Description: Remember, kids: Don't waste food.
Once again, Ren Kurosaki is on the prowl.
This time, the adventurous young Taiyo student has broken away from haunting the halls of Gedo High in favor of checking out Pacific High. Again, she has conveniently picked the best time of day to day in which to sneakily break away from her classes: lunch! And since she'd inconveniently forgotten to bring her lunch to school that day AND had no money, the only choice was to invade another school and try to steal lunch.
Because, you know, Ren doesn't want to make a poor impression on campus at Taiyo High.
Somewhere along the way she'd managed to get her hands on a blazer for Pacific High in some vain attempt to blend in. Vain, as not only is her skirt clearly not regulation Pacific uniform attire, but also because she left her big pink Taiyo bow on. But hey, Ren feels like she's fitting in.
"Wow, the food here is so amazing," she observes, holding a tray with an overabundance of food piled on. Assuming that she doesn't have to pay for this, the girl ambles away and tries to find a place to sit. Unfortunately, everyone in the cafeteria is looking pointedly at the less-than incognito young woman; fortunately, Ren doesn't seem to notice.
"I wonder if I can doggie bag this..? That would be so sweet."
A figure walks down the halls of Pacific High. People get out of her way, but the camera... the camera is following her.
Onlookers can even hear the guitar solo in their heads.
It's something in the way she moves. Her hair has bounce. Her... chest has bounce. She strides with purpose, red-gold hair trailing out behind her, pleather pants squeaking. Usually the Pacific University students keep to themselves, not bothering with the main campus. Of course, they're all usually business majors, things like that... people sent here to eventually take over Daddykins' wholesale candle import business or whatever back in the states. Not Cherry Aguirre. She's hear to learn to sing, to act, and to generally become famous on good looks and personality alone.
It makes her a singular figure. That, and her willingness to wander the halls singing. As far as she's concerned, life is a music video in which she is the star. As she strides to the cafeteria to get an afternoon snack, her contralto precedes her: "You lying so low in the weeds! I bet you gonna ambush me! You'd have me DOWN down down down down on my knees... now wouldn't you..."
She swings around the double doorway into the cafeteria, walking in and actually, ACTUALLY POSING in said doorway, flipping her hair over one eye. "Oooooh... barraCUda!"
WTF, Cherry. W. T. F.
And just when everyone thought that Ren stood out like a sore thumb--
Standing with her tray in hand, the waif-looking invader just wanders aimlessly around, trying to snag a decent seat to sit down at and enjoy her newfound banquet delights. But the cafeteria is full, and what tables with seats available seem to turn the girl down.
"Hey guys, remember me? I'm in your study hall? Let's eat together."
"No you aren't."
Then there was:
"Hey, I think we have physical education together, dudes. Let's chow together, bros."
"Uhh, you're a girl?"
Suffice to say, Ren's efforts prove in vain. So, standing with her tray in hand, the girl just makes a confused-face, yellow eyes peering around the room before, finally, she just shrugs. Then? Then she tries to eat her pile of food without hands. When in Rome..?
But even she's forced to stop when a sudden cry erupts from the doorway, causing the hungry Taiyo student to stop, look up and stare. Peering across the way at the redhead who arrives, Ren just pointedly stares at the Pacific High (or is that College? Does it matter??) diva before, slowly, she squints, absently chewing on a bit of food. Fortunately, she doesn't look like some horrible mess and managed to keep food off her face. Likely, it's from practice.
"So uhh, who are you supposed to be? Does this school have lunch hour entertainment?"
The Pacific students don't even blink. Well, that's wrong. They're used to it so MOST of them don't blink. A few do blink, because let's face it: these are mostly high school age American guys and Cherry is smokin' hot. There are a few catcalls and wolfwhistles from *those* types. Surprisingly enough, the redhead seems to accept them with... aplomb? *Enjoyment*? She raises one hand and waves, entirely with the Queen Elisabeth hand movement that implies she is receiving the love of her people. In her brain, she probably is.
