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tampered2006-09-09 10:16 pm
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Log; Ongoing
When; Evening, Sept. 9th
Rating; PG-13 for language, subject to change
Characters; Tayuya {![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
violentflutist}, Kabuto {snake_servant}, and Greed {so_very_greedy}
Summary; After taking some jabs at Kabuto's sex life during her dinner with him and Shizune earlier in the week, Kabuto decides to put Tayuya in an awkward situation in return.
Log;
Tayuya slammed the door to her room, running her hands through her hair in a vain attempt to calm the red tresses down. She was led to the kitchen by the smells of dinner cooking, admitting despite herself that it did smell damn good, as usual with Kabuto's cooking. She had abandoned her usual uniform for another outfit she'd picked up in her quest for femininity, despite her feeling that she'd never hear the end of it from Kabuto. But this was him trying to get back at her anyway, and she'd be damned if she'd let him get to her.
She didn't know how he'd gotten Orochimaru and Kimimaro out of the apartment, but she didn't want to know what he'd told them. She'd probably already be in trouble enough for breaking that chair when she'd gotten home on Wednesday anyway.
Rating; PG-13 for language, subject to change
Characters; Tayuya {
violentflutist}, Kabuto {snake_servant}, and Greed {so_very_greedy}Summary; After taking some jabs at Kabuto's sex life during her dinner with him and Shizune earlier in the week, Kabuto decides to put Tayuya in an awkward situation in return.
Log;
Tayuya slammed the door to her room, running her hands through her hair in a vain attempt to calm the red tresses down. She was led to the kitchen by the smells of dinner cooking, admitting despite herself that it did smell damn good, as usual with Kabuto's cooking. She had abandoned her usual uniform for another outfit she'd picked up in her quest for femininity, despite her feeling that she'd never hear the end of it from Kabuto. But this was him trying to get back at her anyway, and she'd be damned if she'd let him get to her.
She didn't know how he'd gotten Orochimaru and Kimimaro out of the apartment, but she didn't want to know what he'd told them. She'd probably already be in trouble enough for breaking that chair when she'd gotten home on Wednesday anyway.