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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Independent Kyo Sohma roleplay</description><title>The Cat Counts</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @kittykyo)</generator><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>the cat and the priestess, part two.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://modernmiko.tumblr.com/post/27266050525/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;modernmiko&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/27158427410/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The bell caused Kyo to jump- he hadn’t been expecting it. He bent to grab his backpack and swung it over his shoulder. The bell had reminded him that he had other responsibilities and other people to deal with. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yeah, well, I guess if that’s comfortable we could start today. But we should probably plan some stuff out too. When you’ve got time to train, what you really want to focus on, that kinda thing. But we can talk about that later, I guess.” He glanced around a bit nervously; people were starting to filter back into the courtyard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo stood and shifted his weight from foot to foot. “Well, I guess I’ll see you later?” He didn’t want to leave without an answer but, given his background, he really didn’t want to be around crowds. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Uh — yeah, sure,” Kagome offered a little hastily, trying to pack up what was left of her lunch while Kyo narrated his thoughts. “We can meet up after class.” Tying the cloth back around her lunchbox, she shoved it all back into her backpack and stood up, heaving the massive yellow bag over her shoulder and stumbling a little as it swung. Briefly she paused to watch the other students wandering back toward the class buildings, but looked back at Kyo after a moment and gave a smile.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So! By the main gate?” she suggested. “Around… 3:00?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She really seemed to want to train. That&amp;#8230;that was exciting. He wasn&amp;#8217;t really prepared to train anyone but it was something he always wanted to do. She even seemed to like the idea that he was interested too. The idea of anyone wanting to spend time with him, other than Tohru of course, was hardly believable. But she did want to train and that, that was at least company.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He didn&amp;#8217;t have anything planned after-school, so Kagome&amp;#8217;s suggestion was perfect. &amp;#8220;Yeah, that should work.&amp;#8221; He scanned the crowd, noticing that a route had opened up, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll see you then. Later!&amp;#8221; He made an escape, not wanting to seem too eager for school to end. It was just that he was excited to train someone. It&amp;#8217;s not like he&amp;#8217;d enjoy spending time with her or anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8egsmdSLe1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/28924458870</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/28924458870</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2012 20:29:21 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>the cat and the priestess, part two.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://modernmiko.tumblr.com/post/26914276480/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;modernmiko&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/26882929103/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Okay. Sounds good. Well, we can start today after school, if you want. Even, if you’re not goin’ back anytime soon, it gives you time to make some progress and stuff.” He stood, stretching a bit- the two had been sitting for awhile. “I mean, we can wait and start a different day, but if you wanted to start asap we could go over a plan or somethin’.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo eyed her dress uneasily. “That thing can’t be comfortable to move in. I mean, I know you probably know already, but you’ll have to get somethin’ more comfortable to train in…”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kagome was about to answer his suggestion with her agreement when Kyo mentioned her clothes. “What, this?” she asked, glancing down at the dress for a moment, then back up at him. “It’s perfectly comfortable — but I guess I sort of got used to fighting in skirts and long sleeves. I wore my school uniform almost every time I went back to the feudal era. I can go home and change first though… or we could just use today to work out a plan.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Just as she finished, the sound Ouran’s needlessly elegant bell signaled the end of their lunch break, and Kagome looked down at her half-eaten lunch. “Whoops. Guess I’ll have to take this home..”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The bell caused Kyo to jump- he hadn&amp;#8217;t been expecting it. He bent to grab his backpack and swung it over his shoulder. The bell had reminded him that he had other responsibilities and other people to deal with. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, well, I guess if that&amp;#8217;s comfortable we could start today. But we should probably plan some stuff out too. When you&amp;#8217;ve got time to train, what you really want to focus on, that kinda thing. But we can talk about that later, I guess.&amp;#8221; He glanced around a bit nervously; people were starting to filter back into the courtyard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo stood and shifted his weight from foot to foot. &amp;#8220;Well, I guess I&amp;#8217;ll see you later?&amp;#8221; He didn&amp;#8217;t want to leave without an answer but, given his background, he really didn&amp;#8217;t want to be around crowds. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m74jobB9ND1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/27158427410</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/27158427410</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2012 01:21:59 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>the cat and the priestess, part two.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://modernmiko.tumblr.com/post/26879651139/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;modernmiko&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/26876614833/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She seemed a little hesitant still to Kyo. “Oh. With&lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; a weapon? I mean, we can definitely work on that too! My master taught me a lot so we can start with some basic blocks. Stuff to do if your opponent is bigger or heavier that sort of thing. But, I’d still like to check your level with your bow. It can’t hurt to be strong with both. Especially not in an era without a lot of…I don’t know, police or whatever.” He was trying to think of some of the defensive blocks and rolls he’d learn. Which ones would be useful for Kagome, which ones would be better saved for later…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So, we should start as soon as we can, so you can be prepared for your next visit. I mean, if you want. I’ve just got kendo and karate clubs twice a week. But besides that, I’m free whenever…” He drifted off looking at Kagome. His brows were knit and his eyes were full of hope. Kyo really wanted her to be serious about this training. It would help &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, it would help &lt;em&gt;her…&lt;/em&gt;it just seemed like something that needed to happen. He hoped she felt the same. Kyo didn’t think she did but…it was worth a shot, right?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Police. Kagome had never thought of it that way. As soon as she’d arrived in the feudal era she’d been thrust into a world where she and her friends were the only forces around who were willing to protect the innocent, and as improbably as that may have been, she had accepted it without question. It was the very reason for her wish to learn to fight with her bare hands — and if continuing her training with the bow had to come first, then she was going to do it without a second thought.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“I’m not even in any clubs,” she admitted quickly, offering a little smile. “All I ever have to do after school is homework. So whenever you’re free is fine! I… don’t think I’ll be going back to the feudal era anytime soon, but I still think I should start as soon as possible.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Okay. Sounds good. Well, we can start today after school, if you want. Even, if you&amp;#8217;re not goin&amp;#8217; back anytime soon, it gives you time to make some progress and stuff.&amp;#8221; He stood, stretching a bit- the two had been sitting for awhile. &amp;#8220;I mean, we can wait and start a different day, but if you wanted to start asap we could go over a plan or somethin&amp;#8217;.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo eyed her dress uneasily. &amp;#8220;That thing can&amp;#8217;t be comfortable to move in. I mean, I know you probably know already, but you&amp;#8217;ll have to get somethin&amp;#8217; more comfortable to train in&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6xffsFdr21roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/26882929103</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/26882929103</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2012 05:07:37 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>the cat and the priestess, part two.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://modernmiko.tumblr.com/post/26873741907/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;modernmiko&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25397906137/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;” ‘Course I know archery! You gotta for distance weapons. I know you’re probably good at it, but it’d be a good idea to check your form for it- make sure that your grip and everything is where it should be. I mean, it probably is but it can’t hurt to just get an idea of what you know already.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He knew he was rambling. He did. But Kyo couldn’t help it- he really wanted this to work out. Would she still want to work with him? He hoped she did- he could use the practice.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“All right, if you really want me to,” Kagome conceded at last, shrugging her shoulders once. “I don’t see what it has to do with teaching me to fight, but I guess there’s no harm in it. I just don’t want to waste your time — especially since what I really want to learn is how to defend myself &lt;em&gt;without &lt;/em&gt;a weapon…”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyo might have been rambling, but at this point Kagome might as well have been rambling along with him. She was more excited about this than she’d been about anything since before she’d left the feudal era. Nothing had happened since then. Nothing worth mentioning ever happened anymore. At least this was a break from the crushing monotony of school.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“… anyway,” she went on, “I don’t mind, so whatever you want to do is fine. I’ll look forward to it no matter what.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;She seemed a little hesitant still to Kyo. &amp;#8220;Oh. With&lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; a weapon? I mean, we can definitely work on that too! My master taught me a lot so we can start with some basic blocks. Stuff to do if your opponent is bigger or heavier that sort of thing. But, I&amp;#8217;d still like to check your level with your bow. It can&amp;#8217;t hurt to be strong with both. Especially not in an era without a lot of&amp;#8230;I don&amp;#8217;t know, police or whatever.&amp;#8221; He was trying to think of some of the defensive blocks and rolls he&amp;#8217;d learn. Which ones would be useful for Kagome, which ones would be better saved for later&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So, we should start as soon as we can, so you can be prepared for your next visit. I mean, if you want. I&amp;#8217;ve just got kendo and karate clubs twice a week. But besides that, I&amp;#8217;m free whenever&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He drifted off looking at Kagome. His brows were knit and his eyes were full of hope. Kyo really wanted her to be serious about this training. It would help &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, it would help &lt;em&gt;her&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;it just seemed like something that needed to happen. He hoped she felt the same. Kyo didn&amp;#8217;t think she did but&amp;#8230;it was worth a shot, right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6xb4r5Vk81roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/26876614833</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/26876614833</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2012 03:34:27 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>OOC</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hi, I&amp;#8217;m back after a bit of a hiatus. If I owe you a response or if you want to start a thread, please message me. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25893281243</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25893281243</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2012 02:07:48 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

