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  <title>Ohtori Choutarou</title>
  <subtitle>Ohtori Choutarou</subtitle>
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    <name>Ohtori Choutarou</name>
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  <updated>2005-10-05T17:06:01Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:16891</id>
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    <title>[Crack Week] Mission Log #327</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T17:03:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-05T17:06:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that it's best to work my way up; I have to get used to working solo, to being on my own. No backup. I'll prove my worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I rescued a young woman alone from the advances of a boorish hoodlum. Small fry, perhaps, but to her I'm sure it meant the world. The fight must begin somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in costume -- but she said she was fighting a different war than the one I fight on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a war against crime. She didn't exactly explain what it is that she was fighting against -- I didn't ask. She was distracting me. I wonder, now, if she was trying to hide something. Should have thought of that at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she quite understands how risky the streets are. I tried to impress upon her how dangerous it can be -- that there are real criminals who won't hesitate to prey on a woman who dresses like that -- but I'm not sure she was paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I was paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to act more professional. There's no reason I should have been so distracted by her clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scud is a professional superhero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get some sleep; only two hours before I have to get up and go to class. I hope the espresso machine in the dorm lounge is working; I'm going to need the caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;If she hadn't been wearing gloves, I could have lifted her fingerprints off of my costume... Why didn't I at least ask for her codename?&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:16520</id>
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    <title>[Crack Week] Superheroes can't just ... /retire/.</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T15:57:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T16:04:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's getting too old, he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're too young, there's too much risk, he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have too much to live for, he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try being a normal teenager. Go out, fall in love, get good grades. Go to college. Grow up and raise a family. Live a good life.  Go into the family business, be a lawyer like your dad. Continue your fight for justice that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Just like good ole' dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason I took up the cause! There's a reason I put on the costume, took up my weapons! This isn't a part-time thing, an after-school job that I can just quit! This isn't a hobby! Who's going to track &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt; down if we retire? Who's going to bring &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt; to justice? Who's going to keep the streets safe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a close brush with death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I almost died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So what?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to turn tail and run away from danger with my cape between my legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Silver Pair's over. So I'm not welcome back in the secret HQ. So he took away my costume and the latest gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he really think I'm that unprofessional and unprepared, that I wouldn't have stocked away &lt;i&gt;extra&lt;/i&gt; stuff, that I wouldn't have secured my own ride, that I wouldn't have prepared spare costumes, that I wouldn't have made sure I had other alternatives just in case the unthinkable happened and &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; died? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fight crime on a budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the end of the &lt;b&gt;Silver Pair&lt;/b&gt; -- but the &lt;b&gt;Scud&lt;/b&gt; will continue to fight the good fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll never put down the mask.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:16274</id>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-10-01T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T20:04:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T20:04:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sure I told you several times earlier, but why not again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, Saeki-san.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; I've &lt;i&gt;got&lt;/i&gt; to do that again. I wonder if I could talk Shishido-san into going? Hanae-chan would for sure. Somehow I doubt Hiyoshi would be willing to come along... I'll never forget the look on his face when Saeki-san did that. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Because we are Hyoutei.</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T16:54:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T17:26:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today we play Seigaku again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we'll win.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:15625</id>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-08-14T09:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T16:55:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T16:55:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night could have gone better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it could have gone much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think I'll consider the operation a success.</content>
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    <title>...a party?</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T14:21:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T16:19:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private: &lt;/b&gt; What does he mean, I'm being annoying? I've been doing my best to not be annoying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't even tell me what I'm doing that's annoying! Just telling me that out of the blue during practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks I'm being annoying? I'll show him annoying, then! &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Fuji-san:&lt;/b&gt; I've just received an invitation from the Tennis Rotary about some sort of party -- seems they're up to no good again. Give me a call, all right? I have an idea, if you're interested... &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:14770</id>
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    <title>I admit nothing.</title>
    <published>2005-07-27T19:20:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-27T19:55:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Found taped to the Hyoutei Boys Tennis Club's door:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis noon-day and the Hyoutei boys&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do sweat and practice on the courts:&lt;br /&gt;All tired are the regulars&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And the freshmen out of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beware your buchou," Taki cries!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"His eyes see all, his ears shall hear--&lt;br /&gt;Beware his furious reprimands&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or your dire fate draws near!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes his racket well in hand:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Long time the weary foes he's fought--&lt;br /&gt;Now resting he at our coach's knee&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He watches those he's taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as in idle sport they play&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Hiyoshi, with eyes of flame,&lt;br /&gt;Comes hurtling 'cross concrete and clay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To catch them at their shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two! One, two! And through and through&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The vorpal racket goes snick-snack!