Then someone speaks to her, and the Fighting Diva's head swivels around to take Ren in. Her gaze is interesting in its brief moment of total, detached neutrality: it's like the scanner of a laser copier going up and down, cataloging each body part and clothing choice from head to foot. Looking for even the TINIEST flaw. To her begrudging notice, Ren is actually pretty cute. The Pacific blazer looks good on her, anyway, though maybe not with that ski--
Wait a sec.
AHA.
Adopting a relaxed posture and wearing a thin, sardonic smile, Cherry leans a bit to the left and places a hand on her hip. "Oh yes. I do all parties and bar mitzvahs." There's a second while she lets that sink in, but she is quickly on the assault once again, pointing a finger in Ren's direction. "The jacket works with your hair, but uh... is this some sort of sorority hazing or something? Did you wake up at one of the other schools next to a guy whose name you don't remember?" A beat. "And... who had that skirt in his dresser?"
Damn! It was working so well until I fucked it up, the redhead berates herself internally.
The Taiyo girl blinks as a few catcalls erupt from around, her head slowly turning and peering thoughtfully in the general direction of the sounds. A few guys make a sour face as Ren pointedly stares, waving the girl with a 'look elsewhere, we're not calling YOU' sort of gesture. Naturally, she gets a little offended and puckers her mouth. It's otherwise shrugged off when she looks back at the Pacific diva.
And when she does, the older woman is actually sizing her up. Feeling just a little awkward for a moment, Ren glances to her food, briefly wishing she could have had a chance to really enjoy her cuisine before, cautiously, the girl peers up at the redhead. She looks a little confused.
"Hazing? Why would...nah," the girl explains, offering a too casual chortle. Shifting her weight from one heel to the other, the girl's Cheshire-like smile broadens as she turns, setting her tray down. Thereafter, one arm casually folds over her chest, the other confidently cupping her chin as she hoods her eyes. Whether Cherry's clever words actually registered within Ren is a question for the ages.
It's probably for the best.
"I'm a master of disguise." She likes to pretend, anyway. "Clearly, you've seen through my rouse. I've had everyone else here fooled!" Gesturing dramatically to their 'captive audience,' Ren chuckles, despite the boos and hisses and 'yeah we kind of did's and 'we're not idiots' that erupt.
But her finger cuts forward, right at Cherry.
"But not you!"
Dramatically, Ren grips the blazer and rips it off, revealing...just a Taiyo blouse. Somehow, the backpack on her back remains intact. It's like a tablecloth trick! In any case, Ren shoulders her backpack off.
"Clearly my plans are compromised, no thanks to your clever observation!"
Kicking up the remains of the now-torn-in-half Pacific blazer, the girl throws it at Cherry's face in an attempt to cause her a minor inconvenience before she hops around and tries to bolt for the nearest window. Unfortunately, cloth doesn't really toss well, and it winds up awkwardly sailing about.
"Away!!"
The words 'master of disguise' cause the redhead's brow to furrow in confusion. She was not expecting them. Cherry was thinking maybe... cutting remark in return? Then there's a few exchanges of witty retorts and everyone moves on, the world having been made a little bit snarkier. Perhaps she'd throw a punch; there's more than a few people in this town who'd do that. The 80's cartoon villain schtick actually has the Fighting Diva effectively poleaxed with confusion long enough for the blazer to settle on her head in a highly comical fashion. By the time Cherry actually seems to realize she's wearing a blazer on her head in a really unorthodox way, Ren has ample time to turn and start running.
"She really said 'away!'." A hand comes up, removing the blazer from Cherry's head, and slowly turning it over so the Diva can see the care tag.
50% Poly, 50% Cotton.
Her eyes narrow.
"HEY!" Cherry bellows, and with a singer/actress' voice she can really PROJECT; a few people near her actually scoot their chairs backwards in shock at it. This is good, because on reflex the young woman reaches down and snatches an orange off someone's tray. Unpeeled, thankfully. Why? Because she reaches back and baseball pitches it at Ren's retreating back. "GET BACK HERE."
COMBATSYS: Cherry has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Ren has joined the fight here.
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Cherry 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ren
COMBATSYS: Cherry successfully hits Ren with Thrown Object.
