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Tweak says, "Always smile, it scares people"

Ikeda Kiriko | 池田妃凛子 (apathyisboring) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-06-20 00:47:00

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kiriko, reizo

Flying Pigs and Polite Conversation
Who: Kiriko and Reizo
What: Surprising amounts of cordiality.
Where: The roof of the school.
When: After School
Why: Kiriko's having a rarer sort of bad day.

Kiriko sat on the ground near the door of the roof, her knees drawn up to her chest with one arm tucked beneath them just to keep her skirt up. The other held her cell phone, flipped open to a text from almost ten minutes ago. She frowned at the screen - she wasn't reading it anymore, but found herself habitually flipping the phone open and staring, as though expecting the message to suddenly disappear if only she willed it away hard enough. Sighing through her nose, she flipped the phone closed. Her head hit the wall she was leaning against with a soft 'thunk' as she tipped it back and closed her eyes.

Shirai was supposed to be here, but good for him if he ditched. She hadn't bothered to cancel their meeting, but was more than content to suddenly have some alone-time available. She couldn't go home yet - the text had implored her to. Apparently, her parents were trying to reach her there since she'd blocked the number on her cell for the time being. Her roomate was sick of the ringing.

Like she cared.

Moments later, Kiriko flipped open her phone to the text screen again.

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some_other_dog
2009-06-27 02:08 am UTC (link)

He lifted his chin up off his palm and instead clasped his hands together between his long legs, hunched over but no longer looking down at her. Instead he was once again admiring the cityscape sprawled out in front of him. All of the taller buildings were off in the distance away from the school, so the view from up high was relatively unspoiled around the school.

“I’m not acting like Kanaye,” he grouched, sounding rightfully offended. There was an unspoken ‘say that again and I’ll belt you’ in his tone.

“Well if your dad’s just concerned about business, I’m sure my dad could take it off your family’s hands, and you’d be free to marry any spineless dolt to order around you wanted to.”

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apathyisboring
2009-06-27 02:11 am UTC (link)

The laugh she responded with was cynical and perhaps a little bitter. She didn't even want to think about the particular ways in which Daddy Shirai would "take the business off their hands." Besides, she reminded herself, it was a terrible thing to wish failure upon the family.

It took a moment for it to sink in that what he was offering was actually some bizarrely twisted form of help. Sure, it was probably something he'd just thrown out there spur of the moment, but even so, she knew what to make of it about as well as she knew what to make of a flying pig. Her mouth opened and closed again as she tried to figure out what to say.
"Thanks, that's almost kind?"
"Are you sure you didn't mean to sound more threatening?"
"Did you knock your head one too many times?"
"I'm Ikeda-bitch, remember?"

"... When are you free to learn your part of the presentation?"

Her answer sounded as lame as felt, the long pause preceeding it only contributing to the anticlimax.

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some_other_dog
2009-06-27 02:12 am UTC (link)

He cocked an eyebrow at the laughter, but let it alone. The jaded laugh was offputting, even for her; he wasn’t used to this version of her. He wouldn’t describe her as vulnerable, but perhaps.. Approaching it? He didn’t know. Scratching his head, he went back to silently smoking his cigarette and trying not to focus too hard on her.

“I don’t have a set schedule. So you could say I’m free whenever.”

He knew she’d changed the subject, but mocking her about it would likely make her clam up harder, and calling her out on it would make it seem like he.. cared .

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