Yuffie Kisaragi (
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interstellar55552016-02-05 06:41 am
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I'll tell you all how the story ends
Who: Ghost Quest kids and all those who want to see them.
What: So as it turns out, going against the label might've been a bad move. Who knew, right?
When: Feb 3rd and after
Where: Pride HQ
Warnings: Talk of torture, aftermath of violence, aftermath of brainwashing, dudes there's some dark stuff.
For the past three days, the troublemakers and ghost helpers of Pride Records were kept locked away from their friends and their bands.
As far as everyone else knew, they were just gone. And then they were back.
They are all worse for wear, some far more than others and some much more mentally than physically, but they are all returned to their penthouses, finally, at the end of their ordeals.
But, at least they're back. Somewhat in one piece. For the most part.
What: So as it turns out, going against the label might've been a bad move. Who knew, right?
When: Feb 3rd and after
Where: Pride HQ
Warnings: Talk of torture, aftermath of violence, aftermath of brainwashing, dudes there's some dark stuff.
For the past three days, the troublemakers and ghost helpers of Pride Records were kept locked away from their friends and their bands.
As far as everyone else knew, they were just gone. And then they were back.
They are all worse for wear, some far more than others and some much more mentally than physically, but they are all returned to their penthouses, finally, at the end of their ordeals.
But, at least they're back. Somewhat in one piece. For the most part.
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[Sucks to be leaning on him, because Terry is falling dramatically backwards to lay down with a heavy sigh. As if eating pizza is ever a chore.]
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She glares at him.
And then moves to sit beside him crosslegged and still clearly pouting.]
Okay. Aaaand. Sent.
[More glaring.]
One no olive pizza. On it's way to the penthouse.
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Thanks, Yuffie.
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[She flicks him in the nose, mostly because there is only so smug she is willing to let anyone be, even if she does like him a whole lot.
That done Yuffie set about petting at his hair affectionately, using the hand without her ring so it wont catch, and texting the front desk to bring it up to the penthouse once it's here with the other hand.
Being a rockstar has to be good for something, right?
When that's done, she pauses and then speaks again.]
Thanks, too.