“Yeah! I can use all the practice I can get to beat that damn Yuki!” Kyo...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25252739430/kittykyo-yeah-i-can-use-all-the-practice-i"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25240586331/vivienyardley-kittykyo-a-black-belt"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Yeah! I can use all the practice I can get to beat that damn Yuki!” Kyo was rather happy: he’d never had a sparring partner. Well, at least not a willing one who wasn’t incredibly angry or annoyed with him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And, you got any advice about teaching people? I’m…I’m tryin’ to train someone else, so any advice you’ve got about that…” He rubbed a hand along the back of his neck, embarrassed.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Teaching someone else?” Vivien asked, holding a hand to his chin in thought. “Well… I think it depends on the person. Basically you just have to cater to their skill level as much as you can without getting frustrated or going too easy on them. Always be &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; a little better than they are, so they’re always striving for something realistic and attainable.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;When he finished he gave a little smile, as if to ask whether or not that was a sufficient explanation. More than anything he wanted to ask about Yuki again, but he feared that would just set off Kyo’s paranoia again — and with the way things were going, it seemed like he’d hear quite a lot more without ever asking again, if only he could just be patient.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyo thought about the response for a minute and gave a curt nod. &amp;#8220;Yeah, that makes sense I guess. Thanks.&amp;#8221; He smiled for a moment, before getting back to his usual curt manner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So, when do you have free time? Is there some way we could work out a sparring schedule or somethin&amp;#8217;? The more practice I get, the sooner I can beat that damn Yuki.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5u8h2sT751roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25398137323</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25398137323</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2012 01:10:26 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>" you smell like a cat."</title><description>&lt;p&gt;“The hell is that supposed to mean?!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5u8cvhIAn1roopk6.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25397957669</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25397957669</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2012 01:07:46 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>the cat and the priestess, part two.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://modernmiko.tumblr.com/post/25226573510/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;modernmiko&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/24955017480/the-cat-and-the-priestess-part-two"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Well, yeah. I kinda have to be if I’m ever goin’ to catch up to that damn Yuki. ‘Sides, I have to! I’ve gotta prove I’m better at somethin’!”  He shook his head again. This wasn’t what he should be talking about. He needed to focus!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yeah, we can do sword work eventually. But you said you already knew some bow, so we should probably start with what you already know. Does that makes sense? I mean, I guess we could start with sword work, but that wouldn’t pay off as quickly…” Kyo trailed, off nervous he’d lose his first almost-pupil.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;There was that Yuki again. Kagome really wanted to ask about him, but Kyo changed the subject before she could figure out her questions. She supposed she’d learn more about him eventually, especially now that he was going to be teaching her on a regular basis.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Wait, you know archery?” she asked, lighting up a bit. “Um… I guess we could start with that, but wouldn’t it make more sense to teach me something I don’t already know? I mean — you’re probably better at it than I am, but I don’t need that much practice. I think.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8221; &amp;#8216;Course I know archery! You gotta for distance weapons. I know you&amp;#8217;re probably good at it, but it&amp;#8217;d be a good idea to check your form for it- make sure that your grip and everything is where it should be. I mean, it probably is but it can&amp;#8217;t hurt to just get an idea of what you know already.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He knew he was rambling. He did. But Kyo couldn&amp;#8217;t help it- he really wanted this to work out. Would she still want to work with him? He hoped she did- he could use the practice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5u8bcWO5F1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25397906137</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25397906137</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2012 01:06:59 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

