[ behold, signs of acceptance and glee. the operation was a success. choso allows himself a wave of congratulatory satisfaction for a job well done before he looks at his hand with a frown. the crunkled can topples back to the rocks, where he scoops it back up to tuck into... into his sweatpants pocket, there we go. no littering. ]
Be it company or an ally in battle, I am yourshh to call upon at any time.
[ for izou, he flashes a thumbs up. the colour is riding real high in choso's cheeks there, huh? ]
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Be it company or an ally in battle, I am yourshh to call upon at any time.
[ for izou, he flashes a thumbs up. the colour is riding real high in choso's cheeks there, huh? ]