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giving it a try :> drawing some monster girls if you wanna watch.

He was happy to do his part.

However, the weeks following Hive City's branch of JPs official opening were rather quiet. Hibiki didn't imagine that JPs would have the same influence or size in Hive City of course, but as the weeks went on and the other branches began to fill up with members -- he found that the work in the Administrative Branch piled up and up and often times, the only thing to accompany all this paperwork was the quiet sound of two pens hitting paper.

Even now, all that resounded in the large work space was the sound of Hibiki's pen and Yamato's pen hitting the files repeatedly. While Yamato did his work without a single stop, Hibiki would tap fingertips against the desk or swing his legs, often times find his gaze lingering from paperwork to the Chief that didn't sit too far from him. After repeated actions, Hibiki eventually moved from his seat and shifted over to kneel besides Yamato's desk, tilting his head curiously and watching him work.

". . ."

"Chief. I want to ask you something."

Hibiki had something nagging at the back of his mind for a few days now and at first he thought to try and let it pass, he was worrying for nothing. But when push came to shove, he wanted to hear Yamato's thoughts on this. The Chief's views were always. . .quite interesting, even if their views didn't always mesh up or were at odds, he still wanted to hear what he might think.

There was nothing wrong about staying here, is what Hibiki thought at first when the weather took a turn for the worse. But as the days dragged on, he realized that the longer they were rooted in this house, the worse their circumstances would undoubtedly become. He made a point to bundle up, taking a bag from his room -- though sparsely used -- and filling it with things he felt one would need if they were to venture into subzero temperatures. That was the easy part in all of this, the harder part was just arriving. He mused on this as he knocked on the door to Yamato's room, waiting a few moments before pushing the door open.

The room was dimly lit, and his eyes strained until they adjusted. Afterwards, Hibiki headed over to the Chief of JPs, hard at work as always. He tried for his attention, leaning down to the eye level from where Yamato sat, and he spoke in a serious tone. Though he kept his gaze for the most part, near the end, his blue eyes averted as he thought how Daichi, Fumi, how everyone must have been fairing in this weather.

Hibiki's own hands were practically like icicles, frozen to the touch and completely numb. 

❝It was a dare that I’m suppose to tell you, I don’t understand your disgust at all, Shijima.❞ Closes your eyes.

Don't you dare close my eyes when I'm looking at you mister.

"A dare?! What are you... Five?! Are you gunna play seven minutes in heaven next? Or what about spin the bottle, huh?" 

This coming from the guy who went for the same kind of dare. 

"Kid stuff.. You're kinda lame, chief..."

i thought it was SUPER pointy demonspanker i prefer that ship

i sense a ship war

twobitheroics replied to your post “i ship you with pointy demonspanker”

jack mcswordface. beautiful

SQUINTS WITH MY MERIT EYES. ❝…………..❞

pop off chief i've got so many merits at this point gimme your dokis

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