Post by Jaguarman on May 23, 2019 6:31:10 GMT
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❝
he really did have a complex, didn't he?[attr="class","aodmain"]
It's night time in Ikekuburo; the time of night, in fact, where the street lights are on, and every night-time business is open; some less savory than others. It's always bustling here or there; a trade in an alley for something highly illegal. A gang of very... patriotic villains showing their distaste in foreigners. And of course, the less than legal streetwalkers.
[break][break]
Welcome to Ikekuburo. At least, on the eastern portion of it.
[break][break]
Raikan Nekozawa was walking alone, as he often did. Yahiko had a date again. Well, date was censoring itself a little, but with some muscle-head. Of course he always seemed to and was never home, causing worry. Benjiro was worrisome, but he was probably fine; the brother could take care of himself; though hopefully, he wasn't dead somewhere again. And then, there was Kazuo. Wherever he was.
[break][break]
The blonde alley-cat continued to walk on, carefully moving one foot in front of the other as he did, his eyes looking forward as his hands dipped into his slacks. His shirt sat open, if one could call it a shirt even, for two reasons; intimidation, and because he didn't really have a 'shirt' that fit him anywhere. This was more of a vest, but the sleeves had been torn off for whatever reason. Though it was a pleasant sight for onlookers. Some girls would pass by and give a giggle as they would wave. Raikan often passed them off.
[break][break]
Not his type. Well, maybe they were, but the smell of cheap perfume never really did anything for his nose. This was the problem with having an effeminate brother who happened to smell nice; it ruined every other sense when the smell was not so nice, and this place reeked of unsavory stench. Maybe that's why he preferred guys... no fabricated smells? Or was it just that cuteness he liked? A question he'd rather not ponder. That was a question with an answer he didn't want to think about. Instead, he looked on as a crowd of people seemed to congest around something. Raikan, being the tall cat boy he was, would quickly look over their heads, and noticed the peculiar sight.
[break][break]
A jester? A clown? Whichever it was, there was this cute aspect that had the cat boy smiling well before he realized what it was. It was a magic show. He found himself staring.
[break][break]
Maybe he could have some fun too. Clearly, Yahiko, Benjiro, and Kazuo had to be tonight. Maybe he could stop being the doting older brother by five seconds or so, and just let loose. He waited patiently in awe. Maybe to talk to this magician. Cuter, definitely easy on the eyes, and-
[break][break]
Crap. He really did have a complex, didn't he?
It's night time in Ikekuburo; the time of night, in fact, where the street lights are on, and every night-time business is open; some less savory than others. It's always bustling here or there; a trade in an alley for something highly illegal. A gang of very... patriotic villains showing their distaste in foreigners. And of course, the less than legal streetwalkers.
[break][break]
Welcome to Ikekuburo. At least, on the eastern portion of it.
[break][break]
Raikan Nekozawa was walking alone, as he often did. Yahiko had a date again. Well, date was censoring itself a little, but with some muscle-head. Of course he always seemed to and was never home, causing worry. Benjiro was worrisome, but he was probably fine; the brother could take care of himself; though hopefully, he wasn't dead somewhere again. And then, there was Kazuo. Wherever he was.
[break][break]
The blonde alley-cat continued to walk on, carefully moving one foot in front of the other as he did, his eyes looking forward as his hands dipped into his slacks. His shirt sat open, if one could call it a shirt even, for two reasons; intimidation, and because he didn't really have a 'shirt' that fit him anywhere. This was more of a vest, but the sleeves had been torn off for whatever reason. Though it was a pleasant sight for onlookers. Some girls would pass by and give a giggle as they would wave. Raikan often passed them off.
[break][break]
Not his type. Well, maybe they were, but the smell of cheap perfume never really did anything for his nose. This was the problem with having an effeminate brother who happened to smell nice; it ruined every other sense when the smell was not so nice, and this place reeked of unsavory stench. Maybe that's why he preferred guys... no fabricated smells? Or was it just that cuteness he liked? A question he'd rather not ponder. That was a question with an answer he didn't want to think about. Instead, he looked on as a crowd of people seemed to congest around something. Raikan, being the tall cat boy he was, would quickly look over their heads, and noticed the peculiar sight.
[break][break]
A jester? A clown? Whichever it was, there was this cute aspect that had the cat boy smiling well before he realized what it was. It was a magic show. He found himself staring.
[break][break]
Maybe he could have some fun too. Clearly, Yahiko, Benjiro, and Kazuo had to be tonight. Maybe he could stop being the doting older brother by five seconds or so, and just let loose. He waited patiently in awe. Maybe to talk to this magician. Cuter, definitely easy on the eyes, and-
[break][break]
Crap. He really did have a complex, didn't he?
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