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Yuuko Amano

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Jun 4 2016, 10:46 PM
[dohtml]<div align="center"><table><tbody><tr><td style="vertical-align:top;width:360px;padding:10px;background-color:#ffffff;"><div style="color:#342729;text-align:right;font-family:arial;font-size:28px;letter-spacing:-3px;border-bottom:1px dotted #b5bab1; padding-bottom: 3px;"></div><br><div style="font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;color:#252525;margin-top:3px;line-height:12px;">Despite what had happened last time he'd visited, what with the whole, not being able to push a guy off of him thing, it seemed that Yuuko wasn't really put off of coming to the Orchid Lounge.<p>

Believe it or not, Yuu actually letter liked it here. It was convenient, being able to visit a place like this while not really having to worry about watching his back every second. He'd been coming to the lounge long enough to know that Hanako-san was scary enough on her own to make sure of that (but if anything, it had the opposite effect on Yuu. He rather liked her. Sometimes he thought to himself that he'd be sad if he ever had to kill her). With that always in mind, it was rare for Yuu to bring any of the guards or Noa along with him in case. He was comfortable around the Orchid Lounge for some reason. Something about the place (and it's matron) made him feel safe.<p>

Perhaps that was what brought him here tonight. He was still recovering from the fight he'd had behind the lounge just a few days prior, and it seemed like he didn't give a second thought to the other man he'd encountered perhaps being here again as well. But it didn't matter. Yuuko was actually enjoying himself, a filled cup held in one hand, a smile that was rare to find on his face, and his sword missing from it's usual place at his waist.<p>

Yuu just sat there at the bar. He had been chatting up Hanako-san when she had made an appearance, laughing off the fact that she was unreceptive as always, and now was just talking to one of the few people who didn't seem to be too afraid of his presence here. He seemed defenseless right now, after all, what with both his sword and puppy having been left at home. Clearly he was happily distracted, leaving a rather large opening for anyone who wanted to sneak up behind him.</div>
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May 25 2016, 01:05 AM
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<div style="font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;color:#252525;margin-top:3px;line-height:12px;">Ah, I'm not entirely sure what the point of this kind of this is, but it seems like it could be entertaining enough. Feel free to ask me any questions you might have, and I'll do my best to answer. </div>
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May 22 2016, 05:52 PM
[dohtml]<div align="center"><table><tbody><tr><td style="vertical-align:top;width:360px;padding:10px;background-color:#ffffff;"><div style="color:#342729;text-align:right;font-family:arial;font-size:28px;letter-spacing:-3px;border-bottom:1px dotted #b5bab1; padding-bottom: 3px;"></div><br><div style="font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;color:#252525;margin-top:3px;line-height:12px;">At times, when Yuu watched the smaller boy as he went about his house, he couldn't help but wonder just when he'd grown so accustomed to having the boy around.<br>
It was comforable, being around Noa. There was something about the boy that Yuu but absolute faith in, something he'd never given to anyone else, and quite frankly, it was scary. Yuu knew, logically, that he shouldn't feel so at ease about sharing his everything with the younger boy. He shouldn't feel like Noa is just a part of this home, he should feel on edge and suspicious. But no matter how many times he'd tried convincing himself, no matter how many times he'd tried to push Noa away and have the boy live a life of his own and learn to be independent like he had, Noa just came right back. It was a nuisance that Yuu couldn't get rid of him, that he couldn't go back to how happily he lived on his own with nobody else interfering, but god, just about anyone could see that Yuu was relieved when Noa refused. Because, well, he was. Logically he knew it was a bad idea, but by this point in their lives, Yuu couldn't even be bothered with the thought of pushing Noa away.<p>

Today was a rare free day for Yuuko. There was no business for him to take care of, nobody in Okami acting up that he needed to take care of, which left him feelingtoo damn bored. He'd gone about the house to do what little cleaning had to be taken care of, headed out a few times for groceries and whatever else he thought he might need, but at this time in the afternoon, Yuuko had nothing else to do but sit back on the couch and rest. He supposed it would be good for him, taking a break and resting so that he didn't get sick from overworking himself or something like that.<p>

