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Yukizaki Seiko ([info]mellow_lellow) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-02-07 19:49:00

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Entry tags:beachthread, maeko, seiko

Who: Seiko, Maeko.
What: Unpacking, chatting.
Where: Their room in the beach house.
When: Evening the day they arrived.
Why: Clothes need to be unpacked?

Seiko was sat on her bed with her bags piled in front of her staring at them with some suspicion, fully aware that her mother had repacked the bag just before Seiko left, giving her little time to change the clothes. She was pretty sure most of her comfortable and 'normal' clothes may have been replaced by her mother's favored designer brands.

"Hey Maeko-chan!" She said turning to her temporary roommate, "when do you want to do these fireworks anyway?"



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[info]mellow_lellow
2010-02-13 08:00 pm UTC (link)
Seiko lent back nibbling another chocolate bar and gently tossing another one over to Maeko.

"Well he has been pretty nice to me, in his own way." Seiko said with a smile and a thoughtful nod. "It is terrible, but I'm more worried about other people than myself." she shrugged. "I don't want anyone else to be taken in there, to have to face themselves. No one wants that." she bit into her chocolate with a little more feeling than usual.

"I don't know, its such a strange thing. I mean its like...magic exists. How do you even get your head round that..." she laughed ruefully.

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