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[militia]

[See Shuri. See Shuri walk. See Shuri with a shopping list a long list of things just for him. Go Shuri, go. There's something furry and pink nesting in his hair, but he just doesn't seem to notice.

It seems as though he's got a little stowaway!]

[ooc; notakor will be epic threadjacking!]

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[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[Ramirez has actually gone outside today. Possibly to get away from how ridiculous his journal has gotten, possibly just because he has gotten gradually more and more restless ever since being returned to this place. Either way, he passes by Shuri while they are going their separate ways and...doesn't actually seem to pay him any mind as he just keeps walking without paying the sight any heed whatsoever.

But then a few steps later he calls out:]

There's something in your hair.

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[Shuri's sidetracked. The boy isn't too focused on the world around him, he's just wandering through his own thoughts. It's not surprising that rather than a very well spoken, intelligent response to the stranger he simply responds with a]

Huh?

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[At that, he stops in his tracks and turns around to face him.

And again, slowly, as if he thought Shuri didn't properly hear him the first time:]

Something. In your hair. Or are you meaning to carry around some sort of pink animal on your head?

[fyulong]

[Oh, man, now you've spoiled the surprise! Not that it wasn't going to happen eventually. Mikage sits up a little on Shuri's head and "pya"s in greeting. Hello, angry-looking fellow!]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

There's nothing on my head.

[ AH WHAT IS THIS. Mikage's going to get grabbed and held out at arms length, a very baffled Shuri attempting to muster up the brain power to give him a dirty look.]

How... Why... [ B| ]

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[What. Weird animal thing, he is in a fantastic mood. What on earth made you think otherwise. :| But Ramirez just continues to watch the exchange with a mild sort of interest.]

It seems harmless. Though it looks as though having a companion wasn't your intent.

[fyulong]

[I don't know, maybe your face 8| Mikage twists and squirms in Shuri's grasp, then blows a little puff of fire at his face. Put him back or put him down, don't just hold him there like some kind of mutt!]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ You do look awful disgruntled, Ramirez. He moves to put Mikage down - then remembers the last time and grudgingly puts the little beast back where it was. It's going to ruin his hair, but it'll save him from chasing after the damn thing all through town. ]

My housemate's stupid pet doesn't know where it's not wanted.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[He always looks like this. What are you trying to say. B|

But oh, Ramirez feels a sudden rush of understanding at those words. He's been on the receiving end of Cupil's trolling more than once. Even so, this is still pretty amusing.]

Is it fond of nesting in your hair?

[He's going a good job of not pointing and laughing at how ridiculous you look, Shuri. Appreciate the effort.]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ sob. he's a walking joke. ]

Unfortunately.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[That he is. And Ramirez's first instinct is to smile and nod before setting off in his own direction to do...something. Like rage on the inside because he's so goddamn bored here.

But Shuri looks so disgruntled he almost feels sorry for him. So Ramirez sighs, but hey, he doesn't have anything better to do. He never does.]

Do you want me to hold it for you?

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ the blonde totally perks up at that. why yes, he'd love someone to hold the little firebeast! ]

That would be wonderful!

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[...Excitable. But okay, it doesn't really matter either way for him. So he holds his hand out and waits for Shuri to hand the thing over. He doesn't know you nearly well enough to pluck the thing from the top of your head.]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ and he does since akai is still gone ignoring the wiggling and the squirming and the puffing fire to drop it into remirez's waiting hands.]

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[Oh god, it is very wiggly. His specialty never really did lie with animals, considering his childhood was quite void of cute, cuddly critters. Somewhere along the line as he's trying to position his hands into a firm hold on the animal, he manages to ask:]

Where are you going?

[Since he's getting a feeling he just offered himself up as an escort and all. He knows what these aristocrats are like, and Shuri is totally giving off that vibe.]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

Shopping. I needed to pick up a few groceries. It was great of you to notice that little tagalong, otherwise it probably would have eaten everything in the store.

[And so he remembers his purpose and starts walking.]

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[...

...He's going to be out here all day, isn't he.]

...I'm sure someone else would have noticed it. It doesn't exactly blend in.

[And he is following right behind you because damn it, he's not going to be stuck with this thing. B|]

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ More than likely. ]

Well, no one noticed so far. Even I didn't notice.