Though, it was only until after he'd settled down and gotten the chance to clear his mind that he'd come to realize how quiet it was around the house. Normally, if Noa wasn't with him, then he'd be able to hear the nearby footsteps of the boy doing whatever he happened to be doing. And, while the silence was certainly appreciated, now that he'd settled down into the seat Yuuko couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry. It wasn't often that he didn't know where Noa was, and before the logical part of his mind even had the chance to try to convince himself that his Noa was probably alright, he'd jumped up from the couch, starting to search the house for the boy. </div>
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May 22 2016, 03:49 PM
[dohtml]<div align="center"><table><tbody><tr><td style="vertical-align:top;width:360px;padding:10px;background-color:#ffffff;"><div style="color:#342729;text-align:right;font-family:arial;font-size:28px;letter-spacing:-3px;border-bottom:1px dotted #b5bab1; padding-bottom: 3px;"></div><br><div style="font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;color:#252525;margin-top:3px;line-height:12px;">Yuuko just didn't know what it was about the bar that made people turn on him like this. It was a bit worrying, actually, knowing that any time he happened to visit the Orchid Lounge with the intention of making some kind of deal or being relayed information, that the person he planned on meeting up with always found themselves picking a fight with him in some way. Some found their way around with words, threatening and pushing him just that small bit too far; While others, just like today's client, found that they'd gotten a little too inebriated to remember just who it was they were trying to push around.<p>

But, in reality, Yuuko couldn't find it in himself to really mind it. Really, it was kind of nice. Yuuko didn't always get the chance to deal with people on his own anymore, what with the guards and his loyal little puppy going out of their way to handle threats for him. It was a nice release when he started to feel a little deprived. That being said, he was lucky that the owners of the said bar were oh so kind. If only the other bar owners would let them take men outside to nearly kill them like this. He'd have to remember to thank her once he was finished.<p>

By this point, the man with his back pressed against the brick wall of the building opposite to the lounge had already stopped attempting to speak. At first it had been difficult to shut up him, he was lucky no passersby had heard the yelling and decided to check on what was going on. But now he was mostly quiet save for the occasional grunt in pain, and the only reason Yuu hadn't back off was, well, this guy still had enough nerve to try to shove him away and fight back. Even now, being shoved away with all the strength the man had in him, Yuuko just stumbled a bit and regained his footing in a few backwards steps, only to step forward once again, throwing a punch hard enough into the man's gut to knock him down to the ground.<p>

A few kicks to his ribs and head was all it really took to get rid of that will to fight, but Yuuko wasn't settled with that. With droplets of blood from the man's face having found places against his own face and upper chest, how own nose bleeding and cheek feeling a little sore, Yuu crouched down, getting on his knees over the man and wrapping his fingers around the other's neck, squeezing hard, fully intending on suffocating the man. Even as he heard the sound of the lounge's back door opening, it didn't fully reach Yuuko and break his focus on the man beneath him.</div>
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Oct 17 2015, 12:23 AM
[dohtml]<div align="center"><table><tbody><tr><td style="vertical-align:top;width:360px;padding:10px;background-color:#ffffff;"><div style="color:#342729;text-align:right;font-family:arial;font-size:28px;letter-spacing:-3px;border-bottom:1px dotted #b5bab1; padding-bottom: 3px;"></div><br><div style="font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;color:#252525;margin-top:3px;line-height:12px;">Oh what a joy it was to visit his favourite little store that owed him—his loan shop, to be exact—more money than most people would be willing to take out. And by favourite, Yuuko meant least favourite, because the kid that ran the place was, well, how should he put it... The blonde was nice and optimistic, even Yuuko had to commend him for that, but he wasn't exactly money-smart. Yuuko wasn't really going to say anything on the topic, he wasn't what you'd call a wise-spending either, but it didn't matter so much with the O-Sho as it did with the man who owned the little flower shop.<p>

If anything, Yuuko pitied the man. It was fairly obvious, even without the digging he'd done on his client's background, that he wasn't accustomed to having to limit his spending. And while Yuuko wasn't exactly fond of these rich-boy types, he had a bit of a softness for the blonde after having dealt with him for this long already. Kind of like an annoyingly low-hanging light fixture in your home that you'd grown accustomed to. It's irritating, but doing something about it would leave the feeling that things just weren't right.<p>

That being said, that's exactly what Yuuko felt this was. It was an annoyance to have to do this, pull Aymery into the loan shop, meet with him, talk to him about his loans and how he'd pay them off, but it was something Yuuko had grown accustomed to. Hell, it gave him something to do on the days he had no other business to take care of. Yuuko should probably thank Aymery for being such a reckless spender, if not for him Yuuko would probably be spending these days trying to find other, less-than-legal things to occupy his time with.<p>

Yuuko had arrived in the mall prior to the closing of the shop, and not long after the flower store had closed up, Yuuko had headed inside. He took a look around the shop, knowing that he could spend a bit of time here and not have to worry about security or other mall employees trying to escort him out as if he was just some shopper who refused to leave. But he only spent a minute or two looking around at the condition of the shop before focusing on finding Aymery, figuring that the man would either be tending to the flowers or in the back, doing whatever it was he needed to finish after the day was finished. </div>
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