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Post by Utaku Hisui on Jan 30, 2018 17:31:40 GMT -5
Hisui laughs. Loud, unhindered. Like a weight off her shoulders. How had she not seen it? How was she so blind to that, when she'd been so careful in spotting their other similarities?
Now, if only her top wasn't so fitted that her chest bounced merrily with her laughter.
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Post by Ichiro Priya on Jan 30, 2018 17:41:01 GMT -5
Priya smiles at the laughter, turning her eyes away from the somewhat enticing sight of a woman that she is still a little mad at. Why were older women so hot? School is a kamidamn curse
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Jan 30, 2018 18:41:29 GMT -5
Hisui eventually manages to find the strength to stifle the laugh. However, her smile is beaming, unreserved, and unrestrained. Of the three others in the gym, only Akane would have any idea how beautiful that smile could be. And the Unicorn only seems barely aware of it.
"Well, if it's any consolation, our mutual friend has a greater tendency to think of herself than I did at her age. She'll have no trouble avoiding my mistakes," she says, though she's sure the insight is unwanted.
She returns to her workout. There is still wincing, still discomfort. However, there's also levity there, an ease that wasn't present before. As if the emotional pain was gone, and only the aching of muscles that hadn't been used to their fullest was all that remained.
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Post by Hida Kumataro on Jan 30, 2018 19:43:10 GMT -5
Kumataro saw he was being ignored and shrugged. He was used to it at this point. He went back to lifting weights.
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Jan 30, 2018 19:46:47 GMT -5
"And thank you as well, Hida-san. I often forget how useful it is to hear the earthy wisdom of the Crab." She smiles, both friendly and apologetic for being so distracted.
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Post by Hida Kumataro on Jan 30, 2018 19:47:55 GMT -5
Kumataro chuckled as he did his bicep curls.
"Hey, don't mention it, Utaku-san. I ain't the best at advice, but I try."
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Jan 30, 2018 20:14:29 GMT -5
"Well, no worse than me," Akane said, finally speaking up after a page or two, "I kinda was just standing here and nodding at what y'all were saying. Heck, I'm the last person to ask about hiding things."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Jan 30, 2018 20:15:44 GMT -5
"You, Akane-chan? I don't think you've ever hidden anything, other than a few cupcakes hidden in your mouth."
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Jan 30, 2018 20:20:14 GMT -5
"And that's never worked; Someone asks me a question or something and cupcake really makes you sound funny when you talk~" she answered with a wistful sigh of disappointment.
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Jan 30, 2018 20:26:59 GMT -5
Hisui chuckles. She can see that, even if she can't quite remember witnessing it.
Eventually, she switches. She moves to another machine, one closer to the group. She'd worked one area enough, so it was time to move on to another one. She didn't want to strain her body too much, not until she had a more definitive answer from the Mirumoto doctor. Why she chose one meant to work her chest and shoulders is a question best left for someone else to ponder.
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