Extreme makeover [Open, bendytimed to... whenever makes sense]
Somehow, he'd gotten himself into a bet. He didn't even really remember how it had happened or how they had gotten on the subject. But then suddenly the bet had been accepted and it was too late to back down, and now he was sitting at the very same Mess Hall table Sakura and the others had been sitting at the other day while they'd been discussing the source of the ship's mystery meat food supply.
To be fair to Sakura, he'd picked a shade of pink to match her own, natural hair color. But the results were... jarring. Also, hopefully no one would recognize either of them.
To be fair to Sakura, he'd picked a shade of pink to match her own, natural hair color. But the results were... jarring. Also, hopefully no one would recognize either of them.
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Hana didn't look too impressed at Zouichi's reasons for him though.
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"Anyway, I think the world would be a pretty grim place if it was just people like me."
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He gave a sigh. "Besides, you usually wanna avoid that whole situation of letting people know you can talk to dead family members, if you can."
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Sometimes it was hard to tell, okay?
"I do think I understand what you're saying. We didn't really have a lot of trouble with people with unusual powers, per se, but there were always those out to use whatever means they could go get what they wanted."
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