“A black belt?! Really?! Where’d you train? Was it good? Do you…do you...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25230800687/kittykyo-a-black-belt-really-whered-you"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25229342907/vivienyardley-kittykyo-kyo-had-noticed-how"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“A black belt?! Really?! Where’d you train? Was it good? Do you…do you want to train together? I mean, I’m not a black belt yet, but I’m tryin’ to get up to that level…” Kyo trailed off, impressed. Oddly enough, knowing that Vivien was a black belt was enough to completely erase his suspicions. And completely sidetrack him from talking about anything else other than martial arts for a few minutes.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Vivien smiled a bit at Kyo’s burst of enthusiasm. He’d been worried that telling him he was a black belt would only heighten his skepticism, but now he could see that wasn’t the case at all — in fact it seemed to have distracted him completely, which was definitely a plus. Aside from that, this offer to train together provided him with a far less conspicuous way of observing and befriending Kyo, and he couldn’t deny that he was genuinely excited about it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“You… really want to?” he asked, his expression bright and eager. “Maybe I can help you! Um — not that I’d be a very good teacher or anything, but if you ever wanted advice, or a sparring partner…”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah! I can use all the practice I can get to beat that damn Yuki!&amp;#8221; Kyo was rather happy: he&amp;#8217;d never had a sparring partner. Well, at least not a willing one who wasn&amp;#8217;t incredibly angry or annoyed with him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;And, you got any advice about teaching people? I&amp;#8217;m&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;m tryin&amp;#8217; to train someone else, so any advice you&amp;#8217;ve got about that&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He rubbed a hand along the back of his neck, embarrassed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5q59the5f1roopk6.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25240586331</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25240586331</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 20:10:45 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

