[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."

[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...?

[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]

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

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

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

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

"...What?"

[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]

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

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

Can we talk for a little bit.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

I'd prefer to talk about it privately.

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

"...."

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

[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.

[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]

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

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

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

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

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

[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.*

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

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

[remarkablerain.livejournal.com]

*Closes it pretty quickly. They're dressed, don't worry, but they've obviously unbinded themselves for the night. And considering that's going from flat to around B their shame is evident.

They sorta subtly cross their arms over their chest though, as though waiting for Shiroko to explain what she needs.*

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

Er. Yes. I do, DeRay. ::Clears throat, looking down at the floor.::

What would your feelings be if I went back for the presidency?

[weavethebonds.livejournal.com]

"...Are you going to blow up the monorail and try to rule the island as a perfectly ordered kingdom for all eternity?"

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

::... Looks a little surprised and looks down, rubbing her foot. This is awkward::

[remarkablerain.livejournal.com]

*... they turn slightly red, covering their chest more*

You got something to say, right? Then say it.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

... ::Seems to consider this for a moment. Imagines ruling DA near naked and standing on top of one of those giant robots from one of those shows Shiyoko watches.::

Uh. No.

[whitrthanwhite.livejournal.com]

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