032 - Don't you know honey that love's a game / It's always hit or miss, so take your aim

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She's sitting on the swings, head resting against one of the chains as she looks up at the sky. She's been to see her-world Hei. Yup. And, actually, it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Draining, but really... not so bad.

What she's currently thinking about is how they did in fact find a bomb inside the Gate. And how tomorrow the rest of them are slated to go off.

And of course, how the hell she can stop it from happening.]

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[contract_star]

[Whoa, it's a wild Misaki. Hei...doesn't particularly want to talk to her, but the fact that she was going to see other!Hei, as well as the stuff happening now with Amber and the Syndicate, is all weighing rather heavily on his mind. So he lurks nearby, debating what to do.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Her 'lurking bastard' senses are tingling. But she is ignoring. La.]

[mercwamouth]

[Sits on a nearby swing]

You pick some weird places to go and think, don't you? Batting cages, couches, swing sets. Conversations with you always have such homey backgrounds.

[contract_star]

[Well, desire to make sure she's alright trumps awkwardness and emotional agony all the time for him, so.]

Are...you alright, Mi...Kirihara-san?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Her hand tightens on the chain of the swing and she doesn't look around.] Fine, thank you.

[Wants to know how he is, what's happening, if he got Mao back all right, if he realizes yet what he can do...]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I like weird places.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Lurking at a distance and watching him. Because. Well. She is. She still has her violin case clutched in one hand.]

[contract_star]

You met with him. [It's not a question.]

[contract_star]

[Glances over at her because WTF tiny stalker!]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Considers sarcasm, lies, snark--and finally just goes with the easiest answer.] Yes. I did.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[LAWL HI. She hugs the violin case and looks at her shoes.]

[mercwamouth]

I like that about you.

Speaking of segues, have you met up with Hei yet?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I don't suppose advising you to work on tact would be useful at all.

[contract_star]

How did it go?

[contract_star]

Henrietta? ...Did you follow me?

Have you even gone home yet?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Um. Yes, signore. [Looking even more firmly at the ground.] ...no, signore.

[contract_star]

I see.

[contract_star]

Ah...

Have you eaten or anything?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

No signore.

[contract_star]

[FJALJFDKA can't let the tiny killer child go hungry!] Well, that's no good. What do you like to eat?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[STARES AT HIM.] Um. What do... what do I like? I... like... um... I mostly just eat what Signore Jose picks.

[mercwamouth]

Tact is tricky when you run around wearing a skin-tight bright red outfit and are armed to the teeth.

Plus you never would have left an opening to that line of questioning.

See, even what you just said was probably just you changing the subject.

[contract_star]

...Al...alright, then.

Well...come with me. I'll get you some food. [Gestures for her to follow as he starts walking in the direction of the kitchen.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Does so. Timidly.]