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Cherry 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Ren
Looking back briefly, Ren had honestly expected the redhead to instantly give chase, but...
"Ha ha, it worked," the girl observes aloud, smugly grinning to herself before she actually reaches around while running and gives herself a pat on the back. "Excellent. Ren, you are a /genius/."
But just when Ren reaches a window, she finds that it isn't as open as she'd expected. "Oh man, what the--" is her initial cry, yellow eyes widening before she furrows her brow. Meanwhile, from behind, Cherry finally gives pursuit, her loud voice carrying over the cafeteria and causing the tiny girl to wince lightly before she desperately struggles to open it. "Come on already! Don't do this to me!" She doesn't consider that, maybe, the window is latched.
Which works in Cherry's favor, as the orange sails and ultimately beans the poor Taiyo girl upside the head and causes her to reel sharply to one side and squeak. She recovers quickly enough and rubs her head, turning to face Cherry with a comically angry expression on her round face.
"That was a waste of orange!" she exclaims, gripping onto her bag.
"Well now I am forced to act!"
With her other hand she dips it into the pink backpack and produces a large piece of what appears to be heavy, folded steel. With a sudden snap of her arm to one side it unfolds, each 'segment' latching into place and forming a large ring of metal. Almost immediately the entirety of Pacific's cafeteria bumrush for the doors.
A few guys hang around. Why? Uhh, GIRL FIGHT?!
Darting forward, the girl hurriedly attempts to cover ground and quickly swing all thirty-five pounds of steel right at Cherry's side! "FOOOOORE!!" Fortunately, it's blunt.
COMBATSYS: Ren successfully hits Cherry with Quick Strike.
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Cherry 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Ren
She actually stopped. Well, and Cherry actually hit her with the orange. That wasn't expected at all. It leaves Cherry looking down at her open palm with a sudden look of amused surprise. That always works in the movies but this isn't exactly the movies, is it? Of course, the fact that the window is probably more responsible for her connecting than her actual *throw* does not move through her mind. This actually works in Ren's favor, however. Why? Because the redhead is distracted, for one. For two, hitting someone with an orange actually makes you think of him/her as less of a threat. That's how taunting works, after all.
"What, wha--" WHAM. The redhead doesn't dodge or deflect or anything because she's not really paying attention, and the metal ring slams into her side, handily knocking her head over heels and conveniently over a chair, tumbling to the floor in a heap. It must be nicely satisfying for the Taiyo student to get revenge (either for herself or for the orange), for sure!
Then Cherry stands back up.
"Oh, that is IT!" the Diva shouts, whipping her head around in a swirl of red hair. "I don't care if you freaks from the local schools come in here, but you oughtta MIND YOUR FREAKIN' MANNERS!" she bellows, swinging the chair she just fell over right at Ren in a nice, ungainly, barbaric arc. Oh dear.
COMBATSYS: Ren parries Cherry's Random Weapon!
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Cherry 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Ren
In a way, it was very satisfying for Ren to smack the older woman and send her stumbling! She got revenge for that poor orange. Justice, even. Yes, Ren would sleep well tonight knowing full well that the orange which had been unfairly used as a blunt weapon against her was avenged. In fact, the girl grabs onto her steel hoop a bit tighter as she turns, scampering away from the now-felled Cherry toward the cast orange. There, she picks it up, dusts it off and observes it closely.
But then the Diva cries out and gets back onto her feet.
"Wha--??"
Seconds later, there's a chair coming RIGHT for Ren's head.
The ring is quick to be brought up from the girl's side and placed in between Ren and Cherry and her vicious chair, the orange otherwise dropped to the ground as she uses both hands to support the weapon. And once the chair is intercepted, the girl twists her arms and shoves, shooing it away with a small "yaaagh!" Then she briefly hops backwards and lands in a slight crouch.
"I have plenty of manners, I'll have you know!" the Taiyo student barks, waving her ring at the redhead Diva. "Besides, you were the one who threw the orange at my head!" The fingers holding the ring twitch slightly before the ring suddenly erupts with fiery pink chi energy. "So I think Pacific needs to learn some manners!"