 Kyo had noticed how quickly and stealthily Vivien moved- more than that,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25228825808/kittykyo-kyo-had-noticed-how-quickly-and"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25227208947/vivienyardley-kittykyo-kyo-nodded-the"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Kyo had noticed how quickly and stealthily Vivien moved- more than that, the way he carried himself seemed rather more warrior-like than climbing enthusiast.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked more closely the younger boy, noting some of the tell-tale signs of extreme physical training.The more he thought about it, the more ill-at-ease Kyo was. Maybe it was just his mistrust of Spica students, though. Maybe he should ease up on the kid a bit- after all, he &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; just taught Kyo how to climb a wall…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yeah, I guess. But is that it? It seems like you know somethin’ else to…but, karate, kendo, what? And why come to Ouran if you’re from Spica? I don’t get it. I mean, I get what you said about the walls…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ptt7XUsk1roopk6.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Vivien only had to listen for a moment before Kyo’s suspicions pulled an exasperated sigh from his lips. This was getting old. Curiosity was one thing, but Kyo was flat out paranoid. At this rate he was going to convince himself Vivien was a spy with or without proof, and if he failed this assignment because Kyo had a &lt;em&gt;hunch&lt;/em&gt;, he was going to kill the kid on principle alone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5pvdm04wh1rr4opx.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh, I’m a black belt,” he said with a sort of disinterested look. “I thought you were just talking about climbing. Anyway, I have a friend who goes here, but I really did just come to see what it was like. I’d never been here before and the pictures don’t really do it justice.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;A black belt?! Really?! Where&amp;#8217;d you train? Was it good? Do you&amp;#8230;do you want to train together? I mean, I&amp;#8217;m not a black belt yet, but I&amp;#8217;m tryin&amp;#8217; to get up to that level&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Kyo trailed off, impressed. Oddly enough, knowing that Vivien was a black belt was enough to completely erase his suspicions. And completely sidetrack him from talking about anything else other than martial arts for a few minutes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5pvu8OYeO1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25229342907</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25229342907</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 16:47:05 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

