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kifu_archiveSince I'm online, I'm opening the chatroom early for the American leg.
As ever, invite yourself to 'blindgo' or ping 'phoenixboyuk' for an invite.
As ever, invite yourself to 'blindgo' or ping 'phoenixboyuk' for an invite.
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Saturday, September 13th, 2008 03:43 am (UTC)"Er," Shindou grappled in the face of the cyclone that was Touya's rage. "This isn't what it looks like."
"Oh?" Touya allowed. "So, you're not rejecting the game of your soul from which you have sworn to me, in blood, you would never deviate again? For something manufactured by Hasbro?"
The Risk board seemed entirely too incriminating at that point, especially considering the fierce land war currently being waged in Western Europe. "Er."
"Don't bother," Touya snapped. "I can't even look at you right now."
With that, he stomped away, Shindou scrabbling up and fast on Touya's heels.
"I claim the whipped boy's African nations!" Waya called into the stunned pause, and Isumi swept Shindou's abandoned bottles and chips out of the way before Waya toppled them while reaching across the board.
"Sworn in blood?" Yashiro with part alarm, part intrigued, and reached for the dice.
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