Reeling her arm back, the girl then launches the chi-laced hoop free of her hands, the weapon and energy intent on buzzsawing its way at Cherry before it ricochets and flies back into her grasp, trailed by energy cherry blossoms. How girly. "HOOYAH!"
COMBATSYS: Ren successfully hits Cherry with Hanagumori EX.
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Cherry 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Ren
Cherry was not expecting the girl to actually have the combat acuity to pull off what she just did. The huge-ass metal ring should have been her first clue that this was a mistake, because Ren is not exactly Huge Muscle Amazon and that damn thing looks heavy. It ALSO knocked Cherry clean over, although the Diva is topheavy so that is not as big an accomplishment as it sounds. But nevertheless the Pacific student raises an eyebrow in surprise -- and grudging respect -- as the girl's huge-ass ring deflects the chair into the distance and then comes sailing at her like a giant saw blade. Glowing with PINK CHERRY BLOSSOMS OH MY GOD.
"You've got to be kidd--"
The redhead didn't put in enough effort... and Ren's throw is damned fast, all the more so because she has the advantage of surprise and momentum. Cherry tries too late to throw herself to the side and instead gets a big ole ring toss right in the stomach, sending her flying over a table. Apparently, it's the Diva's day to play with the furniture. However, she gets subtle revenge: food on trays left behind goes flying everywhere as the Boise Brawler tumbles over the table. Spilled soup! Imperiled pasta! OH, THE LUNCHALITY!
But where is Cherry?
Oh yeah... in the air, aiming an axe kick right at Ren's shoulders. An axe kick that is ON FIRE. Cherry looks sort of distressed, which happens when you hit somebody really hard a couple of times.
COMBATSYS: Cherry successfully hits Ren with Cherry on Top.
- Power hit! -
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Cherry 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Ren
Sending Cherry again over furniture brings another sense of smug satisfaction to Ren. Yeah, that's the ticket! Show that no-manners Pacific student who is the boss here! Maybe she'll get a bit of respect--and a free pass to eat lunch here whenever she wants because this place has some awesome food. She ponders this to herself as the ring sails back and ultimately returns to the girl's surprisingly non-Amazonian grip. How does she manage to swing it around??
But just when all things seemed in poor Ren's favor, Cherry goes and ruins her fun! Trying to swing her ring around and block her face from being kicked in WITH FIRE the woman's axe kick slams into the girl, sending her folding to the ground like a deck of cards. When Ren hits, it's with a loud, squishy THWUMP. A low groan slowly bleeds from the girl, along with a muffled "owowwww."
"Oh that is IT!" the girl manages somewhere in there, hopping back to her feet with her ring in hand. Grasping it tightly, she lunges in and attempts to narrow the gap between her and Cherry, delivering three swipes--at her knees, a swing at her thighs and a swing at her chest before she twists the hoop and holds it aloft. Icy chi suddenly erupts around it, the ring blazing white before she brings it down in a sudden snap, attempting to cleave it down the center of her chest with a sudden and chilling burst of energy. "FOR THE LUNCH YOU RUINED!"
COMBATSYS: Cherry endures Ren's Shimobashira.
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Oh no. We ain't playing hobby horse with the lunch tables a third time, no sir. Once she lands on the ground, wisps of dragonflame evaporating around her leg as she drops back into stance, Cherry sets her feet *down*. She can already feel *something* dripping down the back of her leather pants that is going to be a pain and a half later on, and this is not making her very hospitable to Fighting Schoolgirls of All Nations. Never mind the fact that what she APPEARS to be going on about is the wasting of food, which to the Fighting Diva is entirely confusing. "What is your deal with the food?" the redhead asks, halfway taunting and halfway outright curious. "It's school soup, not a freakin' demitasse made by an Iron Chef! You might as well complain about wasting turpentine!"
A few lunch ladies give Cherry a SERIOUS frown, from behind the counter where they are watching this.
