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[Stirk]

((....
*horribly murders SB*))

[MrVoid]

Asada sighs and shrugs "How about steak? There's a decent place by my house."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"That sounds delicious. Shall we go?"

[Sanure]

Nadeko finishes getting ready and waits for a text from Asada.

[MrVoid]

Asada texts Nadeko of the location of the Steakhouse near her house.

[Sanure]

Nadeko sets off, heading to the steak house.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Plot will resume next week. I'm just sussing something out in addition to enjoying my half-term. ))
Tohru gets ready to leave.

[Empiricist]

((Enjoy your mid-term break! Hope you don't have as much of a clusterfuck of assessments as me ^__^))

[Sanure]

Nadeko presumably arrives at the restaurant that Asada told her about and waits for them to get there.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Timeskip effective in a couple of hours.))

[Stirk]

((We may never know what really happened at that steakhouse...))

[Stirk]

(...Soooo did we timeskip yet?)

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((My schedule is not conducive at this moment to a full-out plot-moving thing, as there's a thing I'm still working out how to introduce in addition to other projects and RPs I'm in .

I'll move it to next week. Plot will resume proper on Tuesday.))
It is now the next day, an hour before school.

[SOLDIER First]

Kiyoshi sits in an open area just perfect for PC interaction. He is reading the Metroid: Zero Mission comic book.

[Stirk]

Karma stands in the perfect concealed spot in the bushes, a carton of eggs peaking out from under his jacket.

The plot email can wait.

Archronos can wait.

Even the Class President can wait.

But revenge? Revenge is impatient. It is a fiery beast that must be let loose. And it comes in the form of a dozen rotten eggs and a single balloon full of toilet water. Back to basics. No strings, no traps....Just a man, his target, and his weapons. Kyosuke will not escape. He cannot escape. I am the silent predator, the Kraken. Even if he doesn't show up, my weapons will show themselves one day...

Karma stands in the bushes, peeking out for any sign of his target while remaining almost perfectly still.