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[tenka cannot come out and play, he's grounded for putting wasabi on sousei's toothbrush--

Okay, no, Sousei wasn't expecting visitors, but he can set his book aside and make his way to the door, answering it simply.

...]

...Do you need something?

[That is a face he does not know at all.]

_{[ oh. This is not his friend. Not his friend at all. Did something happen to Tenka? Did he turn into some shmuck without telling Katsura? He's worried, but doesn't make it obvious.

Zura has a box in his arms, and his long back hair is in a ponytail.
He clears his throat. ]}

Excuse me. Do you have a moment for your Lord and Savior, Elizabeth-sama?

_{[ wait shitshit wrong thing to say-- ]}

I'm selling cookies for a good cause. Would that interest you this afternoon, sir?

_{[ Ah yes. ]}

[...........................

what the fuck]

No.

[And he closes the door.

Or tries to.

Please don't let him get away.]

_{[ OH GOD HE IS ONE OF THOSE STUCK UP TYPES ISN'T HE.
Katsura asserts a foot into the door before it can completely shut and owowow-- but he doesn't flinch. ]}

I prepared them all by hand. I beg of you. It goes for a good cause.

[Shit. The guy managed to keep the door open NOW WHAT......

Balefully, Sousei slowly opens the door again, eyes slightly narrowed.]

...What cause is there even here to raise money for?

_{[ We don't know. Nobody knows. It's a difference story at each apartment he makes his stop at. His mind is playing roulette to try and decide which excuse to use this time:
L*ssie, Come Home!
Handcuffed to the Toilet Incident
He*di of the Alps
Grandmother is Dying
My House Burned to the Ground While Cooking Curry
I'm Sick, Please Herpes Me

But he finally settles on this: ]}

—I need money so I can buy the last remaining Ooey-Gooey Ball so I may summon its dragon to resurrect my friend by wishing. It's at a pawn shop.

_{[ CONSIDER IT SOLD. ]}

Edited 2015-04-04 00:26 (UTC)

[Slowly, Sousei blinks. But as little as there was in that entire sentence that he understood, he does understand when someone is being a pest.

really, really well.

He's used to this.]

You are wasting my time. Who are you, and why are you here? [YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY COOKIES, BRO]

Ah. I'm Katsura. My favorite food is soba, and I have good habits such as refilling the tee-pee when I use the last of it without being asked.

Here, let me show you some identification to ease your worry.

_{[ he sets the box down, WHICH IS FILLED WITH COOKIES TYVM, and Sousei can see that as the lid isn't closed. He pulls out from his haori sleeve a rolled up poster and opens it up:
*** WANTED ***
KATSURA KOTAROU
IF YOU SEE THIS MAN, HE IS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.
PLEASE REPORT ANY SIGHTINGS TO THE POLICE.

— SHINSENGUMI, SPECIAL POLICE FORCE
followed by a rather impressive reward and a mugshot of him.

Katsura tips his head to his shoulder before rolling the poster back up and putting it in his sleeve. ]}

—Would you want cookies? You can look at them if you want.

Edited 2015-04-04 00:43 (UTC)

[....... Kat...sura... right, Tenka's...friend. Sousei thinks he recalls Tenka bringing Katsura up once. But--

Then there's a wanted poster right in front of his face.

Sousei slowly stares at it. And blinks. And slowly arches an eyebrow.]

... I am a captain of a force committed to defending my country from threats. Were you aware of this fact?

[HE DOESN'T WANT YOUR COOKIES...... he's starting to wonder if he should try to arrest you, honestly, not buy your cookies.......]

_{[ OH MY GOD. OH MY GODDD???? ]}

_{[ The next previous icons convey Katsura's inner thoughts.
Which went a little something like:

W-What. It's my identification. Why does he feel this need to arrest me— ]}

_{[ I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING ILLEGAL HERE.
YET.
I DON'T THINK???? ]}

_{[ Well, there was that incident that involved stealing people's CYBuddies.. Their adorable paws. I couldn't resist. ]}

_{[ NO, CRAP. CRAAAAAP. WAS THAT IT? WAS IT THE PAWS? STEALING SOMEBODY ELSE'S PAWS. HOW DID HE FOUND OUT ABOUT THAT???
I RETURNED THEM. ALL OF THEM. ]}

_{[ EVEN THE LITTLE ONE WITH THE TINY FEET. IT WAS DIFFICULT, BUT I DID. ]}

_{[ PLAY IT SMOOTH, KOTAROU. YOU CAN GET THROUGH THIS. OFFICERS DON'T GOT ANYTHING ON YOU.
YOU'VE GOT THIS— JUST LIKE A REAL MAIN CHARACTER AND NOT A SUPPORTING CHARACTER THAT DOESN'T GET HALF AS MUCH MERCHANDISE AS HE DESERVES. ]}

_{[ His voice jumps an octave: ]}

Good afternoon, kind sir. I'm selling cookies for the girl scouts.
Do you mind helping me graduate to my next badge?

_{[ PERFECTION. ]}

[Patiently, he waits.

And waits.

And waits.

And then less patiently, he waits, fingers clutching the doorframe more tightly.

The pay-off is not worth it. Not. At. All.]

You are a terrible criminal. [A vague huff.] It is not my job to take you in, so respect for your friendship with Tenka, I will leave you be so long as you do not commit any crimes.

[...]

No, I do not want your cookies.

[...]

Still.

[amazing]

_{[ SAVED BY THE BROTHERHOOD. ]}

—They are really cute cookies, Officer-dono. You won't be disappointed.
_{[ sweating,,,,,,
still not sure how he found out about that CYBuddies incident. ]}

[Yeah, you should sweat.

Sousei's expression has not budged.

Slowly, he looks at the cookies.]

... [no, he thinks he knows what he can do with said cookies, actually, now that you mention it. But he can also tell that Katsura is speaking nonsense, so--]

What did you say your cause was?

It's so help my graduate to my next badge, sir~
_{[ curtsies ...
god that was gross. ]}

Though part of it goes to diabetes awareness.
_{[ he just makes this up as he goes along--
wait, selling sweets for diabetes awareness? ]}

[........... god that was gross

he moves to shut the door again. This is too much for him.]

No.

[TOO MUCH]

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