Of course by then Ren is swinging at her which isn't cool, really, except that it kinda is with the icy chi and all. ANYHOW. Using every ounce of strength at her disposal, Cherry bravely sets off to weather the storm! Or put alternatively, like the rampaging stupid American she is she barrels on through with little to no regard for personal harm. The upside for Ren is that each blow slams home with impressive force, hitting the redhead with every ounce of the Taiyo girl's intended strength. The downside is that it utterly fails to stop her forward momentum; if anything, Cherry is twisting with each blow so that they drive her CLOSER to Ren rather than farther.
"Maybe an eating disorder?" the redhead asks, suddenly inside Ren's guard and lashing out with a hand. If she can get a grip, Cherry *tugs* forward to send Ren off balance... and then lashes out with a flurry of hand strikes to the stomach and chest at blinding speed before slamming out with one final palm strike to send *her* flipping over a table for a change!
COMBATSYS: Cherry successfully hits Ren with Wild Cherry.
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"I-I'm just hungry," is Ren's response as she pulls herself to her feet. "Is that a CRIME?" Pausing, the girl makes a face before she puckers her lips and adds, "Besides, the lunch at Taiyo isn't all that great and I left my bento at home." Give poor Ren a break here!
Not that she seems eager or willing to look for a break. Instead, the waif girl comes charging, icy chi and all as she slams the ring repeatedly before blasting the buxom Diva with a chilling burst that's likely to make a few of the guys sitting around happy. Wink wink nudge nudge. But the redhead isn't being pushed away. Hey, wait. She's getting closer?
"I do not!" she argues, seconds before she's thrown off balance and slammed repeatedly before flipped over a table like a five-three one-hundred and three pound rag doll. She hits and makes a light 'OUAGH' sound. Something like that.
"Uhhrgh, I can taste my lunch," she rambles aloud to herself, sitting upright before she shakes her head a bit. Furrowing her brows, she tries to regain focus before she grins, taking her steel hoop in hand. "I just really REALLY like food, okay??"
Hopping up, the girl flips in midair, body twisting before she snaps her arm outwards. The hoop is sent sailing, to again ricochet off of Cherry's stomach should it land! "Is that a CRIME!?" It actually sounds less scathing and more genuinely curious.
COMBATSYS: Cherry parries Ren's Medium Fling!
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There's a ringing metallic sound as, against all logic, the ring toss (HA HA! PUNS!) flies expertly through the air and is, with snakebite speed, snapped out of the air by Cherry like Miyagi catching a fly with chopsticks. The redhead gets one triumphant, "haHA!" moment of gotchaness while the momentum lasts... and then her body realizes that even a fighter's strength isn't going to hold that bad boy up in the air after that throw with one hand for more than a few seconds, And indeed, Ren's briefly captured weapon starts to sag, slamming into the ground with another metallic *CLANG!*. Momentarily discomfited, the redhead leans forward, pressing her palm down onto it, her face an impassive mask of 'I meant to do that'.
Holding one hand out, to the side, she shrugs nonchalantly. "I think eating is only a crime if you're Heidi Klum or Callista Flockhart," Cherry rambles on absently, green eyes turning skyward in faux contemplation as she lets that joke sink in, still leaning on the ring. Turning her head back down, however, she grins. "Now... theft, impersonation, and assault with a deadly, uh..." There's a pause, and she points downward with her free hand; "...whatever the hell this thing is, those are crimes."
Unexpectedly, she stands up and whips her hand forward, trying to roll the ring back to Ren on its side like a stray quarter. Not intending to hit her with it, just trying to give it BACK. "Of course, if you really did eat the lunch here, that's probably punishment enough for one lifetime." She glances over her shoulder at the cluster of Pacific students -- rich bitch American kids to a man -- watching the fight with interest, then back at Ren. "You'd think snobs like these would get better food. Maybe the smart ones just order in."
COMBATSYS: Cherry takes no action.
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Cherry 1/----===/=======|=======\====---\1 Ren
"H-hey that's mine!" the girl exclaims, wagging a finger as Cherry Miyagi-fly-snaps her ring out of the air. Flailing briefly, she seems panicked and uncertain as to what her next action should be, yellow eyes wide and frantic. But when the ring falls out of Cherry's grasps the girl offers a small, sly little grin, a hand reaching up to clutch at her chin as she softly chortles. Yeah, that's right! Ren is definitely stronger than she appears!
