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did you fall from heaven because you're the only ten i see
WHO: Inigo and Haruhi
WHAT: Inigo's arrival
WHEN: April 2nd
WHERE: Near the classroom buildings
WARNINGS: Potential violence with shadows mmmmaybe. Otherwise I got nothin'
SUMMARY: Inigo wakes up in the afterlife, wonders where the heckie he is, comes across Haruhi, questions her, finds out he's dead, cries like a baby, and receives a kitchen knife. Insert flirting somewhere in the middle of that.
[Waking up in the afterlife is... startling, to say the least. Of course, Inigo has no idea this actually is the afterlife, and is mostly assuming that he's simply dreaming of some world with weird buildings and weird people in weird clothing with weird black shadowy things lurking here and there. Are those supposed to be this world's risen? Maybe.
All he knows is that he's here, whether for real or not, and he's wearing a uniform(?) that is most certainly not his own. Also his sword is gone. How's he supposed to fight against these not!risen? Gah.
Fortunately, as he wanders around avoiding said not!risen, he comes across a certain gal with a headband (who is very pretty, by the way...), and decides asking her what's going on may be a good idea. Probably. Definitely. Yeah.
And so he'll walk on over to her.]
Ah, hello there, miss. You are looking quite lovely today. Would you be so kind as to lend me a minute of your time?
WHAT: Inigo's arrival
WHEN: April 2nd
WHERE: Near the classroom buildings
WARNINGS: Potential violence with shadows mmmmaybe. Otherwise I got nothin'
SUMMARY: Inigo wakes up in the afterlife, wonders where the heckie he is, comes across Haruhi, questions her, finds out he's dead, cries like a baby, and receives a kitchen knife. Insert flirting somewhere in the middle of that.
[Waking up in the afterlife is... startling, to say the least. Of course, Inigo has no idea this actually is the afterlife, and is mostly assuming that he's simply dreaming of some world with weird buildings and weird people in weird clothing with weird black shadowy things lurking here and there. Are those supposed to be this world's risen? Maybe.
All he knows is that he's here, whether for real or not, and he's wearing a uniform(?) that is most certainly not his own. Also his sword is gone. How's he supposed to fight against these not!risen? Gah.
Fortunately, as he wanders around avoiding said not!risen, he comes across a certain gal with a headband (who is very pretty, by the way...), and decides asking her what's going on may be a good idea. Probably. Definitely. Yeah.
And so he'll walk on over to her.]
Ah, hello there, miss. You are looking quite lovely today. Would you be so kind as to lend me a minute of your time?