Love Huh - Action And Anon Post
Action 1: For Ellen
Suguha lay motionless, a cord length stuck in a outlet in the wall. She seemed quiet, with a device wrapped around her eyes. If Ellen found her in their shared room for the time being, she would be too quiet, like something had happened. In truth, Suguha was experiencing the VR that the city provided.
But all too soon, she sighed and opened her eyes. "It's not immersive enough."
Action 2: For Outside
Suguha had gone for a walk.
It seemed that even in the cold, Suguha didn't really find it all that bothersome, as she wandered from place to place, shop to shop.
She steered clear of Fayren, having no way to deal with anything, but she was looking for a sporting good shop. A shinai would be nice to swing around.
Otherwise, she went to the coffee shop where she met Takeru previously. But her mind was far away.
"Love huh..."
Anon Post
Just a single post. Neo's post got her thinking.
Suguha knew she had issues. And yet... she had to ask.
How do you deal with forbidden love?
Suguha lay motionless, a cord length stuck in a outlet in the wall. She seemed quiet, with a device wrapped around her eyes. If Ellen found her in their shared room for the time being, she would be too quiet, like something had happened. In truth, Suguha was experiencing the VR that the city provided.
But all too soon, she sighed and opened her eyes. "It's not immersive enough."
Action 2: For Outside
Suguha had gone for a walk.
It seemed that even in the cold, Suguha didn't really find it all that bothersome, as she wandered from place to place, shop to shop.
She steered clear of Fayren, having no way to deal with anything, but she was looking for a sporting good shop. A shinai would be nice to swing around.
Otherwise, she went to the coffee shop where she met Takeru previously. But her mind was far away.
"Love huh..."
Anon Post
Just a single post. Neo's post got her thinking.
Suguha knew she had issues. And yet... she had to ask.
How do you deal with forbidden love?

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"What kind of chocolate do you like? Do you want an easy recipe? Or something challenging, to distract you?"
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Considering she had to help Ellen with the cooking said it best.
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"Might as well do it here, in case this it the end." Eliot turned the dial on his pocket watch, forcing its music box to play backwards. The melody was faint, but his sharp vampiric senses caught it even in the busy coffee shop. "It was nice meeting you, miss."
On that parting note, he released the dial and picked up his pen. Quietly, without looking at her, Eliot wrote out a chocolate recipe. When he passed the paper over, it was as if he had copied text right out of a cookbook. It a low grumble, he explained, "There. That should be easy enough."
Then rudely stood up as soon as she had taken it.
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She looked over the recipe. Yeah, this seems easy enough.
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