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Shu Ouma ☩ 桜満集 ([personal profile] departing) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2012-06-09 12:07 am
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Who: Inori Yuzuriha ([personal profile] viralsong ) and Shu Ouma ([personal profile] departing )
What: Catching up on things :c
When: Day 94
Where: Shu/Gai/Inori's home in the Odin district!
Rating:PG13


[It's been a while since Shu's returned to the new home he's made here in Asgard. While things have changed for him he didn't want to stop doing the simple chores that had been assigned to him earlier. Doing the dishes without a right arm was exceptionally difficult for some reason. He wasn't complaining and instead he tried to do the chores to the best of his ability. It was kind of sloppy. No wait, "kind of" is an underestimate. He was struggling so much you could almost call it a waste of time. Even though he looked self efficient staring at his methods would be hard and there had to be an easier way of doing this.

He was grateful the Apocalypse Virus symptoms weren't acting up lately. If they did he would have to tell Gai right away and he would prefer to avoid that.

In any case he seemed to be doing things pretty slowly and he would screw up from time to time. Like for example he'd try to reach out towards the bar of soap only to be reminded that his arm had been severed during Arisa Kuhouin's Coup D'etat. Not that he plans on telling either of them this any time soon, it seems to be getting in the way of things. Inori's probably somewhere near by! Feel free to invade.]

[personal profile] viralsong 2012-06-12 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Since Shu's arrival back in Asgard, Inori had found herself struggling to understand all of emotions that came with it. She'd missed him over the almost nine days he was gone, wondering if he'd returned home for good. The thought had gnawed at her brain so badly it actually hurt.

But now he was back. And she was happy... yeah, that was the right word. Incredibly happy to see him. But when she'd realized his arm was missing, pain had stabbed at her heart so badly that she'd almost reeled from it. Now she found herself watching him from a distance, not sure how to approach him... not sure what to say. It was far, far too confusing.

So now that he was washing the dishes, she watches from behind the door frame. Funnel was at her feet, remaining quiet thank goodness. Inori was trying to remain out of sight, but it didn't last long. Before she could stop herself, her nose tickled and she sneezed.

Cover blown. Some terrorist she was.]