二十一

Mar. 6th, 2009 08:34 pm
revengeisalie: (Anyway I can try anything.)
private || thoughts || offscreen )

Funny, isn't it? How it isn't until something affects you deeply and personally that you truly realize its horror. Thank you kindly, City. That was a lesson for life. If I underestimated you before - well. I'm not going to do that any longer.

Moving on. Does the police keep an eye on types like this? It would be a relief to know.

Thank you, Rosella, for calling the communicator's writing function to my attention. As can be seen, I have practiced diligently. It recognizes most of what I'm writing on the first attempt. I think I'll use that from now on - everyone must be so sick of hearing my voice by now.

Youko, or Ryōga-kun, how about some training? I could use that.

(OOC: Following this and that. Flatmates may have noticed her coming home around midnight in a very gloomy mood. Spent some time locked in the bathroom, swearing, crying and retching. Link is IC. And yep, this entry is written. The time of eternal voice posting is over.)
revengeisalie: (The sweet clematis.)
[A click and shuffling as the door of the apartment opens.]

Anata, I'm home!

Okaerinasai.

[A pause, followed by steps as he crosses the space between them, and a rustle of cloth as he pulls her in.]

[She gasps and giggles a little, her bag slipping to the ground and hitting it with a dull sound.]

H-hey, what are you doing?

[The smug satisfaction of having her home is easily audible in the timbre of his voice.]

Welcoming you home.

Now, let us partake of breakfast . . .


[And a small sound as he kisses her.]

Don't tell me you made breakfast?

[Her tone speaks of incredulity. A slight rustle of clothes as she disentangles herself from him, positioning herself at a proper distance.]

Of course. I wouldn't impose that you make it immediately returning home.

[A few steps as he returns to the kitchen.]

Of course, I have something sweet waiting for you . . .

[And more steps as she follows him.]

You really needn't...

But thank you.


Come on and eat.

[A moment of quiet as he simply smirks at her.]

[She sighs, but the sound of her sitting down on a pillow can be heard.]

Alright.

OOC: Oh yes, we went there. )

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