Shura could listen to Masahiro talk about his trip to the moon all day. Not only because it was interesting, of course, but you just can't beat a constant supply of free, fresh bread.
"That is not what I meant by heavenly music..." Dominion muttered quietly, laying his head on the table to block the eerie sight of winged, halo-adorned guitars self-playing some obnoxious rock tune.
Try to make friends, strike up conversation, Izumi had suggested. Maybe one of the Minatos. She hadn't warned him of this one...
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Kamina/Gabriel: owls
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Crazynato/Dominion: guitars
Outer Space
Owls
Gabriel couldn't respond to the question that had come out of the blue like that. She hadn't intended to sneak up on this demi-fiend, but...
"I...suppose..."
Guitars
Try to make friends, strike up conversation, Izumi had suggested. Maybe one of the Minatos. She hadn't warned him of this one...