Post by Avice Locke on Nov 11, 2016 8:08:52 GMT
At the store she picked up some exclusive orders she pre-made for some merchandise on some newer obsessions she was into. This season was a decent one for anime compared to last season. She kept a log on what was coming up and what needed to be looked into. She even got into these mystery box subscriptions. She might be getting a bit crazy with her little ticks. spending about $600 a month she might be able to afford a better apartment. She spat out her frayed tooth pick as she clomped up the steps. It was early in the morning and she was about to head to bed. still she was able to make it in time for early morning shop openings and releases so she was content. You wont be able to tell the difference between her content face and her pissed off one so that is probably what scares people the most.
Between the man at the store and the waking neighbor next door who looked at her while trying not to shit their pants. She was incredibly tall and indeed a brutal woman. The air around her was exuding the feeling that struck weak knees in the weak men. Ah, forget kindly smiles... then she looks like a psycho killer. Maybe she was like Sawako from Kimi ni Todoke, the thought made her actually smile. and just as one of her neighbors were passing her. The color left his face which actually made her laugh. He pressed himself against the wall allowing her to pass. Before he left he did the polite Japanese thing and bowed apologizing.
"Saru!" She shooed him with her hand and just as she said so he left. She used her key to enter her room and see the already crowded shelves. She even got a third book shelf which still had enough room for her new things and will keep her until next season... maybe she should get a bigger place. Or just start hold back on her obsessive otaku purchases. Tooth picks are one thing but this was a much bigger problem.
With out another thought she would shut her door, lock it, switch on the only light in the room, and dig through her new toys and open the boxes while sitting on her Totoro bed. With her useful spare knife cutting all the tape and assembling the figures on their stands she would sit cross legged lining them up in front of her. Seeing the 4 new figures of men in colorful prison attire her mouth twitched a grin. Nanbaka was just her kind of comedy and she felt these guys touch on her deep obsession especially number twenty-five Nico. The full episodes are not even out yet and she can't get enough of it. She touched their heads for really no reason except they were there.
What more can she do with these things? Really though... They stood on stands on shelves and collected dust. They were really pretty to look at too, which I guess is more than she can say for herself. Primogen Brujah scary to boot because she needed to be and always enjoyed wanting to strike fear. Still something about the things she considered pretty really held a nice place in her heart.
Fatigue took over her body as the sun was indeed coming up. She did not even bother with putting the figures away actually after she took off her boots she arranged them closer to the head of her mat and got under the covers so they would be the last things she looked at while drifting to sleep.
Between the man at the store and the waking neighbor next door who looked at her while trying not to shit their pants. She was incredibly tall and indeed a brutal woman. The air around her was exuding the feeling that struck weak knees in the weak men. Ah, forget kindly smiles... then she looks like a psycho killer. Maybe she was like Sawako from Kimi ni Todoke, the thought made her actually smile. and just as one of her neighbors were passing her. The color left his face which actually made her laugh. He pressed himself against the wall allowing her to pass. Before he left he did the polite Japanese thing and bowed apologizing.
"Saru!" She shooed him with her hand and just as she said so he left. She used her key to enter her room and see the already crowded shelves. She even got a third book shelf which still had enough room for her new things and will keep her until next season... maybe she should get a bigger place. Or just start hold back on her obsessive otaku purchases. Tooth picks are one thing but this was a much bigger problem.
With out another thought she would shut her door, lock it, switch on the only light in the room, and dig through her new toys and open the boxes while sitting on her Totoro bed. With her useful spare knife cutting all the tape and assembling the figures on their stands she would sit cross legged lining them up in front of her. Seeing the 4 new figures of men in colorful prison attire her mouth twitched a grin. Nanbaka was just her kind of comedy and she felt these guys touch on her deep obsession especially number twenty-five Nico. The full episodes are not even out yet and she can't get enough of it. She touched their heads for really no reason except they were there.
What more can she do with these things? Really though... They stood on stands on shelves and collected dust. They were really pretty to look at too, which I guess is more than she can say for herself. Primogen Brujah scary to boot because she needed to be and always enjoyed wanting to strike fear. Still something about the things she considered pretty really held a nice place in her heart.
Fatigue took over her body as the sun was indeed coming up. She did not even bother with putting the figures away actually after she took off her boots she arranged them closer to the head of her mat and got under the covers so they would be the last things she looked at while drifting to sleep.
