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[bakudanma]

Who: Katsura + any of you wonderful people.
When: Throughout the IC month of November.
Where: Metro-rail Station, Pleasure District and McCERES.
What: Open log for people who just want some extra CR in their life. 8)
Rating/Warnings: Zura is in this log. And uh, maybe violence/blood.

《1》METRO-RAIL STATION
_{[ It was time to head home after a day full of adventuring in this place and work, and not to mention, he was already hooked on these two soap opera that had been airing on the television sets. Games of our Lives and All my CYBuddies. Surely he'll be able to get home in time.. right? ]}

Ah, excuse me—
_{[ The doors slide open and people flood inside; it was a little annoying— the way some of the people and been the robots here shoved each other to get into the public transport. He merely gave some of these people a look of disdain, and just when he came to the conclusion that this was an every man for himself situation, he begins to assert himself in front of a few other people who are gathering towards the metro, either by elbowing and using the heel of his palm. Just as the door is about to close, he is blocked by a particularly robust individual who won't have any of this and so—
POW. Right in the face. It's enough to get him to stumble back and hold his nose. In that moment, he rushes back to the train right as the doors shut to press his bloodied hands and face on the window. ]}

Crap! Damn! We're going to hear back from the pregnancy test tonight!
<sub>[ He takes a little jog alongside the train before standing there, banging on the window and making a ruckus.
Well. I guess he'll just have to wait for the next one.
In the mean time, he'll just be taking a seat next to you. The way he held his teeth clenched was the only indication of how immensely furious he was.

Oh.. he should probably clean up his face.
He'll be ready next train station. His hand was already on the hilt of his weapon that was by his hip. ]</sub>

《2》PLEASURE DISTRICT
<sub>[ It's a rainy day here in the Pleasure District. Of all the snack places he could have worked at, it was one located in the Pleasure District. He didn't really spend time here, and when he did, it was mainly for work or to just make a bunch of cute ViVid avatars and make them live a mundane and domestic life instead of catering to any of his needs. It was almost like he was trying to ensure their happiness instead of his despite the fact they were virtual people and not anything with feeling. What was he even doing with his life here anymore..?

Today, he's going home from his barista job, dressed in uniform. It was a swanky place, really, and he was learning quickly how to prepare all sorts of different drinks.

A red, cloth parasol is resting on his shoulder as he heads in the direction towards home. But what is this? Somebody in the rain without an umbrella? Not allowed.
And so, he's just gonna scurry up to you and provide some shelter from the rain for you there. Isn't that thoughtful for a terrorist? ]</sub>

You could catch a cold.

《3》MCCERES
<sub>[ Right. His other-other job. He liked to stay productive, so when CERES offered him several jobs, he went ahead and picked two out of the three, though he was contemplating picking up another soon. With as many games as played and as much as he worked, he was gradually getting pretty loaded on credits to use here.

Anyway, his position here? Mascot. There were a few problems with this job in regards of it. For example, it could have been a much fluffier and cuter kind of mascot and not a mime that wasn't supposed to speak. He broke that rule a lot.
He also took off the mask a lot when he wasn't supposed to and has already gotten several complaints from customers, but he still had his position here. When he worked, he worked pretty damn well.

You're going inside this place, and he pops out of nowhere, holding a sign. He seems insistent that you buy whatever it is he is advertising. Holy shit— this was a restaurant, not a haunted house!!

MCKNIGHT BURGER SPECIAL MEAL
3.99!!

No matter where you go, where you hide, he's following you with this sign— maybe doing the typical mascot jig while doing so with his own thuggish flare.
You could be in the bathroom and he's in the stall next to you with this sign, or leaving in your car, if you have one, and he's following you out there.

Hell, maybe you made it home and he's outside your window with this sign too.
Mother of God. ]</sub>

Comments

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ that is definitely the sound of the toilet flushing next to Ryuko. What-- was he also taking a dump in here while he was at it? It seemed so.

He's learned signing skills like this from his dear friend back home. And so, when the question is prompted, there is a pause before Katsura scoots a sign under the stall with his foot. It reads:

Until Boss-dono promotes me.

Look, he just wants to take over this place and put soba on the menu since America keeps denying his request. ]</sub>

[dishonorstudent]

[ A loud bang can be heard in the stall that Ryuko occupied, it's the sound of Ryuko punching the enclosure that separates them. ]

That's got nothin' to do with me, freak!! Buzz off!!

[bakudanma]

It's not freak, it's Katsura.
<sub>[ there he goes, breaking the no talk rule.
wait a moment... Ryuko has heard this before, hasn't she? Somewhere recently, actually.

The stall door breaks open and he steps out. What will you do now? Ambush him? ]</sub>

[dishonorstudent]

[ Katsura? Where HAS she heard this before? Think, Ryuko, think...

Behind the locked door of her cubicle, some quiet shuffling can be heard. The sound of toilet paper being torn from the dispenser, the strapping of her suspenders, and finally... a graceful flush. Then silence for the next ten seconds.

Until her stall door fucking kicked right off its handles and the Life Fiber monster emerges. ]

IT'S YOU!! KAMINA!!!! [ how does she still get his name wrong ]

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ Zura has his big ole stuffed gloves off as he washes his hands. Sanitation is important! What's more off is how the hell did he take a shit without taking off that entire costume? A mystery.
Ryuko's rampant behavior doesn't perturb him at all. It's typical for those in his series to greet each other violently.

He turns, still masked. ]</sub>

Katsura.

Ah, you should probably wash your hands.
_{[ he recognizes the girl but doesn't comment on it. ]}

[dishonorstudent]

WHATEVER. [ Oh, yep, now she’s definitely sure that this is the guy/girl from the other night. Ryuko whips out her scissor blade and spins momentarily before pointing the tip at his mask. ] I’ll wash my hands after I’m done rippin’ ya apart! Where are the photos?! … And what the hell ARE you?!

