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Akuba Maeko ([info]giantfruitbyday) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-11-17 19:41:00

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Entry tags:maeko, misaki

Who: Misaki, Maeko
What: Discussion
Where: Dorm room
When: After exams
Why: I was envious of Bel and Alice's girly threads.

There were two desks in the dorm room, each facing the wall. Maeko had claimed one for herself when they first moved in and in the month or so that followed she had slowly built what seemed to be a fortress made of clutter. It looked something like a puzzle, everything was organized so carefully and the desk was so very full that if even one thing was out of place the whole set up would be in grave danger of collapsing upon itself.

This was force of habit more than anything. The desk drawers were functional but unused despite the fact that they would probably make the desk area a lot less dangerous. It would become a little safer once she cleared her revision material away, maybe.

Maeko sat in the centre of this mess with her back to Misaki, clicking away madly. She had been there for the last hour or so, with a look on her face that communicated very, very effectively that she was working on something and it would be a bad idea to distract her.

And then, as if she was intentionally trying to bring the rediculousness of the whole situation to a peak, she sent a message to Misaki. Misaki, who was in the same room as her. And who would have to look for her phone.

[Hey, look at this.]

She stood up from her chair and stretched, moving to the side to allow Misaki to see the screen.



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[info]giantfruitbyday
2009-11-19 08:03 pm UTC (link)
"Retsu-senpai has been told that he's doing it wrong and has continued to do it. If he wanted to change then he would have by now." She paused, forcing herself to see Misaki as anyone else at all. "I don't understand what you're saying about Satou-senpai, you'll need to elaborate."

"Shadows don't count. They just just what people want. People are more than that, they take the effects of thier actions into consideration when making decisions. Retsu is not a shadow and has no excuse for not being able to recognize the difference between what he should and shouldn't do."

She hesitated for a second, frowning. Imagining Misaki as Tom was helping but was disturbing for all sorts of reasons, most of which involved the inherent creepiness of Tom being in thier room. After a few second's holding her breath, she spoke again. Slowly and deliberately, as if somehow verbally testing whether metaphorical ice could carry weight.

"Honestly..." Okay, no cracks so far. "It's selfish to say that other people should forgive someone just because of how they've acted toward you. It's insulting that you'd imply that how people treat you should have more of an impact than how they'd treat everyone else." She sped up and began to talk more quietly toward the end, physically flinching when she was done.

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