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ajremixTitle: Name on the Move
Fandom: Bleach RP![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mercy_street_rp
Rating: G
Word Count: 358
Characters: Shinji, Lisa
In response to:mercystreetnote speed drabble (1st=10 minutes)
Summary: "What if"
Shinji looked at the report in front of him with a contemplative look. He let out a little ‘hrmmmm’ sound, eyeing the application and tilting it in various directions. Then turned it in various directions, jutted out his lower jaw and rubbed at his chin with a finger.
“And this isn’t a joke?” He asked at last. Lisa, sitting on his desk, gave him a look.
“Yeah. It’s a joke. He’s really a transvestite hobo that I thought would clean up nice. I want to see if you’d notice.”
Shinji looked closely at the paper and the photo that came with it. He laid it on his desk, fingers brushing the edges and he practically pressed his nose into it. “Well, he does clean up nice for a transvestite hobo.”
She rolled her eyes. “Well?” She asked. “What do you think?” Though she had an idea of what was going through his mind, watching as he folded the application.
“Ngh.”
“Ngh?” Lisa continued to watch and the folding quickly revealed itself to be a crude paper plane. Were it anyone else, she smack their hand and tell them to knock it off. As it was, Shinji probably remember more of what was on there from one reading than she did.
“And who was it that recommended him again?”
“No one.”
“No one?” He repeated loudly, looking up just in time to give himself a paper cut. “Ow, dammit!”
Lisa couldn’t help smirking. “No one. He managed to fine the application himself. Filled it out himself and got it sent straight up the chain. By himself.”
“By himself?” Shinji sat back, continuing to fold and leaving a slight smear of blood on one corner. In his eyes was a calculating light. “Somewhat clever, I suppose. Him being able to figure out who to get the form from and who to turn it in without anyone’s help.”
“That’s why I brought this to you.”
“Indeed.” He threw the little paper plane and whistled as it fluttered unsteadily to the couch, bumping its pointed nose against the leather. “Have someone find this ‘Toushirou Hitsugaya’. We may have an opening for him.”
Fandom: Bleach RP
mercy_street_rpRating: G
Word Count: 358
Characters: Shinji, Lisa
In response to:
mercystreetnote speed drabble (1st=10 minutes)Summary: "What if"
Shinji looked at the report in front of him with a contemplative look. He let out a little ‘hrmmmm’ sound, eyeing the application and tilting it in various directions. Then turned it in various directions, jutted out his lower jaw and rubbed at his chin with a finger.
“And this isn’t a joke?” He asked at last. Lisa, sitting on his desk, gave him a look.
“Yeah. It’s a joke. He’s really a transvestite hobo that I thought would clean up nice. I want to see if you’d notice.”
Shinji looked closely at the paper and the photo that came with it. He laid it on his desk, fingers brushing the edges and he practically pressed his nose into it. “Well, he does clean up nice for a transvestite hobo.”
She rolled her eyes. “Well?” She asked. “What do you think?” Though she had an idea of what was going through his mind, watching as he folded the application.
“Ngh.”
“Ngh?” Lisa continued to watch and the folding quickly revealed itself to be a crude paper plane. Were it anyone else, she smack their hand and tell them to knock it off. As it was, Shinji probably remember more of what was on there from one reading than she did.
“And who was it that recommended him again?”
“No one.”
“No one?” He repeated loudly, looking up just in time to give himself a paper cut. “Ow, dammit!”
Lisa couldn’t help smirking. “No one. He managed to fine the application himself. Filled it out himself and got it sent straight up the chain. By himself.”
“By himself?” Shinji sat back, continuing to fold and leaving a slight smear of blood on one corner. In his eyes was a calculating light. “Somewhat clever, I suppose. Him being able to figure out who to get the form from and who to turn it in without anyone’s help.”
“That’s why I brought this to you.”
“Indeed.” He threw the little paper plane and whistled as it fluttered unsteadily to the couch, bumping its pointed nose against the leather. “Have someone find this ‘Toushirou Hitsugaya’. We may have an opening for him.”
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Date: 2006-06-28 03:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-28 04:01 am (UTC)Robot Master fluff plz? *shot*
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Date: 2006-06-28 04:19 am (UTC)I'll be on tomorrow night, talk to me then ;-; I'll try to get you some RM fluff by then.
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Date: 2006-06-28 04:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-28 11:02 am (UTC)