Kyo nodded- the advice made sense. “Yeah, it’s just like anything....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25204516940/kittykyo-kyo-nodded-the-advice-made-sense"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25202595055/vivienyardley-kittykyo-n-no-i-mean-kinda"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo nodded- the advice made sense. “Yeah, it’s just like anything. Balance. Can’t rely too much on one muscle group.” He shook his head, “I’ll never get the speed down, if I do that…” He always managed to trip over his own feet, that’s what. Not that he’d ever admit to it. “It just doesn’t end well.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Should he ask the kid for any other advice? Vivien seemed pretty competent but…he didn’t know a thing about him. And he was probably spying for Spica! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So you climb walls often or somethin’?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ox48vQQf1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The ease with which Kyo accepted his advice confirmed a whole bunch of things, and Vivien quietly took note of each one. His issue with speed was less remarkable, but he committed it to memory as well, purely out of habit. Izaya wanted details, after all — and it had become instinct for him years ago to find and remember weaknesses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Not really,” he answered smoothly, tucking his hands into his pockets. Lying to Kyo was getting easier now that he’d had a bit of time to read him. “My brother and I got into parkour a few years ago, and we did a lot of rock climbing before that, so…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Kyo had noticed how quickly and stealthily Vivien moved- more than that, the way he carried himself seemed rather more warrior-like than climbing enthusiast.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked more closely the younger boy, noting some of the tell-tale signs of extreme physical training.The more he thought about it, the more ill-at-ease Kyo was. Maybe it was just his mistrust of Spica students, though. Maybe he should ease up on the kid a bit- after all, he &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; just taught Kyo how to climb a wall&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, I guess. But is that it? It seems like you know somethin&amp;#8217; else to&amp;#8230;but, karate, kendo, what? And why come to Ouran if you&amp;#8217;re from Spica? I don&amp;#8217;t get it. I mean, I get what you said about the walls&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ptt7XUsk1roopk6.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25227208947</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25227208947</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 16:03:15 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

“N-no! I mean, kinda but not like scaling walls. I’m training to fight!”...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25201692593/kittykyo-n-no-i-mean-kinda-but-not-like"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25197567799/vivienyardley-kittykyo-wh-what-kyo-was"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“N-no! I mean, kinda but not like scaling walls. I’m training to fight!” Kyo finally got some of his breath back. Scaling walls was &lt;em&gt;tough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;All of the upwards momentum challenged him in new ways. It was physically demanding and seemed like it might be a useful addition to his training regimen. Although, maybe Ouran walls wouldn’t be the best ones to use.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo shrugged, “It’s a good training technique though. Tough on the arms, though.” He rubbed a shoulder, a little sore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5otenLBE81roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“To fight?” Vivien parroted, angling his head to one side. He knew full well how interested Kyo was in martial arts, but this seemed sort of different. Separate. He’d mentioned beating that Yuki person, too — this was starting to sound more and more like some kind of rivalry. If that was the case, though, he got the impression Kyo was a little obsessed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You might be relying too heavily on your arms,” he said as he watched Kyo rub his shoulder. “That’s pretty typical. Everyone always wants to just use their arms when going up, and their legs when going down… You kind of have to figure out a balance. It’ll help you move more quickly, too.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo nodded- the advice made sense. &amp;#8220;Yeah, it&amp;#8217;s just like anything. Balance. Can&amp;#8217;t rely too much on one muscle group.&amp;#8221; He shook his head, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll never get the speed down, if I do that&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He always managed to trip over his own feet, that&amp;#8217;s what. Not that he&amp;#8217;d ever admit to it. &amp;#8220;It just doesn&amp;#8217;t end well.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Should he ask the kid for any other advice? Vivien seemed pretty competent but&amp;#8230;he didn&amp;#8217;t know a thing about him. And he was probably spying for Spica! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So you climb walls often or somethin&amp;#8217;?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ox48vQQf1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25202595055</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25202595055</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 04:17:06 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

“Wh-what?” Kyo was confused. He had nearly fallen in the middle and he...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25196773494/kittykyo-wh-what-kyo-was-confused-he-had"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25195884634/vivienyardley-kittykyo-kyo-eyed-the-wall"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Wh-what?” Kyo was confused. He had nearly fallen in the middle and he had taken &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; longer than Vivien. How could that be &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;? Yeah, he’d scaled the wall, but it wasn’t easy and it certainly wasn’t &lt;em&gt;incredible&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He straightened, frowning, “You makin’ fun of me or somethin’?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5os4yCLbh1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Vivien frowned. “Making fun of you? No, why would I do that?” Tilting his head to one side, he folded his arms over his chest and fell silent for a moment, thinking. He didn’t really understand why Kyo thought he was mocking him, so he didn’t know how to convince him otherwise, either.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I really meant it,” he continued eventually. “That was impressive. I mean, obviously it wasn’t perfect, but you didn’t fall. I didn’t think you were going to get all the way up the first time you tried. Do you… do this sort of thing often?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;N-no! I mean, kinda but not like scaling walls. I&amp;#8217;m training to fight!&amp;#8221; Kyo finally got some of his breath back. Scaling walls was &lt;em&gt;tough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;All of the upwards momentum challenged him in new ways. It was physically demanding and seemed like it might be a useful addition to his training regimen. Although, maybe Ouran walls wouldn&amp;#8217;t be the best ones to use.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo shrugged, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s a good training technique though. Tough on the arms, though.&amp;#8221; He rubbed a shoulder, a little sore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5otenLBE81roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25197567799</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25197567799</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 02:56:56 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