&lt;br /&gt;They'll wish they're dead, and hang their heads&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As glowering he moves back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Back to your drills, back to your lines,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Get back to work," Hiyoshi snaps!&lt;br /&gt;"I won't repeat, get on your feet--&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or run a hundred laps!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis noon-day and the Hyoutei boys&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do sweat and practice on the courts:&lt;br /&gt;All tired are the regulars&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And the freshmen out of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One, two! One, two! And through and through&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The vorpal racket goes snick-snack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I need to teach Hiyoshi to lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carroll-san would probably forgive me. ^ ^ &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;((OOC: Please ignore the lack of correct sentence structure and poetic forms; Ohtori thinks bad poetry is more fun anyway.))&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-07-19T11:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-20T09:10:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T09:10:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; Hiyoshi won't mind too much if I skip afternoon practice today, right? &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ah-ha, silent treatment again for me. ^ ^</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T16:05:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-11T16:05:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Was that really worth the practices you are probably going to be pulling now, Ohtori?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. It was.</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-07-08T15:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T22:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T22:44:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; At least Hiyoshi has stopped with the practices from hell. I think he enjoys it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how he enjoys a bit of friendly vengeance, then! &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-07-02T08:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-02T15:37:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-02T15:38:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Shishido-san:&lt;/b&gt; Have you found out who was distributing that videotape yet? It really is starting to bother Hiyoshi, all of the mushroom stuff, and it's not showing any signs of stopping. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; I think Hiyoshi is ready to explode. He's holding it in, but he really isn't happy about all of the teasing and joking going on. I admit to being part of it at first, but he's right, it has to stop. It's only a couple more days until the confirmation ceremony to officially make him Buchou; teasing is all right, but it's starting to be get too disrespectful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to talk to Masaharu-kun and find out if he's gotten any leads on the source of the video yet as well. It's got to be one of the kids from the theater group. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-06-25T12:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-25T19:29:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-25T19:30:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wonder if my dormmates really think I'm unaware of what a G-string is. I didn't think the first time I explained, true, but everyone who's ever played a stringed instrument has heard that old joke before. Yes, ha ha, my G string snapped. Very, very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know how it snapped, though. I replaced the entire set just a few months ago, and I've never had   a lower string go out on me before the higher ones before now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it hadn't happened during juries, I wouldn't have cared so much. I had to borrow Nishimura-kun's instrument to finish out the performance. I'm certain I didn't score well. I just can't play someone else's instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like whomever it is that keeps leaving girls' underwear on our door to stop now. I find it a little bit funny now that I've stopped being embarrassed by it, but it's starting to irritate Hiyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private: &lt;/b&gt;...Hiyoshi and I are getting along again now, I think. Maybe. Then again, maybe not. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Maa, bored.</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T06:48:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T06:48:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; I haven't gone out in a while to do anything interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understatement! Not since that disaster in February, anyway. It's about time I got to doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be more careful this time. No more buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what they're doing this weekend, hm? &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-05-25T13:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T20:13:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T20:13:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; It's strange that I don't make public posts anymore. I used to write a lot more than I do now. A lot's happened, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be glad when graduation is over and the new school year starts. There's so much to be done. Things will be very different with the seniors gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best to support Hiyoshi. I still haven't made the decision for singles versus doubles yet; I need to talk to him first and see what he thinks the team will need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will be better to start off with a strong doubles base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shishido-san hasn't said anything to me about what will be happening after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's no longer any of my business. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-05-22T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T03:28:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T03:28:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; I'd like to know who is responsible for this. I'd like to give them a good fist to the jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violence never solves anything, and I'm not the fighting sort. I'll just have to deal with it in another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are moving more quickly, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like all my time is taken up with preparations and practice. Rehearsals, performanaces. Another reason not to like the end of the year, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to write more. Maybe when things settle down. Maybe there will be more things to write about than 'I went to school. I went to practice. I came back to my dorm room and studied. I played tennis.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's nice not spending a lot of time thinking about unnnecessary things. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-05-08T09:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T16:24:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T16:26:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; It's been a long time. I've been pretty busy for the past month. That's the best way to keep things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for thinking. Just do. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Still holding on; things are looking up.</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T08:18:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T08:18:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; Well, the message has been left, at least. I hope that Saeki-san's mother passes it along to him. I should get his number myself; there's no excuse. I should have taken the opportunity Friday. I'm sure Fuji-san will give it to me if I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try again tomorrow evening if he does not call back; Father's quite correct in that this cannot be postponed any longer. I've been lucky enough that the meeting with Nishimura-san went well. It's not often that I've felt intimidated and grateful at the same time. It will take a long time to work off those hours, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neechan was surprisingly patient with me this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Hiyoshi will return to the dorms soon. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-04-02T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T04:09:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T10:23:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; Well. That's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't disregard me any longer. I've made my point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now -- I guess it's time to start rebuilding. Or trying to. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Note to self:&lt;/b&gt; Somehow, I'm relieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04/01&lt;br /&gt;Hiyoshi def. Ohtori, 7-6 &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-04-01T11:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-01T20:00:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-01T20:00:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; Just a few more hours, and then we'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiyoshi had better be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't back down. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:6836</id>
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    <title>Pull it all together, make it all make sense.</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T16:58:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T10:45:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; An hour to kill before morning practice, and I'm showered and dressed and have no more homework to take care of. I could be doing something productive with this time. I should go out jogging. I don't want to. I'm calmer now than I was last night. I thought about calling someone but I can't let myself get into that habit when I lose. I imposed on Fuji-san enough after the loss to Jirou-senpai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyoutei doesn't lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've let myself become spoiled by being a strong doubles player. I know that now. I depended too much on Shishido-san and concentrated too much on my doubles play. I can hold my own against most in singles, but my losses to Jirou-senpai and Oshitari-senpai make the places where I've slacked glaringly obvious. Losing has been good for me. I should tell myself that more often. Losing is good for me. Cuts me down to size and shows me what I need to work on. It makes sense in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is hit something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calmer than this. I'm better than this. I don't get this easily frustrated, I don't lose it like this. I came so close to hitting Kashiwa when he told me I was losing my edge. I had to force myself to put down my fist. I don't fight. I haven't needed to fight in a long time, there's no excuse for this. I should not be this dependent on someone else to calm me down and direct me. I have more control than this. No wonder Hiyoshi thinks so little of me as a singles player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting too many things affect my game. I thought confronting Hiyoshi would help -- and it has, but it's also caused problems. He doesn't talk to me now; it's like we never were friends, and I hate that. I knew this would happen, but I don't like it, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to look at things calmly and objectively. It was more my own fault that I lost than Oshitari-senpai's fault. &lt;strike&gt;I have to face the things affecting the way I am playing. I have to&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better physically. The rest between the match with Jirou-senpai and Oshitari-senpai helped, as well as Suzuki-sensei's advice. The bruised ribs are still affecting me, and I need to watch them more, but it's not as bad as it was when I played against Jirou-senpai. I have to be a hundred percent by the demonstration match, and if that means forcing myself not to go to the absolute limit so that I can avoid injury, so be it. If I injure myself in these practice matches, I won't be able to play Hiyoshi equally in the demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I just have to last that long. Just a couple more weeks. If I can make it until the demonstration, I'll tell Suzuki-sensei about&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will play him equally. I'll prove that I'm not just a doubles player, and that he's wrong, and then I will figure out how to be friends with him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win or lose. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;((OOC: &lt;strike&gt;Strikeouts&lt;/strike&gt; are deleted.))&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>If you were looking to destroy a friendship, you've done a good job of it.</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T05:05:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T05:05:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; Well done, Choutarou. I must say that went even better than anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm is not really my forte. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hyouteilion:4737</id>
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    <title>I'm much more tired than I should be.</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T21:01:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T18:54:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That was a great match yesterday, Jirou-senpai! I learned a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; Well. Good going, Choutarou, getting your ass kicked with half the club watching. Since Shishido-san isn't around to say it to me, I might as well say it to myself, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready at all. My side aches and my head hurts and I wasn't ready. I can't afford to waste any more time, but I can't rush this, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jirou-senpai manipulated me on the court, and I overstretched myself. I knew I would lose, but I never thought it would be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice and I have become great friends recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that my wrist didn't bother me at all while playing. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;[ Fuji-san:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you for last night. I've thought about things, and I believe I've made my decision at last. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Note to self:&lt;/b&gt; Visit Suzuki-sensei after practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03/04&lt;br /&gt;Akutagawa def. Ohtori, 6-3 &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fitting for a suit with tails; do you dress left or right, sir?</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T20:08:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T20:10:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Private:&lt;/b&gt; I shouldn't have come home for the weekend. I should have known Neechan would want to make me play dress-up and go to Harajuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't &lt;i&gt;get&lt;/i&gt; this Elegant Gothic ... thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not me in the mirror; it's a good thing I'm not expected to talk or do anything but pretend to be aloof and dramatic and let her hang on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I don't like getting my photograph taken like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I look particularly sexy in it, either; she's got to be lying about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;There's just something wrong with my older sister saying I look sexy with her dressed up in this stuff.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I've never run into anyone from school like this. &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;((OOC: &lt;strike&gt;Strikeouts&lt;/strike&gt; are deleted.))&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-02-16T19:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T03:17:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T03:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Hiyoshi only:&lt;/b&gt; Did you move my picture? &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>hyouteilion @ 2005-02-10T18:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T02:30:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T02:35:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be returning to school on Monday.</content>
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