Maybe..?
Anyway, the girl just squints a bit as the older woman leans on her ring and hoards it, having likely expected it to come back to her by now after Cherry politely gave it up. But obviously Ren's magical imagination world isn't reality. At least she agrees that eating isn't a crime. There are some bonus points for her there!
"It's what it is!" she argues back, flailing a bit before she scrambles forward and retrieves the now-rolling steel ring across the cafeteria floor. Once it's in her hands she exhales, clearly pleased to have her beloved weapon in hand once more. "oh yuugao i missed you," she quietly tells it. At least she isn't petting it.
"Is the food here really /that/ bad?" the girl outwardly wonders, peering toward a nearby tray. Squinting, she ponders Cherry's words before she just grins, "I thought it was pretty good! But then I'm told I can eat the worst food ever and still consider it fine cuisine. Something like that." Leaning on her ring now, the girl takes a moment to catch her breath before she squints and awkwardly asks:
"So uhh, am I not in trouble then?"
COMBATSYS: Ren takes no action.
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Cherry 1/----===/=======|=======\====---\1 Ren
The admission from Ren that she has a cast-iron stomach that can tolerate even the most terrible of lunch bread induces a pure ._. face from Cherry, who quite clearly looks like she can't believe what she's hearing. Is this kid for real? Her fighting skill is for real, that's for sure; underneath all that tight clothing, the Diva is bruised in a number of places that will be tender for days, this much is clear. "I, uh..." There's a pause, Cherry bringing a finger up and scratching her cheek in consternation briefly. "To be perfectly honest I don't even have a good comeback for that. Well played, ring girl... well played."
The Pacific students are starting to disperse, now that the fight looks like it's breaking up. One of them even boos, because nobody's shirt got ripped open. This is a mistake, because Cherry's head whips around at speed to give him a glare that silences the heckler *immediately*.
Turning back to Ren, the Fighting Diva shrugs her shoulders and reaches behind her to dust... something off her ass and upper thigh. "If you think this stuff is 'pretty good' I have to wonder what the hell's going on at *your* school. Dickensian gruel line? Soylent green?" Wiping her hand on the table with a faint 'ew!' look, she then waves Ren off with the same hand. "Anyhow like I said, if *this* stuff is good to you you're clearly insane with hunger and can't be held responsible, so I guess you're not in trouble. Well, not with *me* anyway."
Well played? Well that brings a smile to the girl's face, a genuine expression of delight before the girl shits her weight from one foot to the next and waves a hand. "Well, what can I say??" Ren replies, eyes drawing shut as she postures her waif body a bit. Nothing, apparently; she doesn't offer anything more than that, which ultimately leads to a brief moment of awkward silence.
Well, except for the boos. Ren's face just gets all puzzled, but Cherry puts a stop to that easily enough.
"Uh, well," Ren offers, tapping a finger against her chin thoughtfully. "I mean the food there isn't /that/ bad I guess...but I was tired of eating cafeteria food at my own school so I thought I'd go out to lunch. I think we're allowed to do that." Shrugging her thin shoulders, Ren just smiles innocently and lifts her heavy ring up. Without really thinking she snaps her wrist and lets the thing collapse once more into four segments, which easily fold together before she stuffs the thing away in her backpack.
"What's Soylent green, anyway? Is it jello? Because I love jello.
"Oh, really? I'm not? Hey that's great!" Cheerful and exuberant, Ren hops into the air and waves her arms before she turns, unlatching the window without really thinking about it (unlike the last time) and sliding it up. Climbing halfway out of it, she pauses briefly before she looks back and offers with a broad smile:
"Thanks for the fight. You're pretty strong, ma'am! We'll have to trade blows again sometime!"
And so, with her 'kind words,' the girl pushes off and leaps out!
Well not without shout back, distantly:
"ren kurosaki, awaaaay~"
COMBATSYS: Ren has left the fight here.
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Log created on 20:50:50 01/30/2009 by Cherry, and last modified on 12:10:44 01/31/2009.