Kyo eyed the wall after Vivian’s words. He was right. The windows were in...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25190146003/kittykyo-kyo-eyed-the-wall-after-vivians"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25187234081/vivienyardley-kittykyo-kyo-eyed-the-wall"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo eyed the wall after Vivian’s words. He was right. The windows &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; in columns. That might help.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He watched Vivien run up the wall, noting handholds. He’d have to be more careful than the smaller boy- he weighed a bit more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After Vivien had reached the top, he nodded. Taking a deep breath, he squared his shoulders. Trying not to give himself too much time to think, he ran at the window, leaping a bit to get a handhold on the frame. From there, he tried to copy Vivien, trying not to lose momentum. Kyo was a lot less graceful and much slower, but he got the top in the end, panting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“How…how was that?” He was bent over a bit, winded. He looked up at the kid through his bangs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5olevGzIs1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By the time Kyo got to the top Vivien had been standing there for a little while, watching him and waiting to see whether or not he’d make it. He’d half expected him to give up somewhere in the middle — he’d never met anyone outside his family who could scale buildings, after all — but even as winded as he was, he’d managed to mimic Vivien’s technique surprisingly well. Needless to say, he was impressed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5onp4xRBT1rr4opx.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“That… was amazing, actually.” He gave a small but enthusiastic smile, tucking his hands into his pockets. “You made it on the first try. That’s incredible.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wh-what?&amp;#8221; Kyo was confused. He had nearly fallen in the middle and he had taken &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; longer than Vivien. How could that be &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;? Yeah, he&amp;#8217;d scaled the wall, but it wasn&amp;#8217;t easy and it certainly wasn&amp;#8217;t &lt;em&gt;incredible&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He straightened, frowning, &amp;#8220;You makin&amp;#8217; fun of me or somethin&amp;#8217;?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5os4yCLbh1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25195884634</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25195884634</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 02:29:34 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

Kyo eyed the wall speculatively. It looked pretty flat to him, but he...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25124791711/kittykyo-kyo-eyed-the-wall-speculatively-it"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25119765749/vivienyardley-kittykyo-the-kid-seemed"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo eyed the wall speculatively. It looked pretty flat to him, but he wasn’t trained for this sort of thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yeah, I guess. But…but could you just tell me how you get started? I mean, where do you &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt;?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He hoped he didn’t sound stupid, it was &lt;em&gt;killing&lt;/em&gt; him that he had to ask how to get started. He wasn’t an idiot- he knew how to climb but…sheer walls? That seemed a bit much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5mqe5UdGn1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Uh… I guess you start where there’s something to hold on to,” Vivien said simply, taking a few steps away from Kyo. “Windows are almost always arranged in columns, so that makes it a lot easier. It helps if you get a running start, too, if the first one is too high to reach…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hesitating a moment, he decided he might as well demonstrate after all and broke into a run. When he came to the wall he didn’t stop until he lost his momentum, and by then he’d run a few steps up toward the top of the window, so he reached to the side and took hold of the frame at the top.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“See?” he asked, glancing down over his shoulder. “Like that.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo eyed the wall after Vivian&amp;#8217;s words. He was right. The windows &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; in columns. That might help.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He watched Vivien run up the wall, noting handholds. He&amp;#8217;d have to be more careful than the smaller boy- he weighed a bit more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After Vivien had reached the top, he nodded. Taking a deep breath, he squared his shoulders. Trying not to give himself too much time to think, he ran at the window, leaping a bit to get a handhold on the frame. From there, he tried to copy Vivien, trying not to lose momentum. Kyo was a lot less graceful and much slower, but he got the top in the end, panting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;How&amp;#8230;how was that?&amp;#8221; He was bent over a bit, winded. He looked up at the kid through his bangs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5olevGzIs1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25187234081</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25187234081</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 00:04:22 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

