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WHO: Makimachi Misao (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amnotaweasel) + Shinomori Aoshi (born_gloomy)
WHERE: Waterford Place Apartments
WHEN: Afternoon, Wednesday 1 July.
WARNINGS: None as yet
SUMMARY: Misao and Aoshi go apartment hunting!
FORMAT: Any.
Misao wove her fingers through her hair, twisting it into a braid and securing it with one of the "scrunchies" that one of the women from work had given her. She set the hairbrush on the bathroom counter and turned away. She drifted through the apartment, socked feet silent on the hard floors, in search of Aoshi-sama. Almost anyone looking at her would have thought the antsy weight shifts and the way she kept tilting her head--sending her braid careening along her back--were just normal excess energy.
And they would have been wrong. She was torn somewhere between excitement and nervousness.
Aha! Found him. She poked her head into the room. As always, her lips twitched into a smile when she saw him.
After that, she was striding forward, closer to him.
"Aoshiii-samaaaaaa," she called, voice surprisingly quiet for once. "I was going to meet with the landlord today." A pause as she wordlessly extended the offer, practically telegraphing it, and then said, "I thought maybe you would like to come, too?"
amnotaweasel) + Shinomori Aoshi (born_gloomy)WHERE: Waterford Place Apartments
WHEN: Afternoon, Wednesday 1 July.
WARNINGS: None as yet
SUMMARY: Misao and Aoshi go apartment hunting!
FORMAT: Any.
Misao wove her fingers through her hair, twisting it into a braid and securing it with one of the "scrunchies" that one of the women from work had given her. She set the hairbrush on the bathroom counter and turned away. She drifted through the apartment, socked feet silent on the hard floors, in search of Aoshi-sama. Almost anyone looking at her would have thought the antsy weight shifts and the way she kept tilting her head--sending her braid careening along her back--were just normal excess energy.
And they would have been wrong. She was torn somewhere between excitement and nervousness.
Aha! Found him. She poked her head into the room. As always, her lips twitched into a smile when she saw him.
After that, she was striding forward, closer to him.
"Aoshiii-samaaaaaa," she called, voice surprisingly quiet for once. "I was going to meet with the landlord today." A pause as she wordlessly extended the offer, practically telegraphing it, and then said, "I thought maybe you would like to come, too?"