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Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-22 11:04:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 30, group activity, gwen cooper, haruka tenoh, nymphadora tonks, vaarsuvius

WHO: Tonks, Gwen Cooper, Haruka Ten'ou, Vaarsuvius
WHAT: Group activities - Jet Skiing
WHEN: Day 30, early afternoon
WHERE: The lake
RATING: PG?
STATUS: Complete

She'd been having a blast the last couple of days, no doubt about it. Okay, so she did feel a little bit guilty for the fact that she hadn't even remotely been trying to escape, but there was too much fun to be had. Today, though, she would track Marcus down and they would see about getting off this rock. Although maybe she could trip him back into bed first, that sounded like a good idea to her...

With these pleasant thoughts in mind, she opened her door. And was immediately confronted with the note that had been posted there. She sighed softly. "Really? Again?" She knew what the thing was before even opening it. Though she complained, something in her dark eyes and sudden grin implied that she wasn't really upset. She actually really enjoyed the group activities, though she would probably deny it.

She had time for breakfast, or rather brunch, before she was to be there. She dressed quickly and then headed out. Though she was more often than note late, she was actually the first one to arrive at the lake front. There was some strange muggle machines there, and she looked at them curiously as she waited. The light breeze blew her hair, purple today, around, and she tucked it impatiently behind her ear.

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kaze_ni_naru
2009-01-23 04:30 pm UTC (link)

Haruka chuckled at the idea of Michiru and Tonks knowing each other purely because of their uniquely colored hair. She was relieved that Gwen at least said she wasn't contagious any longer. She glanced at the jet-skis, and was about to remark at how similar they looked to a snowmobile, when the purple-haired elf was dropped in their midst.

She blinked at the elf. If people thought Haruka was difficult to place in terms of gender, they'd never seen this elf. Haruka looked more noticeably feminine in her boys' schol fuku than the elf did in red robes. But the elf didn't look exactly masculine either. True androgyny, and it left Haruka baffled as to how to address the newcomer. The surly attitude wasn't helping much. She bowed to the elf. "Haruka," she said, offering a tight smile. "Pleased to meet you. And you are?"

She looked back to Gwen. "Tokyo, Japan, 1995," she offered, "So don't tell me who beats us at Nagano in a few years." She grinned.

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