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[voice] A stormy question

[Hello Luceti, is the nice little ice storm distracting you from post-Valentine's woes? Don't worry, here's a grumpy marine asking questions to painfully reminds you all.]

Seeing as we're all stuck inside -- [Once again, an usually feminine voice from Smoker's journal account.] -- I've got a question for everyone affected by the event.

Are there normally lines you won't cross in relationships that the Malnosso seem to cross for you? Or do they seem to take those into consideration instead? Since they seem to know us pretty well, it begs the question whether they're using our weaknesses, or if it's completely random.

And if anyone needs help out there in the storm, let me know. This weather is good practice.

[ooc: and feel free to threadjump like the dickens. It might be the only time Smoker keeps quieter than not, seeing as he's a girl now.]

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Yay~ Smoker-san is going to come for a visit~♥

No. Just for that, I won't.

And I'm not Smoker.

Aw. :( Now I'm sad♥

[And the heart is a broken heart.]

More lies? Besides, I nearly gave you a heart attack over refusing to wear a shirt, you think that will be less in person?

[Yes he totally snuck in a pun there.]

[that is a terrible pun. lmao]

Only a liar can tell another liar apart.

And I think Ayumu-san would make you put on a shirt before you came in. I'll be fine.

[Ikr?]

Do you really want me to come that much?

Who's Ayumu?

I like it when Smoker-san comes to play♥ Saizou likes it, too. Ayumu-san is our housekeeper and friend. She is scary when she wants to be. Especially when it comes to the kitchen. Don't go in there. It's her territory.

Fine, I'll come over, but I'm bringing my jitte and just my jacket.

And I'm not Smoker.

Then what do I call you? I have to know who to tell Ayumu-san to look out for.

Oh fuck it, just call me Smoker. I'll zip up, but I'm not wearing a shirt.

I knew it was you♥

Whatever. Trying to be something else never works out well for me.

Yes, stealth is better left to ninjas.

I prefer straight forward justice.

[Starts heading over there, hopefully the journal won't get too wet.]

[lulz when/if Smoker gets there, Okita's confined to his room and not allowed to talk for too long since he's sick, but he will still see him.]

If such a thing could always be used, the world would be a better place.

[That's okay, Smoker sucks at long interactions anyway :|]

I find there are very few places it can't be.

[cool beans]

I wish my world were as straightforward as yours. We can only march forward under the banner of truth and hope we are right.

That's more straightforward than mine.

[Rare bit of honesty, ruined by a knock at the door and a drenched female Smoker standing there. Presumably bedroom door? He snuck in like a ninja through the rest so as not to disturb Ayumu, because since when does Smoker not do things like "borrow" his bff's ships without asking. Yup.]

[Souji is coughing, so it's probably easy to tell which room is his. He looks up when he hears the knock and tries to sit up, setting the journal aside. ]

Come in.

[Comes on in. He's a short and ridiculously busty. Still smoking though, and hesitant if that's really okay with Okita's lungs.

Have a quiet wave. He's so talkative.]

[Hello boobs. Souji waves and smiles, trying to be polite about the cigar smoke. It's not as bad as Hijikata's smoking, but he hasn't had to put up with that for years now.]

Hello, Smoker-san. You make a very pretty woman.

[Annoyed scowl.] So they keep telling me.

Why is it men are strong and women are supposed to be pretty? [Smoker calls both genders strong as a compliment it should be noted. And then yells at Tashigi to get stronger... yup.]

Men are handsome, women are pretty, both can be strong though. [Or so he thinks. He lives with Ayumu, he knows how strong and scary women can be. Souji motions to a chair placed a mid-way distance away.]

Would you like to sit?

[Nods.]

Thanks. Should I open a window, or put these out? [He's going to take Okita's word on the adjectives since he'd know better than Smoker anyway.]

I wouldn't want to inconvenience you.

[He's much better after all and the smoke is...well, it's heavy, but nothing he isn't used to at home.]

How have you been, Smoker-san?

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