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Tweak says, "Reverse the polarity!"

Ikeda Kiriko | 池田妃凛子 (apathyisboring) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-10-27 11:40:00

Entry tags:

kiriko, kozue, reizo, tora

OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD
Who: Kiriko, Kozue, Tora, Reizo
What: A HAPPY VISITATION
Where: Kiriko's dorm room
When: After or just as Kozue gets home from Wild Duck Burger
Why: Kiriko has not suffered enough.

The longer Kiriko looked in the mirror, the harder she frowned. Really, how was she supposed to know which pair of earrings was the least likely to get her strangled to death and buried in concrete? She adjusted her top for the millionth time, though it was already showing the correctly calibrated amount of cleavage, (and making her rather uncomfortable all the while - she was more of a legs girl when it came to showing off, anyway) just enough to avoid negative reactions from both the people she saw at school every day and the woman who was quite potentially about to murder her, however much Reizo insisted otherwise.

After a few different necklace swaps and a sigh in the general direction of the clock, Kiriko sulkily tore herself from the mirror and went to retrieve her bag from the bed.

"I'll be back later. Thanks for bringing the food."

She stared moodily at her mostly unfinished burger and fries, then waved to Kozue and headed for the door... then jumped at the sudden, thunderous knock.

That... couldn't be... they wouldn't... would they?

Hesitantly, nervously, hoping against hope that it wasn't, Kiriko opened the door and immediately discovered that it was.

The slack-jawed expression quickly hardened into a much sharper look in Reizo's general direction.

"I was about to leave!" she protested. After a weak smile and a quick bow in the direction of Mrs. Shirai she ushered them in, checking hurriedly for how many people saw them arrive before shutting the door behind them.

"Um, Kozue-san? We have guests."

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some_other_dog
2009-10-30 01:28 am UTC (link)

Tora Shirai listened to and watched Kozue with veiled interest. She’d hoped to get something out of the thin girl, but the acquiescing bowing and prim and proper manner she’d been conducting herself with made the woman doubtful of anything of use coming out.

Which was why it was a little shocking to hear about the engagement. Was Reizo the bad engagement she was referring to? Surely this girl that she’d, mistakenly, taken for a proper little Japanese princess wouldn’t shove her foot that far into her mouth?

The tall woman leaned forward on the bed, ignoring Kiriko’s snatching, and frowned at Kozue in question.

“Engagement? To Reizo?” Apparently she was more interested in getting answers out of the roommate rather than straight from the horse’s mouth.

Reizo slapped his forehead with an audible thwack, and shook his head disparagingly at Kiriko.

“No, we’re good.”

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anthesphoria
2009-10-30 03:25 am UTC (link)

Kozue blinked, surprised at the question and a little nervous as being the object of further scrutiny. She'd just assumed that Reizo's mother would have the whole story—she at least appeared to have some of it and wasn't that, like, a criminal thing? Knowing everything?

"Oh, oh, no," she shook her head, denying, although it wasn't entirely necessary after Reizo's display. "She was engaged to an old schoolmate." A pause. She dug at the floor slightly with her slippered foot, feeling uncomfortably interrogated. "That was, the, uh, dreams he was crushing. Her parents'." You know, that old man with those crushed dreams. "Maybe Abe-san's too—I'd bet so."

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apathyisboring
2009-10-31 05:06 pm UTC (link)

Kiriko was not particularly pleased to have been bypassed, though pursed lips were really the only sign of this. Plus, she didn't even have an excuse to play hostess and run errands to keep herself busy. The whole thing made her feel a bit like a kid at the adult's table, though she was reluctant to lay blame for that at the feet of the mildly terrifying woman eating her hamburger, so instead she tried not to worry about it. She crossed the floor to take a seat next to Kozue on her bed, leaning back on her palms and listening to her friend answer.

"Yeah, his too."

She nodded cheerfully in confirmation and supressed the urge to add that Reizo had crushed his nose, too, once upon a time, and so really this was all just doing a round job of it.

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