#ulsterhero

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to piss off that biker gang. And maaaybe it wasn’t that funny to paint on their bikes with some ugly pastell colors. (Well not funny ot them, for Kokichi, it honestly was still hilarious). However, now he was on the run from some angry dudes. But to his luck, he could escape into some alley, and there he found a strong looking guy, that wasn’t pissed off at him yet.

Then he’d ran across Sanzo.

Exactly how that had led to the two of them on a volleyball field, opposite a somewhat creep-looking black-and-white bear and a blue-haired guy about his own age. In fact, Cloud was fairly certain that Sanzo wouldn’t have agreed to this any more than Cloud would have.

And yet, here they were, and Cloud had a volleyball tucked under one arm. At least he was still wearing the same clothes. Sometimes you never knew what to expect when these things happened.

Must have been a Sunday. Except that Friday had seemed more like Sunday... oh, well.

“First, I think we should establish some ground rules. If you guys can think of anything...”

Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

Of course, without looking, he immediately put his younger self in a headlock, his flat expression never changing.

Welcome back, Lancer!

You’ll be housed in Apartment 308!

You’ll retain everything you had previously.

Whoops, missed this one, too. Dropped!

Noted for you!

SEND ‘!!’ AND I’LL WRITE A PARA DESCRIPTION OF YOUR MUSE ( NOT ACCEPTING ! )