#nagisa01

[odorokimasu-blog]

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             Standing at a street crossing, the sword would tilt his head at a post just before a crossing. Pressing a curious button several times Tsurumaru would furrow his brow. The small sign above it, indicating what seemed to be a figure of a person and an arrow pointing in the direction one would cross to reach the other side of the road. How... perplexing. After having been around a few weeks the crane had thought he had exhausted all if not most of the surprises the metropolis had to offer, yet it seemed he was wrong. Honestly how did he get around without ever using a pedestrian crossing.

             "Just what is this contraption? And what purpose does it serve?" Help this poor old man.

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02. The Fast & Furious [Nagisa]

He hadn't bothered to really get to know any of Iwatobi's club members--In fact, for the most part Sousuke ensured he avoided crossing paths with them wherever possible. It's not that he harboured any particular dislike towards the group (Nanase's a different story) he just didn't feel compelled to extend a hand of friendship to any of them. In his defence, he'd had greater concerns weighing on his mind in his last year of high school.

Still, he was familiar enough with the group to be able to recognise their voices if it rang out in a crowd. Seriously, how many times had he swam against the current of their goofy team chanting! An avid fan of computer games, and happening by an arcade with not much else to occupy his free time (and no Rin in sight) the swimmer strolled into the building in search of something to distract his mind from being stuck here.

That's when he first noticed him -- well, heard him actually, that second year who liked to shove Nitori around. The hyper blond seemed to have just won against another teen on one of the speed racing simulators, and was being incredibly loud about his victory. He's not sure what force of nature spurred the action, but the next thing he knew he'd walked over and was holding up two silver tokens at the younger rival.

"How about I be your next opponent?"

[theroyalhousecat-blog]

"Don’t mind me, I just like making new friends!"

"What a coincidence! Me too!"

It wasn’t often that Jaspers had strangers act so friendly to him— he has his spectral appearance to blame— so it’s something to appreciate when Nagisa wanders up like he does. With a bright smile, he provides his newfound company with a courteous little bow, one tentacle bracing his hat so it doesn’t just topple off. “I am jaspers,” He starts, righting himself and dropping the tendril— but never dropping his own special brand of affability. “And it is very nice to meet you! Whats your name?”