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[When the screen turns on, it's to a very somber and serious-looking Masato. Not to say he doesn't ALWAYS look serious, but... well, it's more serious than usual.]

I... wanted to apologize to anyone I may have encountered while... incapacitated, at the prom this past weekend. I'm sure I wasn't the only one, but I deeply regret having behaved as I did, and for anyone I may have burdened or bothered, as I...

I don't quite... remember... what happened.

[He bows his head to the gear, then reaches over to turn it off. But before his hand can reach for the off switch, there's a sudden crash behind him. Masato tries to hurry and turn it off but just abandons it on the chair, where it's propped at just an angle to see his hotel room, and more specifically, the little egg in a light green cloth... egg-cosy of sorts? Along with various scraps of fabric and a small sewing kit with threads and pin cushion scattered on the floor.]

--Ah! The egg!

[His Karrablast is standing there, looking a little startled and entertained by his own mess. Masato just hurries over to scoop up the egg, examining it for any cracks. But it seems like it was just a gentle fall. There's an audible sigh of relief before Masato just picks it up, deciding to carry it back over to the couch with him... Only to notice that his gear never turned off. Then, deciding to just pretend none of this happened, he closes it completely to properly end the termination. You didn't see sewing stuff okay.]

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That makes sense now ...

[ Shou-chan had been saying strange things that evening. ]

I think that's been proved quite a few times already.

[As is the fact that he doesn't really care even if Hijirikawa would try to glare a hole into him.]

It's not like you did anything you might regret. At least not when I was watching.

More than enough, honestly.

[You can stop mocking him now ya jerk.]

No, even outside of your supervision, I don't think I did. I'd like to think I'm responsible enough to avoid trouble, even if inebriated.

...Ah. I see.

[It's a good thing you can't see how uncomfortable he looks right now, bro. He's honestly on the verge of going to check for tattoos.]

I doubt I have any tattoos of the sort.

Precisely. And... that is why we happened to burden you. I'm relieved to know at least two of you had managed to avoid it.

[ Who said he avoided it? Natsuki just has a very high tolerance for alcohol.

Very high. ]

Eh? But I drank some too?

-I don't know if it helps, but I was at the prom, and didn't hear anything about an incident involving you.

[That's helpful, right? A stranger not noticing anything?

And she's quite curious about that egg contraption there, but... How to politely ask.]

[Bro thinks you should go check for tattoos, man. It would be unfortunate if you discovered one one day out of the blue. Best to really check for them now.]

That doesn't sound 110% sure, man. I think you should go check just in case.

Well... Thank you. [What else is he even supposed to say? He's kind of relieved but he's not sure if he should be.]

I'm... glad to hear that I haven't done anything indecent in the presence of many.

...You did? Did you feel any bothered at all, Shinomiya?

[There's a soft sigh. This is just demeaning.]

I shall. I'd rather err on the side of caution.

Bothered?

....

---ah!

They should have added more apples.

[ Yes, of course, Natsuki. That was the problem. ]

Edited 2013-04-17 07:59 (UTC)

And I'm sure it will be proved in the future as well.

[Never.]

I don't know. You were pretty wasted.

[Shhh, he's just looking out for you. Really, he is.]

If you need any help getting a good look at the more hard to see areas, I'm a grade A tramp stamp inspector. Just throwing that out there.

[Masato isn't so sure about that...]

While I... appreciate the offer... I think a mirror will suffice.

[Masato just stares at his gear. What the crap, Natsuki.]

...That's all?

Hn.

Probably, knowing you.

[Augh why are we friends? OH WAIT.]

I'm sure I wasn't as bad as you're implying, Jinguji.

[ Eh? What? That's not it? ]

Maybe some oranges too. I love oranges.

[He just shakes his head.]

Not the actual taste of the punch, Shinomiya. But... I'm guessing, either you have a high tolerance of alcohol or you were lucky enough to avoid the punch that had been tampered with.

[Masato might not be, but Brosato is definitely sure of it. He's got your best interests at heart, truly. He really wouldn't want you walking around with a tramp stamp without you knowing about it.]

Suit yourself, but if you end up finding one in the future, don't come crying to me and saying you should've let me help.

No, no worry of that- But I hope you weren't hurt yourself.

[Unlikely, of course, but loosing memory like that didn't bode well, however he looked.]

I should probably be insulted by the fact that you always assume it's my fault, but since it's true I'm not.

[At least he's back to his usual self, right?]

It wasn't that bad on my scale, but I imagine you would think it was horrible.

I never blamed you, Jinguji. I just know you.

[Yes, he's okay with this. Even though it's going to be hostile in around twenty seconds.]

...Care to fill me in? Also knowing you, this means nothing good.

[He shakes his head.]

No, I... wasn't, fortunately.

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