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Well... that'll teach me to lose my journal. You would think I'd have kept better track of it, but it looks so much like all the other books I had lying about. I really should return some of those. [He pauses for a bit as if looking around the room.] Oh well.

Looking back on what you've all done, you've certainly been busy! And now, at least, I know where the music has been coming from. More of you need to dance. It's so cute.

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[IF ELLIPSES COULD BE AUDIBLE THEY WOULD BE RIGHT NOW]

...There are limits to what a man can be ordered to do.

It's not an order really.

[If smiles were audible, you'd hear him being a smug little bastard right about now.]

Although it could be.

[And not for the first time, Susumu is questioning the wisdom of using the whole leader thing to keep Okita alive. If he was going to come back anyway...]

Okita-san, in this instance I must politely refuse.

[Buuuuu, you're no fun, Susumu. :( Okita will just have to troll you later on like he did with Sokka.]

I suppose that is your choice, Yamazaki-san.

Unfortunate though. You really are a good dancer.

[Troll away if you like, he's not dancing. ~~willingly~~]

I wouldn't know. I've never tried.

[ufufufufu. UUUFUFUFUFUFUFU.]

Then you should try!

[NOT LISTENING NOT LISTENING]

...I don't think that would be appropriate. [And he really, really doesn't want to.]

[YOU CANNOT IGNORE THE TRUTH, SUSUMU.]

Why not? I'll dance with you!

[YOU JUST WATCH HIM]

Samurai aren't supposed to dance either!

[You're making it very difficult to keep his cool.]

[OKITA WILL DRIVE THE TRUTH INTO YOU LIKE A POINTED BLA--that sounds terrifying, never mind orz]

But I'm a samurai.

And I dance.

Are you sure?

[So long as it doesn't sound sexual. orz]

...I imagine you would qualify as a category all on your own.

[Souji's a creeper, but not like that. :( ]

Pfft, always so witty, Yamazaki-san.

[A pun like that would fly right over Susumu's head anyway.]

Less wit than an admittance of the truth.

[Okita would pretend it flew over his head and then make inappropriate jabs at the person until the end of time.]

Then thank you~ I like being apart from the rest.

[He really is a demon D|]

Hm.

...Just don't open the journal around me.

[Yeah, pretty much. :c ]

Ooooh....is that how it works?

[....OH GOD DID HE JUST- SDJKFHSDJF

..Okay. Okay. Informant, he's the informant. He's supposed to share this sort of stuff with his leader. Just act natural.]

That's my understanding, yes.

[WHY YES HE DID.]

I see~ Well, thank you for letting me know.

[FFFFFFUUUUU-

brb leaving the apartment and NEVER COMING BACK]

[He'll find you wherever you are, Susumu. You can't hide from your troll superior!]

[AAAAHHHHH YOU BASTARD HE'LL GO INTO THE MOUNTAINS AND CROSS THE DESERT AND NOT COME BACK EVER okay so he's just in the ceiling. Don't ask how he got up there, you're really better off not knowing.]

[....fffffff. In the ceiling. Well, you have to come down sometime for food and the bathroom. He can wait. He's very patient.]

[So can Susumu, he does this for a living. EVENTUALLY OKITA WILL HAVE TO SLEEP. Then he can come down. Totally. He'll wait.]

[Does he? Does he really? MAYBE HE'S A SLEEPLESS DEMO--no, okay, he will sleep eventually, but if he'll probably lay traps everywhere so the second Susumu moves around the apartment, he'll trigger the journals. Or something. He's horrid.]

[Wait... wait... wait... okay, he seems pretty asleep by now. Very silently, Susumu creeps down from the ceiling, taking care not to make a single sound as he drops down onto the chair that-]

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