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[omawariji]

“W-what are you eating…?”

Hungry/Starving Sentence Starters // Accepting

“Hm?” Even as a supposedly properly functioning adult male, there were plenty of times that Keiji rolled over in bed to opt for just a few more minutes in bed as opposed to getting up and accepting that a new day had begun. While those days came along far less nowadays ever since he started at Blackwood University, they certainly weren’t completely a thing of the past. Today just so happened to be one of those days, Keiji mentally calculating how much time he had to just grab a quick coffee before starting on his first round of the academic buildings while starting on the first part of his breakfast on the go. He wasn’t quite ready to see a student this early, but something about the fact that it was Sou in front of him made it a little okay. Probably that expression that was a mixture of horrified and nauseated that was playing out on the other’s face. His own fault for trying to prod the bull this early in the day, or something like that. He took one last little sip from his somewhat small portion. 

“It’s an egg.” More specifically a raw egg that he had just gone ahead and stuck a straw straight through. Maybe he needed to invest in one of those to go cups or something, normally he’d just crack a bunch of them into a cup and then just drink them all down in one go, but he wasn’t about to just bring a glass cup outside with him for the day. Of course, he wasn’t expecting just about anyone to go about eating raw eggs for breakfast, but the egg was a perfect little thing to start the day… or something like that. Just for Sou though, he’d pretend like Sou was being the weird one. 

“What’s with the face? Don’t you know that an egg’s good for protein? Or maybe that’s just not one of those things that’s commonly in your cup noodle diet?” 

[hoshizowa]

[ text; ] what would happen if i just, like, downed seven five-hour energies. does that equal 35 hours of energy

[ txt ] :: consider urself invited to me and nico’s science experiment[ txt ] :: i’m gonna get like 20 at the store 2day :3[ txt ] :: i can get some for u too if u want ???[ txt ] :: for science !!!!

[sleepyxscholar]

‘ i smell like beef ’

( x )

“Fascinating.” 

Linhardt really had no idea what to say in response to such a statement. Sure, he had dealt with statements lacking of any substance such as this one in tenfold, living with Caspar, but most of the time he could hum in acknowledgment or simply ignore his friend. That was how their relationship worked. 

He had already tried ignoring this man, for the first ten minutes they’d been stuck in the elevator in Blackwood’s central building. He’d contemplated sitting down and trying to nap, but the dirty floors had him thinking otherwise. Though, as time dragged on, they became more and more appealing… 

And then, the beef comment. 

Although his response was entirely dismissive and sounding devoid of interest, Linhardt found his gaze wandering to the other male. And slowly, he leaned closer and sniffed. 

The entire event was awkward. Linhardt said nothing after.

It wasn’t until the elevator was fixed and they were exiting that Linhardt caught the eye of the other, and a slight nod was gifted.

“You do,” he said feigning disinterest. Part of him really wanted to know why. He cleared his throat, tilting his head to the side curiously, “smell like beef, that is.”

[liescore]

☯: Here, have a hug from my muse.

   ❝ there you are, erengyl !! i’ve been looking everywhere for you ! ❞

 HE recognizes the figures backside as his new ‘friend’ instantly, bright eyes brimming with excitement as he enters the room. perhaps it wasn’t exactly an extensive search as he had made it sound, but he didn’t need to know that. all that was important is that he’s found him – because he had an idea only erengyl could accomplish. a certain prank he has in mind requires a very specific item – && while he does know another inventor of sorts, he isn’t keen on asking her for help if he doesn’t have to.

 before he has the chance to turn around for a greeting, ouma quickly approaches him from behind, && sets down the plastic stool he had been carrying under his arm solely for this purpose. after successfully climbing atop it, arms slip around his companions shoulders in a loose hug, smile innocent && tone enthusiastic.

  ❝ i need a favor ! can you make me a cool prosthetic arm ?! you can, right ? right, right ?! c’mon, pretty please ? i need it for something ! don’t worry about the reason ! just know it’s super important ! ❞

Send me a Symbol | ☯: Here, have a hug from my muse.

[omawariji]

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Yet Another Symbol Meme 💢 - snarl/growl at my muse.

There were a lot of things that Keiji could excuse – being alive on this planet for almost thirty years at this point sure gave him the revelation that a lot of things didn’t actually really matter in the grand scheme of things rather early on in his life. Not a lot of things mattered so much to him when he had worked in a field where seeing all the bits of humanity that people liked to pretend didn’t exist was commonplace. Numbing yourself to some of that was almost a necessity in his field and maybe he had been a little hurried along when a certain incident still throbbed dully in his head from time to time. Keiji knew a threat when he heard one though and while he liked to consider his relationship with Sou Hiyori – no, his real name was something else, wasn’t it? – to be at least a little amicable, this friendly campus policeman had to draw some lines in the sand when their sometimes antagonistic relationship was starting to veer close to subjects he would rather not let others know about. 

