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.// Fujisaki Chihiro ►► SHSL Programmer ([personal profile] notbinary) wrote in [community profile] afterliving2013-10-23 01:48 pm

002 Bytes || action + texting as usual

Option A - [Action/Text] > Marco-san

[Chihiro is waiting in the computer lab he's turned into the Computer Club (which is basically just him at this point) for Marco to arrive, ready to teach the other boy about computers and programming and stuff. He realizes this may be a struggle, but he's ready to do it! For... Marco-san at least. Marco was one of the first people he met here after all, and he's strong and confident and Chihiro ...admires that. Right now, Chihiro is sitting at the computer he's moved to the teacher's desk, typing away, his ALTEREGO programme up on the projector screen, helping him out with his work as they wait. After a few minutes, Chihiro pauses and grabs his phone;]

Marco-san! I'm in Computer Lab 2B waiting for you, we can go to Kendo after our lesson! ~ヾ(^∇^)

Option B - [Action/Text] > Ishimaru-kun

[While Chihiro... mostly ignored school in favor of working at his Super Duper High School Level Talent, he couldn't lie to Ishimaru about it... especially when they were roommates. And obviously, Ishimaru hadn't approved, so Chihiro was stuck in the library after school today-- this time away from the computers at one of the tables, his school things laid out neatly. He'd even gotten there early, not wanting to be lectured again! Chihiro still has his phone though, so he texts;]

I'm in the library, Ishimaru-kun!
You didn't have to be so mean this morning though... p(´⌒`。q)
You're scary when you lecture! You should be a teacher!
Or a policeman... ༼ ༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ༽
I'm sorry........ °(ಗдಗ。)°.


Option C - [Action] > Open

[More often than not, Chihiro can be found in the gym at nine or ten at night (despite what happened last time, but we don't talk about that,) wearing his gym uniform (Chihiro how do you do that?) and exercising alone. He doesn't get too far with it, especially with no one to help him, but he's always exhausted afterward. Tonight it seems he's given up early, looking miserable as he sits on a bench to drink his water, gasping and sweating just from the tiny weights he'd been lifting. He pulls his track jacket on to keep from shivering as his sweat chills, and lets out a mousy, sad little noise.]

I-It's no use...

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