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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
2009-05-17 11:36 pm UTC (link)
Domeki was doing his best to ignore the bite of the cold air around him but he knew that he really couldn't keep Shannon out in the snow too much longer without taking the risk of her catching cold - and he didn't want to be the one to have to explain to his big sister's various protectors why she had suddenly and unexpectedly come down sick, beyond the problem of avoiding admitting that he had been giving her archery lessons.

Putting these thoughts aside, he watched as she renewed her hold and he found himself nodding approval for how quickly she had managed to catch on. Of course, there was a good chance that Shannon would find all of this much easier when her fingers weren't cold and numb but they really just had to make do with whatever this place happened to give them.

"That looks good," he nodded when she glanced at him for approval. He took a brief moment to walk up behind her again so that he could have a better look but he saw nothing which seemed to need any sort of correction. "Why don't you try taking position one more time and then we'll see about having you actually shoot the arrow?"

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