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Hmmmm you're??? Ah! Hey Yasuhiro-san you're too!

Out of all the girls besides Mo....I mean forget it! Tehehehehe

Out of most people in that school Makoto felt that this girl was the one that could help him cause some despair probably.

Well it's worth a shot.

You know.....don't tell this to anyone but I missed you very much.......I'm glad you're alive.

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Type A, Type B, Type C(eles)

His head ached as he sat up in the bed the next morning. He didn't remember feeling awful before bed but he certainly did after. Attempting to take a step out of bed, Kiyotaka felt dizzy, sitting back down and keeping his bright red eyes closed, then sun was not helping his headache and...

wait a moment...

Weren't his blinds CLOSED when he went to bed? Why were they open now? And come to think of it, what had that shadowy image of blackness been in the room that night? He assumed it was his mind playing tricks, it was nobody, surely.

But what else could have made him feel so wretched?

#vampireceles #queenludenberg

If You Go To A Manor On The Edge of Town... | {Celestia Ludenberg ; Closed}

you might find the young gambler we knew so well. Or, perhaps, didn't know at all. The porch of her home held the boots of a young man, a hall monitor who didn't have a hall left to monitor.

Meeting with the one behind your own death was frankly unheard of (and impossible under normal circumstances) but this was far from normal.

Forgiving the one behind your own death was even more unheard of. Yet, that was what Kiyotaka Ishimaru had planned to do. His knuckles met the door to her home once, twice, thrice. The knocks echoed around the area until all he heard was silence. He wondered if she got many visitors, living so far away. Certainly Yamada-kun must visit her, but he hoped, just a little, that she was alone.

And, preferably, didn't own a hammer.

#ic post #queenludenberg

Bloody and Beaten

Knock, knock.

... It was well in to the evening, but suddenly, someone seemed to be knocking at Celestia's door. And who was it? Of all people, it was... Yamada.

The one person who wouldn't normally show up at the Gambler's door had shown up. Why? Well... there was a good reason, really.

Rubbing his eyes, Hifumi could barely see.

With his glasses smashed by Hiyoko, the fat man had been wandering for hours-- unable to really see where he was going. It was... by pure chance that he ended up at Celes' apartment. And good lord, did he look like a wreck.

He was no longer bleeding (but he did have some blood on him), but he looked even worse than after Hiyoko had dealt with him. ... After all, how easy do you think it is for someone who can't see to run in to some thugs? Here's the answer-- it's amazingly easy. It's incredible he's still alive, really! But... here he is, barely able to stand, looming in front of Celes' door.

Pl... please open...

He quietly muttered to himself. ... Hifumi knew that Celes was probably the last person who could help him, but... he found himself here, so...

It was worth a shot.

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shslsorrysorrysorry, queenludenberg and fivestarmommasboy started following you.

"Ah,...Tsumiki-san and Hanamura-san!", Nanami exclaimed, while smiling slightly. It has been a while since she met some of her classmates gathered together. "How are you... doing?"

She nearly overlooked the other student standing there. The girl seemed nearly like a doll to her; the way she was dressed told that she had something for gothic lolita fashion. She had to think a bit about how to react.

"Excuse me, but... who are you?"

#shslsorrysorrysorry #queenludenberg #fivestarmommasboy #{I can't write starters}#{What are starters}