[bakudanma]

Photos? Oh.

<sub>[ right those selfies he took and cut her out of. He was certainly in an odd spirit that day. Anyway, at the question, he figures now is a proper time to introduce himself a little more formally.

He removes his mask, absolute shounen style and everything. He tucks the mask under his arm and gives a pleasant smile. ]</sub>

I'm Katsura Kotarou.
_{[ cause you can't seem to get that right and it's a major issue with him. ]}

I'm leader of an Anti-Foreigner Faction back home, and a wanted fugitive for my actions of re-constructing Japan.
_{[ you know, most people on the run from the police keep these things secret but he was never very good at that.
She was probably just asking what he was dressed up as, but instead she gets a nice little greeting with a little bow and everything. ]}

[dishonorstudent]

[ Well, this absurdity just takes her right out of her current frenzy and sends her into an entirely different one. S-So many questions, where to even begin. ]

You…

YOU’RE A GUY?!? [ Who's taking a dump in the ladies room? Absolutely WTF? ]

1.2

[bakudanma]

_{[ never mind the fact he's one of the last feared samurais back home and is an incredibly dangerous and crafty person if you're his enemy. NEVER MIND THAT.
Ryuko focuses on the fact he's a dude. ]}

Aah, well. There was that one small arc where I didn't have my balls.
_{[ .... ]}

2.2

[bakudanma]

But that was in the past! My rivalry with Kyuubei-dono continues on— don't let others think that I haven't felt like her character type is overlapping with mine.

Here, though. There is nothing to worry about. They told me to be persistent with my duties here, and so, that is why I am here.

[dishonorstudent]

[ She’s trying her hardest to tolerate this insanity, arms crossed and everything. This is the pinnacle of nonsense right here, and nonsense is what her series should be all about. ]

I’m not gonna get a straight answer outta you, am I? Have it your way, just keep your mouth shut about that smootch, or else!

[bakudanma]

Smooch?

_{[ oh... yes. He clears his throat. ]}

—You were very forward about meeting a person.

[dishonorstudent]

Let's just say subtlety ain't my thing.

[ CRACKS KNUCKLES ] So how 'bout we leave that in the past along with the no balls and other mumbo jumbo, hmmm?

[bakudanma]

_{[ He's got that instinctive feeling in his stomach he should run, but naw: ]}

—Were you acting oddly that day, ah–
_{[ shit he doesn't even know her name. ]}

...panty-dono?

_{[ wait shit no that's not a good nickname BACKPEDALING FAST.. ]}

[dishonorstudent]

P-Panty… [ Her face flushes red as she casts her mind back to that night again. W H Y. ]

Get outtttt---!!! [ Ryuko roundhouse kicks him in the face, ironically flashing her panties once again. This restroom is gonna fall apart at this rate. ]

1.2

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ DOOF! There he goes, kicking him straight in the face and sending him flying to the floor. This does, in fact, give him a horrible bloody nose.

He's on the floor with his hands supporting him from completely face planting. ]</sub>

Ah.

_{[ that's all he has to say while he's down there. ]}

2.2

[bakudanma]

_{[ He then proceeds to get back on his feet, keeping his balance by putting his palm on the tiled wall. ]}

—I suppose that isn't anywhere near your proper name.

_{[ blood and snot dripping from his face, probably staining his costume, etc. ]}

[dishonorstudent]

Damn, what's with this guy!?

(( Senketsu: I must admit, he is rather hardy (like you). ))

I don't care what he is! I'll drag his perverted ass outta here if that's what it takes!! [ Just a crazy person talking to her uniform, lalala. ]

[bakudanma]

_{[ nevermind the fact he isn't bothering with his nosebleed. ]}

Not S**lor M**n, though definitely a magical girl.
_{[ Ryuko, are you going to make this a guessing game? ]}

[dishonorstudent]

[ Don't you think that this Japanese girl doesn't know what that is, buddy. ]

--the hell? Magical girl? What are you, some kinda otaku dweeb, it's Ryuko Matoi!

[ She finally turns her back to him so she can wash her hands. If he took that beating without retaliation, then he's gotta be harmless, right? ]

[bakudanma]

_{[ THERE WE GO. ]}

Matoi-dono.
It's nice to meet you.

_{[ still greeting her after being kicked. ]}

I just hear about such things. There are more things for me to worry about than sit around and watch anime like a man-child.
_{[ he has refined taste when it comes to television— like watching old commercials and daytime dramas. ]}

[dishonorstudent]

More things like what? Stalkin' girls to the bathroom in a creepy costume? Cross-dressing, maybe? You're just full of weird fetishes.

[bakudanma]

Mm, no.
_{[ Girls are far, far too young for his tastes. Zura likes them aged. Bonus points if they have already been married and have lost their husbands. ]}

My duty is to clean out the filth that inhabits Japan.
An abandoned toilet, if you will, covered in crap— as if red bean paste had gone bad.

Underneath it all lies glistening ivory, but it is a task to clean. The job is rough and smelly, but if it gives those who are desperate a place of refuge, it is worth it.

_{[ he's referring to the toilet stall being a place of refuge for the desperate, but he guesses it can also mean Japan as a whole. ]}

[dishonorstudent]

Ha, that's quite a fancy way of sayin' you're just a janitor. Aren't you just contributing to the filth by bleedin' all over it? [ Nevermind that she caused that. ]

[bakudanma]

I am a janitor! A janitor that Edo needs!
_{[ god you just made his tone sound 200% more serious. ]}

Matoi-dono, what do you do when the tee-pee of law doesn't wipe the ass of justice?