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So, the talking hat (which was somehow more intimidating than a talking fridge) had placed Satou in Ravenclaw. The trouble was,he had no idea what that meant, and the bizarre little bug-eyed big-eared creatures he'd seen scuttling around unnerved him too much to try and ask.
He had, however, taken Kurama's promise of free room and board to heart, and a bit of wandering had lead him to the Great Hall, which happened to have a modest buffet laid out. Jackpot! Before anyone could tell him he couldn't, he took a plate and began piling on fish and chips (mostly fish).
That was the board part seen to. Now he needed to sort out the room.
He had, however, taken Kurama's promise of free room and board to heart, and a bit of wandering had lead him to the Great Hall, which happened to have a modest buffet laid out. Jackpot! Before anyone could tell him he couldn't, he took a plate and began piling on fish and chips (mostly fish).
That was the board part seen to. Now he needed to sort out the room.
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Date: 2009-03-09 05:24 pm (UTC)- damn. She didn't want to deal with the rest of them again.
"That sounds terrible. How did you find out about this?"
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Date: 2009-03-09 07:27 pm (UTC)He didn't mention the drugs he was on at the time.
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Date: 2009-03-09 07:55 pm (UTC)"Have you told anyone else?" she asked, not quite genre-savvy enough to know how much that question made her sound like a conspirator herself.
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Date: 2009-03-09 08:52 pm (UTC)Unity was, unfortunately, about to make the embarrassment worse. It wasn't her fault. There were rules for conversation, and the usual response to learning someone's occupation happened to be one she knew.
"That sounds interesting. What kind of games do you create?"
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Date: 2009-03-09 08:54 pm (UTC)"Certainly not a hentai game! I'm certainly not some pervert making eroges for other sickos! Ha, ha, why would you think that? Ha, that's ridiculous, really."
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Date: 2009-03-10 04:58 pm (UTC)Yes, that was entirely sincere.
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Date: 2009-03-10 05:01 pm (UTC)"You're making fun of me, aren't you?"
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