort of grimace face, before opening up the door enough that Shiroko can get in. Still hiding themselves.*

Fine, come in, make it quick.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::Walks in and waits for the door to close.::

[becomeanwarrior.livejournal.com]

*Opens the door, obviously looking a bit distracted. When he answeres the door, he's wearing a loose T-Shirt and jeans... with a bear rug draped overtop of him.*

"Oh, hey Shiroko."

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... ::Stares at you in annoyance, pressing her glasses up:: Hello, Haitayuu.

[becomeanwarrior.livejournal.com]

*...Looks a bit taken aback.*

How're you? Need to ask me something? *Nods at the clipboard the head on the bear rug bobbing as well.*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::Just shakes head. She looks positively disappointed in you.:: ... Fine. Quite fine.

And. How would you feel if I returned to the Student Council's Presidency?

[becomeanwarrior.livejournal.com]

*...Decides to pull off the bear rug, setting it down gently to the side*

"I wouldn't have a problem with it. You were a great pres, Shiroko."

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::Shoves clipboard into your hands. It has Susan, Sanshi, and Suguru's signatures on it.:: Please sign.