Who: Sayuri, Kenshin, and some rogue werewolves. Where: Sayuri's house When: Week 6 Friday evening What: Sayuri's past starts to come a knockin'. Rating: tbd Status: closed in-progress
The cold November evening was a quiet one. Sayuri had no reason to really think much more of the cool night beyond a nice chance to relax by the small fire and read a little. She's gone to the library and gotten a few books, including one not so innocent romance novel that she was currently turning the page on.
Her clothes were comfortable and simple, a large sweater and a pair of loose yoga pants. Her long brown hair was pulled up into a loose ponytail. She reached for the small bowl of popcorn beside her to grab a piece. It was the first night in a long time that she allowed herself to indulge like this. Nights were usually spent huddling in fear until she couldnt keep her eyes open anymore. But with Kenshin here, she's finally felt safe once more.
She had no clue what was looming in the shadows, waiting since they'd seen her out at the party that Halloween.