The kid seemed nervous, a bit shifty for some reason- probably ‘cause...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/25118878956/kittykyo-the-kid-seemed-nervous-a-bit-shifty"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25114173734/vivienyardley-kittykyo-no-one-nothin"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The kid seemed nervous, a bit shifty for some reason- probably ‘cause he &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a spy. Kyo decided to ignore it, though- he wanted to learn this climbing technique too badly. “What does fanciness have to do with makin’ walls easier to climb anyway?” He was walking pretty quickly, anxious to learn the new technique. As he walked, he realized he didn’t even know the boy’s name.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And what’s your name anyway?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5mmgboAEV1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Um — my name’s Vivien,” he answered, making an odd face as he tried to process that first question. “Fanciness doesn’t have anything to do with it… well, I mean, I guess if the walls are more heavily decorated, then they might be easier to climb… but I was just saying I wanted to see what such an extravagant school looked like.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sighing lightly, he continued to hurry along after Kyo, until they reached the bottom floor and subsequently the courtyard outside. As he’d seen from the window earlier, the place was all but abandoned; the two of them were probably the only ones left around this part of campus.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So,” he began, glancing at the walls outside the building, “I think it might be better if I just show you what to do… unless you want me to try and explain it instead?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo eyed the wall speculatively. It looked pretty flat to him, but he wasn&amp;#8217;t trained for this sort of thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, I guess. But&amp;#8230;but could you just tell me how you get started? I mean, where do you &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He hoped he didn&amp;#8217;t sound stupid, it was &lt;em&gt;killing&lt;/em&gt; him that he had to ask how to get started. He wasn&amp;#8217;t an idiot- he knew how to climb but&amp;#8230;sheer walls? That seemed a bit much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5mqe5UdGn1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25119765749</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25119765749</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 23:56:38 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>theodd&amp;#8212;one:

kittykyo:

theodd—one:

ooc;
haven’t even heard of this game
##loner
LOL HAS...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theodd--one.tumblr.com/post/25117165463/kittykyo-theodd-one-ooc-havent-even-heard"&gt;theodd&amp;#8212;one&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25117090982/theodd-one-ooc-havent-even-heard-of-this"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theodd--one.tumblr.com/post/25116977569/ooc-havent-even-heard-of-this-game-loner"&gt;theodd—one&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;haven’t even heard of this game&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;##loner&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;LOL HAS ANYONE HEARD OF THE PC GAME CROC.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;COME ON I CAN’T BE THE ONLY ONE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it was hard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: NO.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I KNOW.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ARGH.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CHILDHOOD.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have no clue if your replying to me or the picture..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;OOC: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ah, it was to the picture (from one of the first Spyro games), sorry. I&amp;#8217;ve heard of Croc but never played it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25117541244</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25117541244</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 23:22:17 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>theodd—one:

ooc;
haven’t even heard of this...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5moeqEmyV1rw8zjso1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theodd--one.tumblr.com/post/25116977569/ooc-havent-even-heard-of-this-game-loner"&gt;theodd—one&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;ooc;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;haven’t even heard of this game&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;##loner&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;LOL HAS ANYONE HEARD OF THE PC GAME CROC.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;COME ON I CAN’T BE THE ONLY ONE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it was hard.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;OOC: NO.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I KNOW.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ARGH.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CHILDHOOD.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25117090982</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25117090982</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 23:15:25 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

