31 May 2012 @ 08:52 pm
I meant to make a few inquiries, but I think that it had better wait until part of the population is no longer made up of ponies.
18 May 2012 @ 07:02 pm
[ taped to his office door ]

If there are any questions regarding the exam, realize that we covered the relevant material in class. Grades will be out as soon as possible.

Don't complain unless you are sure you have a valid cause.

Wishing you a pleasant summer holiday,

Professor Saito

[ ooc; university professor for business, economics and hey, handwave if you want him to have taught anything else. ]
21 April 2012 @ 04:03 pm
[ Saito is sitting on a couch, dressed immaculately as usual though with a cat on his lap, purring as he pets it with seemingly no regard for cat hair on his suit. There's dry cleaners in the City, after all.

In one hand, he holds a photograph.
] A curse, it seems. Are they usually so varied as this? [ First the Titanic, now it's raining photographs. There seems little rhyme and reason to it, but Saito sounds only somewhat puzzled. ]

Mr Eames, I believe we need to speak about your sartorial choices.

[ ooc; List of pictures of him up for grabs here! ]
11 April 2012 @ 08:21 pm
[ there is a man, dressed in an impeccable double-breasted suit. for a moment, the video catches his face (surprise written on Japanese features) before he bends, one hand over his chest and the other covering a cough. he straightens, soon after, inspecting the back of his hand as though he expects something there— blood, in this case, brows drawing together in a frown before his expression clears, politely disinterested now. ] I see.

It would seem that I will be here for some time. [ he inclines his head, tone the verbal equivalent of a shrug. ]

[ ooc; GUESS WHAT. Saito-san is in your City. ]