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[justa_shopowner]

After six months of silence... I have nothing to say. 

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[fuckyobancouch]

Urahara Kisuke, speechless?

I dunno'f I'm ready fer this day. Like, I imagined it. I dreamed 'bout it, but to actually have it right here'n front of me... I jes' dunno how to handle it.

So late... ;~;

[justa_shopowner]

[Had planned on saying a few more choice words about his mun. About why he was turning the wheels on her with his silence, and grumbling here and there, [i]but[/i] he decides to go with-]

So you dream about me~?

HA HA SPEAKING OF LATE

[fuckyobancouch]

Oh, constantly. RIGHT when Yoruichi's about ta slip outta her uniform when ya bust in an' bust out some kinda mosaic-tech. Que yers truly wakin' up in impotent rage, cursin' yer name from this side a' the afterlife to the other.

[Two terrible trolls can play this game, they can.]

Haha, you win. |D

[justa_shopowner]

[Just one thing caught his attention.]

You should get that impotency thing checked out...

[Round one, go!]

Hey. Hey STYLISH dudes always show up late you know that right?

[fuckyobancouch]

An' I jes' so suppose you'd have some concoction that'll fix it right up, fer a very agreeable price an' no dubious side-effects?

I must be off the charts...

[justa_shopowner]

As a matter of fact I do! I happen to have with me- [Rummaging through his pockets quickly now, can't miss out on making a sale.] -several candied pills here, powdered fingernails there, and - [holds out a juice box.] -this!