03 - False Advertising

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[Izaya's on a mission today. He's walking towards the Libary, bucket in one hand, comm in the other. It's not all that interesting until a few moments later when he puts up a network post.]

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Hey~! Does anyone feel like playing a game? <3

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[saferoleplay.livejournal.com]

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Oh just a few board games I got from the closets.

If you have any suggestions though, I'd love to hear~

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[saferoleplay.livejournal.com]

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The Library on the first floor~

Look for the fuzzy jacket. www

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[saferoleplay.livejournal.com]

[Aaand Nepeta is in fact bursting into the library, almost as soon as the text is sent. Her head whipped from one side to the other, looking for the promised fuzzy jacket.]

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[No lie, Izaya had definitely not been expecting that. Or rather, he had not been expecting the doors to suddenly open with such vigor. He and his fuzzy jacket are then inclined to go investigate!

And since the troll he sees isn't recognizable to him, he takes a stab in the dark.]

Nepeta?

For all intents and purposes, unless it changes. Let's assume they're action.

[saferoleplay.livejournal.com]

[She was kind of like that. Spastic a little bit. The troll turned towards the man speaking her name and grinned. This was mere seconds before she launched through the air in a pounce. Fortunately, she hadn't spotted the bucket yet. Kind of taboo in troll culture.]

Hi!

That is perfectly fine with me~

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[Had Izaya not already been well trained in being aware of random objects being thrown at his person, this could have ended poorly. Thankfully since Nepeta is obviously smaller than, oh let's say a vending machine, he is able to more or less catch her. More or less.]

H-hey~

You keep the cat motif in real life too, huh? It's cute.

Yay!

[saferoleplay.livejournal.com]

[Nepeta was rather fortunately smaller than a vending machine. Insinuate that and she might have to assume you were calling her fat or something. The woman hung in his grasp, grinning like a maniac. Usually her pounces caught people unawares. Usually.]

You are Izaya? Hi! What game are we going to play again?

Huh? Oh! I guess so. I'm-

[Nepeta's eyes had however, like the other trolls, focused on the bucket. Her face became a bright red coloring. Eyes widened.] What is that doing out?!