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Jul. 11th, 2005 | 01:48 pm
posted by: angrybee in oneshotrp

Character: Sakuma Ryuichi
Setting: Somewhere in NG, sometime during the rise of Bad Luck and after the reformation of Nittle Grasper.
Seeking: Any
Character Limit: Two more characters.
Rating: Up to R.
Genre: Any
Format: Third person, past tense.

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Sakuma Ryuichi was looking cool. Sakuma Ryuichi was -always- looking cool. But, today he was looking especially cool because he had a new pair of sunglasses. Not only did he have a new pair of sunglasses, but Kumagoro had a new pair of sunglasses as well. Needless to say, both Ryuichi and Kumagoro had matching sunglasses.

Ryuichi was wearing his glasses INSIDE NG, because he was just that cool. Unfortunately, these glasses were very dark, and caused Ryuichi to become very lost on his way to the cafeteria to find pudding. Because of this, Ryuichi had decided to go up to everything he -thought- might be a person and ask them:

"Um, where's the pudding?"

He'd already asked a water fountain and a vending machine, and neither of them had any idea. Kumagoro suggested that Ryuichi just take the sunglasses off, but Ryuichi vetoed the idea. If he wasn't walking around with cool sunglasses, then today was just like any other day. And Ryuichi liked days that were full of adventure. And singing.

So, Ryuichi walked up to yet another object, and asked again.

"Where's the pudding?"

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Slammin' Flower Child and Convoy Butterfly

Sakuma Ryuichi

from: angrybee
date: Jul. 14th, 2005 04:02 pm (UTC)
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Ryuichi smiled. It was, as always, terribly difficult to make Tohma do what was good for Tohma. Ryuichi always worried that one of these days, he'd get a phone call saying Tohma was in the hospital for a heart-attack or a stroke or I-worked-myself-into-a-Coma-itis.

Not that Ryuichi didn't work. No, he couldn't have gotten where he was today without applying himself singularly to his craft. He just tried to have playtime interspersed within worktime. All work and no play makes Kumagoro a dull bunny.

"Italian? How does it sound? Silly Tohma, food doesn't make noises. Unless you get sizzling fajitas, and then they sound like this: Ssszzzztsszzzztszzzzz." Ryuichi scratched his head as he pondered the Sound of Food, which was altogether different from the Sound of Music. "Yup. Sounds good to me. I could eat an Italian all night long."

Ryuichi nodded to himself. Kumagoro nodded, as well.

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