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Oubai, Kouchisei ([info]daioujou) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-05-26 00:00:00

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Entry tags:kou, misaki, reizo, shadow

Who: Open.
What: Shadow Encounter.
Where: Noodle Alley.
When: Tuesday, after school.
Why: He fell down the rabbit hole.

Noodle Alley was a street of flavoursome cuisene. Oubai Kouchisei was sitting in the one of the diners. His arms were crossed in contemplation. These weren't restaurants, he'd used to think; they were troughs, places that served food he wouldn't have recognised as proper.

However, he was here.

He was eating a broth that combined thick, curly noodles, miso and oily fish. It had a robust, tangy flavour and included leeks, onions and white pepper, with a topping of sweetcorn and butter. On the counter was a ceramic cup of tea. He thought it was a little like green tea but lighter in taste.

"If you're willing to bother to get me a refill," he said over the counter to the chef, "I've got the money."


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[info]daioujou
2009-05-26 05:01 pm UTC (link)
"They're nothing that concerns you," Kou said, not looking at her. He adjusted the bag over his shoulder and remembered he had tennis practice. "Just go. Your incessant chatter is annoying."

He let out a low aggravated sigh. She'd ruined his meal, and he'd just wanted to sit down for a quiet meal without anybody from that school reminding him of the cycle he was stuck in. If he made friends, he decided whether they were of use or not in breaking free. This one was too kind. She wouldn't bring him anything new.

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[info]pinksunbeam
2009-05-26 05:04 pm UTC (link)
Misaki turned then and clenched her fists. She wouldn't cry, no matter how mean he was to her. She wouldn't cry in front of him. She just couldn't.

"All...Alright Oubai-senpai. I'll go...Just...I just wish we could have been friends." Misaki turned to leave then and looked around for where she was. She hated feeling lost like this.

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