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asgardmeridiem2012-04-10 05:31 pm
takebow) wrote in asgardmeridiem2012-04-10 05:31 pm
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[closed] I should be sick, but that my resolution helps me
Who: Rion and Yukari
What: Somebody stole our Arisatos and now we're all sad.
When: Day 65, very early morning.
Where: Freya House common room.
Rating: will update if necessary.
[They'd spirited away Minato-kun for something. For some weird experiment, probably. Or one of those pranks.
Regardless of what it is, Yukari's been searching the town, full of concentration and ardor, but without any target or any results, for the whole day. Frustrating as it was, she'd simply bottled that up--every second might count, or he might come back on his own, but either way, she wasn't going to stop. She didn't want to ask anyone else for help, either; Aigis would be looking on her own anyway, and she didn't want anyone else to know she was even worried, even afraid, even terrified -- that it might not be what she was telling herself what it was.
No, she wouldn't go in, she wouldn't sleep, she wouldn't do anything until she'd found him. Except she'd started to feel lightheaded. And she needed to eat. And she needed to sit down.
And so, smarting from even that small increased failure, she gets back to Freya House late at night -- the early morning -- and finds herself sitting in the dark, eating something random from the refrigerator, staring at the few pinpricks of light around, staring at the different kind of colorlessness that descends at night.]
What: Somebody stole our Arisatos and now we're all sad.
When: Day 65, very early morning.
Where: Freya House common room.
Rating: will update if necessary.
[They'd spirited away Minato-kun for something. For some weird experiment, probably. Or one of those pranks.
Regardless of what it is, Yukari's been searching the town, full of concentration and ardor, but without any target or any results, for the whole day. Frustrating as it was, she'd simply bottled that up--every second might count, or he might come back on his own, but either way, she wasn't going to stop. She didn't want to ask anyone else for help, either; Aigis would be looking on her own anyway, and she didn't want anyone else to know she was even worried, even afraid, even terrified -- that it might not be what she was telling herself what it was.
No, she wouldn't go in, she wouldn't sleep, she wouldn't do anything until she'd found him. Except she'd started to feel lightheaded. And she needed to eat. And she needed to sit down.
And so, smarting from even that small increased failure, she gets back to Freya House late at night -- the early morning -- and finds herself sitting in the dark, eating something random from the refrigerator, staring at the few pinpricks of light around, staring at the different kind of colorlessness that descends at night.]
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