Akuba Maeko (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} giantfruitbyday) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} disappear_rpg,@ 2009-12-12 01:09:00 |
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| Entry tags: | maeko, misaki |
Who: Maeko, Misaki
What: Talking, protecting, watching the fireworks from windows.
Where: Tenth floor of an appartment block opposite the skypark.
When: After letters.
Why: Because Maeko is crazy and paranoid.
Maeko hadn't been lying when she'd said the appartment where she'd lived with her mother and father was small. There really wasn't room for three people.
Misaki had been intructed by both Maeko (in hushed voice) and Michio (in sign that seemed much louder by comparison despite its silence) to sit down and read or something and be quiet while Maeko was at work. She'd been left in Maeko's room.
And it was a very good job that she wasn't claustrophobic.
The room was very pink, with wallpaper involving the misadventures of white cartoon rabbits with balloons and glow-in-the-dark plastic stars on the ceiling. It was almost the exact size of the single futon that was right now kept in the small wardrobe at the far end. A desk and chair of sorts were just in front of the wardrobe, two sheets of wood surface hinged to the wall that could be folded up and down. There were no windows because there were no outside-facing walls. Rumpelstiltskin had been left in the doorway, sat on top of a few books.
And it was completely silent.
Maeko was due back in a few minutes.
Misaki had been intructed by both Maeko (in hushed voice) and Michio (in sign that seemed much louder by comparison despite its silence) to sit down and read or something and be quiet while Maeko was at work. She'd been left in Maeko's room.
And it was a very good job that she wasn't claustrophobic.
The room was very pink, with wallpaper involving the misadventures of white cartoon rabbits with balloons and glow-in-the-dark plastic stars on the ceiling. It was almost the exact size of the single futon that was right now kept in the small wardrobe at the far end. A desk and chair of sorts were just in front of the wardrobe, two sheets of wood surface hinged to the wall that could be folded up and down. There were no windows because there were no outside-facing walls. Rumpelstiltskin had been left in the doorway, sat on top of a few books.
And it was completely silent.
Maeko was due back in a few minutes.