“You’re a bit of a troublemaker, aren’t you kiddo?” He joked, humorless chuckle in the back of his throat. For someone he called a kid, he was acutely aware of just how sharp Sou was and just how skilled the other was. Gauging the level of danger there was happened to be a skill of Keiji’s and while he was pretty sure that whatever records still remained in his employee file were sealed, nothing as was ever as secure as people liked to think they were. Especially not from someone with Sou’s particular skill set – people always remained a variable in most situations and this was one where he would like to eliminate as many as those as possible.

“That’s intent, isn’t it? You’re pretty bold to be saying that outright to me, especially when I’m supposed to be the so called victim of this crime then, right?” Threatening people wasn’t something he liked to do, but as much as he liked to minimize what Sou could do, this was pretty serious. “I don’t mind brushing past whatever old things you’ve done, what’s in the past is in the past, don’t you think? But you better keep your wits about you if you’re gonna go through with that. There’s only so much that I’ll excuse and you wouldn’t want to find out the limits of acceptable tomfoolery for mister friendly campus policeman, isn’t that right, Shin?” 

[omawariji]

“ kind words cost nothing. ”

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Nao was a bit of an odd student, though something Keiji quickly learned both from his time as an officer and his time as campus security here was that ‘regular’ was anything but. Helping her find that precious photograph of her beloved professor had been anything but boring, but at least that seemed to cement him as a good person in her eyes? It was enough for her to take his joke that her doing a portrait of him as thanks seriously and now here they were in this situation. In particular, just a large canvas painting of his tired mug in her hands that she was presenting to him with a wide smile.  

More so when he made the mistake of jokingly asking if she had given it a title and received that rather grand title. Still, she put in a lot of work into this and some embarrassment wasn’t something that came up much nowadays, but… well, something about this painting reminded him just a little bit of how she had gone to fashion that portrait of that professor of hers… Keiji was a little overwhelmed, to say the least.

“Gee, I’ve never had anyone actually paint a portrait of me, wahaha…” And such a large one too, Keiji wasn’t the type of guy to really keep things like photographs either. Where was he going to put this? Would it even fit in his car? Those were questions he would tackle later himself. “This is a really nice one though… thanks Miss Nao. I’ll treasure it, promise.” 

[omawariji]

12, 20 and 23?

Ask Your Friendly Campus Policeman // Accepting

12. Name something that you like that you’re embarrassed about. 

“Not surprised that’s your first question, you planning on using that information somewhere? I’m too old to be embarrassed about things I like, but guess what doesn’t ‘fit my image’ per se is that your friendly campus policeman likes something sweet once in a while. You know, the stuff that would hurt that sensitive tummy of yours.” 

20. At what age do you feel that you stopped being a child and “grew up”?

“When you get your first ‘career job’, you’ll stop feeling like a wee child just a little bit. Don’t worry, that’ll happen soon for you. Hopefully, anyway… No, but jokes aside, don’t feel in any rush to ‘grow up’. You’re already taking your sweet time, so keep at that and do it properly. Take care of yourself and make decisions that you can stand with later when you’re a ‘proper adult’ and all. That’s all the advice I’ve got in this noggin’ of mine for now.” 

23. What’s your reputation with the people around you. Do they like you? Dislike you? Why?

“Isn’t that more of a question for you? Think I’ve already got an idea of how you’d already answer though, wahaha.” 

[omawariji]

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Yet Another Symbol Meme ☂️ - shelter my muse.

Really nice of that passing rain front to just remain squarely on this area for the last couple of days. The concern about some of the storm drains flooding had really made directing traffic for student and staff parking a real pain in the ass, and Keiji couldn’t say that he was entirely against buying out one of the lots at a nearby store for overflow parking. Of course, that just added some extra time for his hourly rounds during the day and night since there was that extra chunk of land to make his way over to before coming back onto campus. At least he could take a bit longer on a new route to get over there, passing by a couple of benches and doing a bit of a double take when he saw a figure just sitting on one of them. He wasn’t the type of guy to use an umbrella when he could just put on his rain poncho and walk around like that, but he still had a small one tucked in his pocket just in case. Maybe this guy could use that. 

“…you’ll get sick if you keep sitting there.” Tugging free the folded umbrella from his pockets and opening it, he just extended it out for the other to take. He could find another one… or get another free one from the school, that wasn’t a big deal. “Of course, you’re welcome to stay out here with it if you want too, wahaha. You kiddos can be a little weird, but hey, at least let your friendly campus policeman give you something for the rain at least. ”