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kondo kozue | 近藤 梢 ([info]anthesphoria) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-11-18 11:44:00

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Entry tags:keiichi, kozue

WHO: Keiichi and Kozue
WHERE: Butterfly Room.
WHEN: Before summer break begins. During gym.
WHAT: Kozue is in her favorite spot to skip things. Keiichi is running errands for Ito-Sensei.
WHY: We said so.


In the past, when Kozue had felt like skipping gym class, she had made vague, foreboding excuses to Aomori-sensei about not wanting to screw up her tennis game, or "feminine problems"—and that had always been effective enough to buy her an excuse note. But that had been when she'd needed an excuse note. Now, she had a secret otherworldly Class Skipping room. Well, she and nearly twenty of her peers did, but… hell, it wasn't like people like Reizo or Kanaye were going to tattle on her for blowing off a day of gym here and there.

And they were doing wrestling. Again. Wrestling with all of its attendant miseries, like Ito-sensei's encouragements and Shirou's enthusiasm and exceedingly dire possibilities of public humiliation. Who wouldn't skip that?

Hiding in the Butterfly Room had gotten creepier, though, since the introduction of the hands. But Kozue was trying her best to ignore them; it was largely effective. Instead, she was sitting on the floor, engaged in adding another coat of pink polish to her toenails. (She was also counting down the days to summer, when she could paint her fingernails as well without risking punishment from the school. Imagine! Weeks and weeks of fingernail polish and makeup and cute outfits with no restriction! And swimsuit season!)



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[info]anthesphoria
2009-11-19 07:28 pm UTC (link)
"Well, you are here to bust me for skipping gym class," Kozue lied. In truth, the idea of having a conversation with someone she'd broken up with was strange—usually the end of a romance was the end of any functional relationship whatsoever, in Kozue's life. Then again, that might have been because she usually dated people whom she had little to no interest in as people.

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[info]keiito
2009-11-19 07:37 pm UTC (link)
Keiichi pulled out his cell phone. "There's ten minutes left by now. Even if I get you out of here, there's no way we'll make it back in time. I would say you're pretty safe."

Shrugging, Keiichi shifted on the couch. "So your streak of skipping hym should be entirely intact."

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[info]anthesphoria
2009-11-19 07:57 pm UTC (link)
She laughed. "Good. I'm going for the record," she declared, before looking down at her toes again. Almost done. One more coat, maybe. "Which is held by your current girlfriend, I think." A pause. "Do you like the color?" A nod to her toes.

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[info]keiito
2009-11-19 11:35 pm UTC (link)
"It's nice," Keiichi nodded. "And yeah, I know. I'm trying to talk to her about it."

Really, Keiichi thought Aoi-san would look quite nice in a leotard, but now wasn't the time to voice that opinion.

"We...probably need to talk one of these days," he murmured, softly. "About the whole..yeah."

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[info]anthesphoria
2009-11-20 01:47 am UTC (link)
That. Yeah. She nodded, though carefully. He wanted to talk? Well, they did need to continue to have a professional relationship. She supposed, at least, it could be called that.

"Any time you want," she offered. It was the polite thing to do, right? And though internally she felt some doubt about it, she'd always prided herself on being excellent at handling breakups. A real pro.

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