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Shizuka Doumeki ([info]throughyoureye) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-11 18:44:00

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Entry tags:!complete, day 07, location: museum, shannon rutherford, shizuka domeki

Day Seven - Early Morning
Who: Shannon Rutherford & Shizuka Domeki
What: Early morning practice
When: Asscrack of dawn
Where: Initially the museum, then the carnival probably
Rating: PG- something or other (but probably no more than 13)
Status: Complete





The snow already beginning to press against the door of the thrift shop made it a bit difficult to leave and the snow already beginning to accumulate on the streets and walks of the town made the trek to the museum something slow and labored. Domeki, figuring that it would take him a while to make the hike across town, had chosen to leave before it had even begun to get light outside and it proved to be a wise choice - aside from the fact that he found himself already chilled nearly to the bone by the time he paused before the large door leading into the museum.

Domeki flexed the bare and numb fingers of his hands as he debated whether or not to knock. He knew that knocking was, essentially, the only way he could let Shannon know that he had arrived but there was an equal chance that he might awaken one of the gentlemen currently staying with her - and then he might have to explain what he wanted with his big sister at this hour and also why he was currently carrying a bow.

After a moment of silent debate, he finally raised his hand and rapped his numb knuckles against the wood of the door. He could only hope that, should Shannon not be the one to answer, whoever did liked early morning knock knock jokes.



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[info]throughyoureye
2009-05-12 01:50 am UTC (link)
"Morning, big sister," Domeki replied. He offered her a smile and he accepted her hug gratefully - partially because it was a welcome gesture from someone whom he had already begun to think of in terms of family and also because it really was freezing out in the open air. When she drew back, he wrapped an arm around himself and huddled down a bit into the worn leather jacket he had borrowed from the thrift store - but he was still all too aware how quickly he'd again find himself chilled through and through.

"I guess that makes me the wise master?" He asked just a bit uncertainly. It had been a long while since he had tried to give archery lessons - and, even that one time, he had been working with an underclassman who had asked for lessons more in the hope of having time with him than anything else. He was confident in his own skills, this much was true, but he wasn't sure how easily they could be passed along. "Though you still have much to teach me in the ways of your slang."

"Mm, I think the thrift store will be entirely snowed in before too much longer," Domeki agreed. The thought caused him a moment of worry for Watanuki, as well as the others who could end up trapped inside the store without supplies, but the worry soon resolved into a determination to bring back some food and water once the lesson was over. "We should probably start walking over - it might help us keep warm a little longer and I'd hate for the snow to get too deep for us to walk in."

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