|Yuuki Kuran (trappedinresin) wrote in marinasylum,|
@ 2011-02-01 21:14:00
|Current location:||Sector 5|
|Entry tags:||:action, kaien kurosu, kamui, reiichirou shiba, yuuki kuran|
[Action | Open to those along the way in Sector 5]
[It's uncomfortable and ever frustrating, that familiar unease that tenses fingers, white upon knuckles stretched, clenching into the edge of a blue coat. Yet small feet press forward regardless, internal struggle outwardly suppressed for all intents a purposes, with the exception of a small bead of sweat trickling down a pretty & pale cheek, brushed a faint shade of pink with the lingering remnants of cool air still within the dome.
A glance to her side and Yuuki smiles in a bit of relief, some of the tension dissipating visibly from her body with a small upturning of her lips.]
Well, I guess technically there isn't anything I should worry about. After all according to your grumpy rescuer you're the most threatening animal in the dome.
[Looking at the bunny (Busa-kun as she's fondly named him) floppy ears dangling and nose wiggling as he glances up at her from within her bag, currently strapped across her chest, she laughs before reaching down to gently brush fingers across his nose. His fangs are barely visible except when looking at him from the side. It's one of the cuter and more enduring features of him, she thinks.]
We're almost there. I'm sure May will play with you, I know it has to get boring, being locked up in the manor all the time.
[Sentiments she understands all too well, though left unspoken to her fuzzier friend. A dozen other thoughts weigh thick & heavy on her mind. Most recently her current conversation with Zero across the network in addition to current events involving friends and unfortunate circumstances. Perhaps it's because of those things that she's out, now, a second bag also dangling at her hips. It's contents are carefully tucked in side, though 'purchased' for lack of a better word, the day before while out with Ciel. Something lighter, less harsh & depressing for everyone to partake in. She's looking forward to it herself, while hoping to keep an eye on things too.
Of course she knows not everyone shares the same idea of fun as herself though, and there are others, yet, who prefer locking themselves inside and being, in general, antisocial. She gives a small huff. Well, at the very least, even a hermit needs to get out sometimes. If she has anything to do with it, there will be another in attendance to the big event. Nearing Kamui's, she gives a small knock to the door once arriving, his scent thick in the air as she waits patiently.]