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genessia2015-11-25 02:48 pm
koishi_komeiji) wrote in genessia2015-11-25 02:48 pm
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[Locked/Backdated] Presents!
WHO: Koiball and Eyebrow-Grump
WHAT: Birfdeh prezehntz
WHERE: Grumphouse
WHEN: Nov 15th
WARNINGS: None
When Satsuki returned from work on the 15th she'd find her apartment a bit out of sorts and the window left open and smudged with fingerprints... from the outside. No doubt this was the doing of the littlest member of the guardian's inner circle who, after a few moments, could be spotted resting on the disheveled couch, reading one of Satsuki's boo- wait, was that The Art of War?
Koishi looked up after several moments, back down, and then back up again, glancing about before setting the book down on the arm of the couch and using a corner of a blanket to mark her page. It perhaps shouldn't be too surprising that she knew of it considering she had referenced it in the past before in her more serious moments.
"Miss White! You're home!" She hopped and zipped over to the guardian, giving her a big, unrestrained hug that went on for just a bit too long. "I've missed yooouuuu." She seemed a bit calmer than her usual hyperactive self, but the fatigue from her hunger seemed gone as evident from her brightly glowing eyes and the ease she was floating with.
She had something in her hand. Something poorly wrapped in brown paper and far too much tape...
WHAT: Birfdeh prezehntz
WHERE: Grumphouse
WHEN: Nov 15th
WARNINGS: None
When Satsuki returned from work on the 15th she'd find her apartment a bit out of sorts and the window left open and smudged with fingerprints... from the outside. No doubt this was the doing of the littlest member of the guardian's inner circle who, after a few moments, could be spotted resting on the disheveled couch, reading one of Satsuki's boo- wait, was that The Art of War?
Koishi looked up after several moments, back down, and then back up again, glancing about before setting the book down on the arm of the couch and using a corner of a blanket to mark her page. It perhaps shouldn't be too surprising that she knew of it considering she had referenced it in the past before in her more serious moments.
"Miss White! You're home!" She hopped and zipped over to the guardian, giving her a big, unrestrained hug that went on for just a bit too long. "I've missed yooouuuu." She seemed a bit calmer than her usual hyperactive self, but the fatigue from her hunger seemed gone as evident from her brightly glowing eyes and the ease she was floating with.
She had something in her hand. Something poorly wrapped in brown paper and far too much tape...