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Now, if this scene was written by Shichi, it would look something like this:


Shichi: OMG Mr Urahara I wuv U
Kisuke: BBQ I wuv U2
*CENSORED*
*And they lived in Rakuen-33 for the rest of their lives, the end!*


But fortunately for all of us, I'm the writer here, and I don't care about what my characters want! AHAHAHA-- uh, anyway. Go international rock.


[setting: a back room of the Urahara Shop]

*Shichi is sitting on a chair while Urahara... er, peers into her ear with some kind of flashlight-magnifying glass.*

Kisuke: Can you lift your left arm?

Shichi: Uh... uh... *lifts her left arm*

Kisuke: Good. Now wriggle your fingers.

*She wriggles her fingers.*

Shichi: Crap, I... I can't do this. He's... He's Mr. Urahara! I have to tell him the--

Kisuke: Good, can you make a fist?

Shichi: *makes a fist*

Kisuke: Great! Can you do all of that with the other arm, too?

Shichi: Uh... s-s-sure...

*She lifts up her arm, parallel with the other, and there is a sudden blur and a click. This turns out to be a pair of handcuffs over her wrists.*

Shichi: *eyes wide* Uh, uh, uh... MR. URAHARA!

Kisuke: *eyes hidden by the brim of his hat* I don't know who you are, or why you're here, but I know you're not a customer. *One eye peeks out from under the hat.* Start explaining.

Shichi: Uh, I... I... I was sent by the Piper, Mr. Urahara. She's after you.

Kisuke: The Piper, eh? Who's that?

Shichi: She's... I don't really know. I've never seen her face.

Kisuke: Hm. And the men outside?

Shichi: They're her agents.

Kisuke: I see. So she sent you to kill me, or what?

Shichi: N-no, most certainly not! She sent me to... to... *blushes* ...uhm, convince you to follow her. By any means necessary.

Kisuke: *scratching his head through the hat* Really.

Shichi: A-and... that might mean she leads you to your death, or to Rakuen-33, or you might just be like me. But no one she's after ever escapes. In fact, they all choose to follow her of their own will. *lighting up* But you, Mr. Urahara-- you might be the first one to resist!

Kisuke: Yes, but I'll need help! Together, with you, we shall RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY VERY FAST! And we will be faster than them, because we run with LOVE and--

Kisuke: Uh, hello?

*Her reverie ends with a sudden POP.*

Shichi: Uh? o.o

Kisuke: Sorry, you sort of spaced out there while you were talking. Something about following of their own will?

Shichi: Oh, uh, yes. The Piper... she's... she just knows how to make everyone want to follow her. I don't know how. *sadly* But please, Mr. Urahara... don't give in. Be the first to escape her.

Kisuke: ........ *eyes peering out from under hat*


And that's not even half of what I wanted to write. Nyeh. Stupid class.