IC: Private Channel (Ryslig)

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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, KOTOU. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 015.90.095.55 *** COPYPASTA has joined 015.90.095.55 <COPYPASTA> is this working <BANNED USER> SCREENED MESSAGE. UNSCREEN? Y/N <COPYPASTA> this is yamanbagiri kunihiro. do you need me for something.? <COPYPASTA> ^Y i need to change this name. <KOTOU> this is better

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[Walking through the hallways and through the pathways with the closed occupied doors, Minako couldn't help but feel jealousy of his predicament. Here he was, comfortable with lots of people surrounding him...

while she was left with nothing.

Before she thought up darker thoughts, she heard Yaman tell her to place her things while he got a towel. So she did, and looked around some.]

This room...looks really nice. Do you host a lot of empty rooms here just in case you run into situations like this?

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[He shake his head, and is about to turn and leave.]

... No. The citadel itself always have this many rooms to house my comrades and I back home.

[It's meant for a small army to live in comfortably. He didn't know how big they may grow, but there's more than enough room for their use. Even if the citadel feels more emptier without the rest of the army running around...]

I'll be back soon.

[redheadphones]

How lucky...

[Enough of a whisper for him not to hear. Or was he able to hear? Minako kinda didn't care much if he did. She meant it.

When she saw him leave, she nodded and waited. He could take his time. The coldness from the rain was numbing her, which was nice. She didn't want to feel more pain.]

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[His ears can pick up on her words, but Yamanbagiri said nothing as he leave.

And quicken his pace to get a towel, all so he can return back to her sooner. Once he get it, he turns back and stand outside of the room.

He quietly slides it open and enters.]

... I'm back.

[He walks over towards her and hold out the towel to Minako.]