“No one! Nothin’! Just thinkin’ out loud!” He didn’t want to give this...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/24955962900/kittykyo-no-one-nothin-just-thinkin-out"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/24955156115/vivienyardley-kittykyo-kyo-was-nervous-as-he"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“No one! Nothin’! Just thinkin’ out loud!” He didn’t want to give this Spican any more information on him- who knows if he’d tell that creepy kid with the notebook. This kid was different though- Kyo would’ve thought he’d be more brash, more…well, warrior-like. The boy obviously was talented, but he kept it quiet, which seemed odd. Suspicious even.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What’re you doin’ here anyway? Tryin’ to get information on Ouran or somethin’? That’s takin’ the school rivalry thing a bit too far, don’t you think?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5if6zs6ic1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Vivien halted for a moment when Kyo accused him of gathering information — not because he was insulted or anything, but because Kyo was right. He hoped he hadn’t actually been that obvious; he’d been sent to collect information hundreds of times and every time he’d done so without anyone noticing, so if Kyo had really figured this out, Vivien was either going to kill him or worship him. Maybe both.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ig4lwS2P1rr4opx.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“No,” he choked, hurrying to catch up with Kyo again. “I’m just here because I wanted to see what it was like. The walls here are easier to climb, too… Ouran’s a lot &lt;em&gt;fancier &lt;/em&gt;than Spica.” There. He hoped that would suffice. Fortunately his occupation had given him an incredible talent for lying — even if the lies themselves weren’t especially convincing, he could almost always make them &lt;em&gt;sound &lt;/em&gt;like the truth.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The kid seemed nervous, a bit shifty for some reason- probably &amp;#8216;cause he &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a spy. Kyo decided to ignore it, though- he wanted to learn this climbing technique too badly. &amp;#8220;What does fanciness have to do with makin&amp;#8217; walls easier to climb anyway?&amp;#8221; He was walking pretty quickly, anxious to learn the new technique. As he walked, he realized he didn&amp;#8217;t even know the boy&amp;#8217;s name.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;And what&amp;#8217;s your name anyway?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5mmgboAEV1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25114173734</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/25114173734</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 22:31:34 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>vivienyardley:

kittykyo:

Kyo was nervous as he saw the aerial acrobatics the boy had just...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vivienyardley.tumblr.com/post/24949900922/kittykyo-kyo-was-nervous-as-he-saw-the-aerial"&gt;vivienyardley&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/24910579928/vivienyardley-kittykyo-i-get-the-window"&gt;kittykyo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyo was nervous as he saw the aerial acrobatics the boy had just performed. Was he…was he going to be okay? But he managed to get back in the window unharmed. Impressive, to say the least.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Good! I don’t care, I’ll get the hang of this! Maybe I can finally beat that damn Yuki if I learn this…” He trailed off, heading down the hallway to the stairs. “C’mon, we better get started! I don’t wanna have to take all day!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5h4elYGDT1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5i7iwdDlr1rr4opx.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yuki?” Vivien echoed, catching up to Kyo without very much effort and following him down the hall. “Who’s Yuki? Why do you want to beat him?” It wasn’t really his intention to pry, but with the way Kyo kept talking about training and now whoever this Yuki person was, it almost sounded like the two of them had a few things in common.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He wasn’t getting his hopes up, of course; he wasn’t stupid enough to think that Kyo was anything but a normal student, especially since he couldn’t even climb one measly little wall. The important thing was that he &lt;em&gt;wanted &lt;/em&gt;to be able to climb that measly little wall, which meant that at least their interests were similar. In the past people who didn’t know Vivien had just kept their distance after seeing him do something like that — unless they happened to be one of his targets, in which case they inevitably made some attempt to escape.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyo, on the other hand, was trying to get closer to him. He couldn’t help but hope they’d be friends, even though he’d initially come to Ouran to spy on him…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No one! Nothin&amp;#8217;! Just thinkin&amp;#8217; out loud!&amp;#8221; He didn&amp;#8217;t want to give this Spican any more information on him- who knows if he&amp;#8217;d tell that creepy kid with the notebook. This kid was different though- Kyo would&amp;#8217;ve thought he&amp;#8217;d be more brash, more&amp;#8230;well, warrior-like. The boy obviously was talented, but he kept it quiet, which seemed odd. Suspicious even.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;re you doin&amp;#8217; here anyway? Tryin&amp;#8217; to get information on Ouran or somethin&amp;#8217;? That&amp;#8217;s takin&amp;#8217; the school rivalry thing a bit too far, don&amp;#8217;t you think?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5if6zs6ic1roopk6.png" width="120"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/24955156115</link><guid>http://kittykyo.tumblr.com/post/24955156115</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2012 16:04:21 +0100</pubDate><category>OOC: Yep. That's you Light</category></item></channel></rss>
