Random FY RPG

here we can do some rp without it needing a plot XD

Tasuki nods avidly in agreement. "An' thats a damn good thing too. I ain't too good at plots." Nuriko sighs from his place by the random windowsill, his hands daintilly braiding his waist length amethyst hair. Every now and then he eyes leave his hands to peer longingly at the Emperor currently perched upon his throne, another sigh, this time lovelorn, escaping his painted lips.

Chichiri hovers calmly by Hotohoris chair, scrolls and other important looking papers in his hands. "What do you mean plot, noda?" he inquires, turning towards Tasuki with a perplexed look on his masked features, looking like Tama-Neko more than ever, "Have you been listening to Miaka rambling about how we all live in a book again?" He shook his head, cyan bangs bouncing with the movement. Their priestess was deffinitly a strange one.

Tamahome was seatdd not to far away from the rest of the celestial warriors he staring out of the window and was listening to Tasukis talking.

''I believe her you know if Miakas says that we do it must be so'' and sighed deeply.
''Were is she any of you seen Miaka anywere?''

Nuriko shook his head. ''I havent seen her in awhile i thougth she was with you the whole time and furrowed his eyebrows a bit.

''No ore else i would not be asking you this quistion now would i ?'' he said and sounded a bit annoyed
''Whoo take it easy there she cant be far maybe she is in her room studying for her exames ore whatever she calls it'' he said.

''Yes thats a good idea thanks Nuriko'' Tamahome said with a smile and went on his way.

Tasuki watched his fellow warrior leave, his face taking on a mischievous demeanor. He began to creep along behind him, careful to make his footsteps as silent as humanly possible. A sudden jerk of his coat the moment he had reached the doorway halted his progress, causing him to glare sullenly over his shoulder at his captor.

"Aaah, why'd ya have to stop me?" he whined, attempting and failing, to shake Nuriko's grip, "I only wanted ta tease em a lil' bit." Nuriko's gaze hardened. "Didn't your mother ever teach you its rude to interupt a couple in their alone time?" he sniffed. 'Plus it got Miaka out of his highness's sight for a bit.' he added mentally, already plotting different ways in which he may woo his beloved emperor.

"She din't care 'bout that sorta stuff." Tasuki replied dismissivly, "She left that ta me sisters."

Nuriko sighed. ''Still even the likes of you would be able to understand when a couple needs time alone now wont you Tasuki dear'' he said with a sweet tone to his voice.

''Led me escort you away from here'' and led Tasuki away from the room Tamahome had just walked into

Miaka was blocking on her homework when Tamahome walked in

She sighed deeply clearly not getting it at all. that when Tamahome walked in she quickly shoved it away to give him her attention instead of her homeowork deciding having the company of her love rigth here to be far more enjoyable then making her homework.

''Tamahome?'' she said trying to sound surprised.

''I thought you might be here'' he said with a smile'' and walked over towards the desk.
''I came ask you to come together with everyone to tonights summer festival i did told you about it did i ?''
She nodded her head happily.

''But i thought Nuriko said it was tomorrow?'' she said confused.
''He did?'' that little'' he thought but suppressed his angry emotion for miakas sake and smiled instead.

''Its tonight believe me''

She stood up from her chair and came to stand before him with a smile.

''Lets go ask Hotohori if its really true then shall we''
and together they walked out of the room.

After depositing Tasuki as far from the door way as possible, (if he was slightly unconcious that wasn't Nuriko's fault. It serves the bandit right for not being able to stand a friendly 'tap' or two' the amythist haired male made his way towards the throne.

"You're majesty," he simpered, his voice oozing enough gooie affection that even Chichiri's mask couldn't hide the monk's cringe, "What are your plans for this evening?"

Hotohori winced at the sugary tone. "I plan to retire as soon as my work here is finished," he answered politely, his quiet deep voices making the metaphorical love hearts in Nuriko's eyes grow even further.

"That won't do!" Nuriko exclaimed, his high pitched voice causing all in the vicinity to cringe and wonder vaguely how a man should be able to sound that high, "You ought to go out and see the festival!!" His eyes brightened as he warmed to the diea. "I know! How about I help you create a disguise?"

"I don't think that would wi-"

"No, no, it's no trouble at all!! you can pretend to be my date!" Nuriko interupted, eyes sparkling.

At that same time Tamahome and Miaka entered the room again just to see the awkward situation the emperor seemed to be into.

Miaka always trying to be helpful to her friends went to help Nuriko with pursuing the emperor to come along tonight she was very excited for it after all and wanted all of her warriors to come along with her.

''Ahh please Hotohori you have to come it will be lots of fun you see trust me'' she said with a smile.

Hotohori closed his eyes, a slightly pained expression taking over his features at the prospect of letting Miaka down after she asked so sweetly.

"Perhaps... One would benefit from such an excursion..." he said at length, eying the others tentatively. "However!" He added quickly, slightly horrified as Nuriko seemed ready to lurch forward, a disturbing glint in those purple eyes. "I will only accompany you if the others do so too."

Chichiri gave a small squeak as all eyes turned to him, a sweat-drop coursing its way down his cheek. "I... uh... Isn't it a ... couples only occasion no da?" He asked weakly, "I'm afraid I don't have a date."

At this Nuriko's eyes brightened even further as he gave a calculative chuckle, his eyes drifting towards the unconscious bandit at the corner of the room. "Leave that to me Chichiri -san."