“I stopped asking that a long time ago. Why it happens is neither here nor there, most importantly what can we do about it? Right now, we can’t do much, it’s out of our control,” Kota says.
OOC: Class starting soon. Expect little to no replies for an hour.
Keeony:" Then call him or Natalie."
Natalie leans on him and closes her eyes, tears coming down.
Soshi’s eyes go to brown “I don’t have numbers.” She walks up to set “You guys okay?”
Kota sings softly to her. He doesn’t try to stop her crying. It’s frustrating that something beyond our control just happens. It’s a natural reaction. I don’t blame her.
OOC: who is she saying it to?
OOC Natalie as Vokota is busy
OOC: I kinda personally retconned the “on set, off set” stuff as it’s kinda unimmersive and anti-climactic.
Natalie:" Where did you come from?"
Kota growls, holding Toko close.
Heather:" That sounds nice." She said grinning.
Paul stands up, and takes their plates into the kitchen. “She really is amazing.” He whispers to himself.
OOC: New RP this weekend!!!
Soshi “From the interconnection of Toko.”
OOC I gtg sry. Woodwork and next class.
Kota looks at Toko for confirmation.
Toko was resting on his lap, not noticing Soshi.
Heather:" What did you have in mind?"
Kota pets her, taking the claim with a grain of salt.
“Hmm, let’s see… there is a bakery around here.” Paul says leaning on the doorway. Im about to choke in this ■■■■■… he thinks as his tail flicks back and forth.
Heather:" That sounds nice."
“Alright, give me a second.” Paul says ripping off his nice ■■■■■ to revel a blue ■■■■■ with a few faint oil stains. “Much better.” He says happily