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[remonroboto.livejournal.com]

[There is a Kikaito, stopped dead in his tracks, eyes as wide as saucers as his thumb slowly runs down the hand of his exposed, notably jointless, arm.

He starts at a fingertip, slides down the palm, and stills again once he reaches his wrist.

That.

That was a pulse.

That was a pulse.

And he could feel it quickening, to boot.]

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[totally_blue]

It's hard to notice. But it's fine to fill this place full of humans. Don't you think?

[remonroboto.livejournal.com]

It was very easy to notice.

...Perhaps.

[totally_blue]

Err.. yeah. [He gotta blame himself not to look carefully.]

With your new formed body, what you're going to do?

[remonroboto.livejournal.com]

I...I don't know.

[Through his entire time online, logic has told him that this would never happen, so he didn't exactly dwell on the possibility.]

[totally_blue]

[It's up to Kaito to do something. Something that related with skin senses.]

How bout I treat you ice-cream? It's a good start.

[remonroboto.livejournal.com]

Ice cream...yes. Ingestion would be an interesting new experience.

[totally_blue]

[Brb get some ice cream. Got two here. Whatever it is, it's vanilla flavored.]

Here you go.

[remonroboto.livejournal.com]

[And he'll take it, almost nervously taking a lap at it.

...His eyes widen a bit.

......

OM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM. ♥]

[totally_blue]

[Be careful or you might got brain freeze.]

How is it?