Hi, I'm Iori. I'm 18 and am about to study law at the University of Tokyo. Whenever I'm not studying, I like to practice Kendo and spend time on the internet, so go ahead and ask me something if you like.(OOC: My first RP!)
Smart and Reliable Iori
I passed all of my classes this semester! I even got a better grade in my worst subject than I expected. Chemistry isn’t my friend.
I’ve been online for over a year, and I haven’t reached my 1000th post yet. It’s kinda surprising but not at the same time.
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Why blame others for anything? If it happened, it happened. If it’s an accident, then it just happened. If they did whatever they did, then they need to do something about it. Pointing fingers gets no one nowhere.
“I find MetalGarurumon terrifying.”
Eh, but he’s awesome.
That’s good! That means he’s intimidating, and he can scare away bad guys. Mega level Digimon aren’t supposed to be cute anyways.
Daisuke rubbed his head, trying not to think too much more about names or bodyswaps. His head was starting to pound and he wanted to nip the possible ache in the bud.
“C’mon, I can’t stick just standin’ around,” He added as he found his own number in Hikari’s phone and began walking as he hit ‘dial’, “I’m starving..” He sighed, wondering if he should’ve called Ken instead, but either way, essentially he was calling the same place and talking to someone who was only in Ken’s body wouldn’t help him find his friend.
The redhead looked back at Iori and grinned, “Can we stop off somewhere for food?” He asked, having skipped breakfast in lieu of trying to find out what was going on.
Just as Iori expected, no one answered the phone. It might just be because it was the second missed call, but he was starting to think that Takeru’s phone didn’t work.
Can we stop off somewhere for food?
“Sure.” He nodded. “Come to think of it, I didn’t even eat breakfast this morning. I was so confused about everything.” Then another thought came to him. What if someone sees them together as Takeru and Hikari and thought Takeru was cheating? No, that probably wouldn’t be the case. After all, the two (Takeru and Hikari) are such good friends.
(Source: smartnreliableiori)
“No, not really.” Iori answered, looking down into Hikari’s eyes. “But if I were to guess, I’d say that Takeru’s in my body. I mean, it’s only fair.” He shrugged.He pulled Takeru’s phone out of his pocket. “Then again, maybe I can call and ask. But I’d hate to go into Takeru’s phone without permission.”
“So would that mean Hikari’s in my body?” Daisuke asked, scratching his head. If that was right, she probably wouldn’t be all that happy about that. Aside from that, she and whoever was in Ken’s body might have some questions if they got up at the same time, but he could worry about that later. The redhead looked up at Iori again and nodded, but wait, “Hold on, Taichi’s in Mimi’s body.. and Sora’s in Taichi’s body.. if what you’re saying is right, it wouldn’t be like that, right?” Taichi would have been in Sora’s body.. or Mimi would have been in Taichi’s. Despite being in her body, Daisuke didn’t seem to have gained extra intelligence from Hikari, and all of this was starting to make his head hurt.
“I don’t think we really have a choice,” He replied, in regards the phones. He took Hikari’s cell out of her pocket and began searching her contacts for his own number.
Iori frowned at all of the names and body swap possibilities. He was surprised that he didn’t get too confused. The whole thing was confusing enough!
Iori took out Takeru’s phone. Daisuke was right. They don’t have a choice. Surely, Iori wouldn’t see anything private, and Takeru would forgive him. Iori typed in his number and began to call.
