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Tweak says, "O death where is thy sting"

Sonozaki Renju [園崎蓮珠] (lotus_beyond) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2011-05-24 20:19:00

Entry tags:

kei, renju

Who: Renju, Kei.
What: Conversation and, ideally, information.
When: Late afternoon, after movie night discussion.
Where: Butterfly House common room.
Why: Because.

Renju had not expected life to be quite so... well, peaceful after they'd escaped the clutches of the angels. The Butterfly House was perfect for them, fulfilling all their needs and desires, and even Renju had succumbed for a time to the overwhelming need to unwind. Though the garden was not quite the same as hers, she found it calming, and spent most of her time there or in her room losing herself in pursuits that were, for once, not school or Paradise.

But it hadn't taken her long to grow restless, and start thinking again of the world outside. The spires outside her window would not let her forget for long, after all. Even with that, though, it had been Kei who finally pushed her into action, albeit indirectly. The mere mention of an "after" had been enough to trigger a cascade of dark thoughts, and a sense of gloom that took some time to lift.

When it did, she found herself in the common room, gazing through the largest of the windows there, at the sun glittering off crystal. It wasn't time to strike yet, true, not according to Raphael--but there still had to be something that could be done in the meantime...

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	disappear_npc 2011-05-25 12:53 am UTC (link)
	His eyes ran over her inquisitively, catching the way she fiddled with her skirt and the moment's pause on the curtains. Renju was always a little overformal, but he had an inkling what was coming. "Sure," he answered with a nod, gesturing to the kitchen. "Drinks while we talk?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lotus_beyond
2011-05-25 01:00 am UTC (link)

He knew, she could tell, and she was grateful for the move out of the common room. Though some of this could be discussed with the others, and probably should, this didn't seem like the time or the place for what could easily turn into an inquisition.

Of course, that relied on her not making it one.

Once in the kitchen, she made a beeline for the coffee maker. It wasn't something she drank often, but suddenly she felt the need for something stronger than water or tea. "How are you feeling?" she inquired while setting it up, her tone if not her words making it clear that it was more than a polite inquiry.

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disappear_npc
2011-05-25 01:32 am UTC (link)

"Good," he answered in a polite, neutral tone as he fetched himself a can of melon cream soda from the fridge. He paused with his hand on the door before turning around with a grimace and heading over to the table divided from the kitchen by fusuma. Once he was seated, he let his shoulders slump.

"I'm doing my best," he amended, his answer more honest if less informative this time.

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