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genessia2014-04-24 09:29 pm
weavemyownfate) wrote in genessia2014-04-24 09:29 pm
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3rd Campaign [Action] Backdated April 15th
Who: Satsuki Kiryuin (and anyone who wants to bother her), Mitsuru Kirijo.
What: Two of these teens belong together, two of these teens are kind of the same.
Where: A tea shop, Genessia
When: April 15th
It's been about a month and Satsuki's head is pounding. Every day it's been reading, more reading, then re-reading, all somehow balanced with keeping up with her training as well as trying to get her life together.
She has a feeling her efforts aren't for naught, at least. The Student Council President does feel that she's getting somewhere in her investigating, but to prevent herself from falling too deep down the rabbit hole she's forced herself to take another break- which brings her to the tea shop that Uzu had taken her the month prior to this.
The sensation of relaxation there can't be compared to a nice hot cup of tea back at home, but it'll have to do. Sheathed sword in hand, she pushes the door open and is greeted by the familiar scent of brewing tea, which almost brings a smile to her lips. Almost.
"Lady Kiryuin. A pleasure to see you again," greets a familiar-looking young waiter with a slightly nervous smile. It's more than just his eyes on her, though, since there always seems to be a magnificentpresence light behind her when she makes an entrance. "If you'd just give us just a moment, we'll have your table ready for you."
"Mmn." Satsuki approvingly replies, and rests the tip of her sheathed sword upon the entrance's rug, hands placed atop the handle.
(OOC: Anyone else who wants to talk to Satsuki may enter under the assumption she's already been seated.)
What: Two of these teens belong together, two of these teens are kind of the same.
Where: A tea shop, Genessia
When: April 15th
It's been about a month and Satsuki's head is pounding. Every day it's been reading, more reading, then re-reading, all somehow balanced with keeping up with her training as well as trying to get her life together.
She has a feeling her efforts aren't for naught, at least. The Student Council President does feel that she's getting somewhere in her investigating, but to prevent herself from falling too deep down the rabbit hole she's forced herself to take another break- which brings her to the tea shop that Uzu had taken her the month prior to this.
The sensation of relaxation there can't be compared to a nice hot cup of tea back at home, but it'll have to do. Sheathed sword in hand, she pushes the door open and is greeted by the familiar scent of brewing tea, which almost brings a smile to her lips. Almost.
"Lady Kiryuin. A pleasure to see you again," greets a familiar-looking young waiter with a slightly nervous smile. It's more than just his eyes on her, though, since there always seems to be a magnificent
"Mmn." Satsuki approvingly replies, and rests the tip of her sheathed sword upon the entrance's rug, hands placed atop the handle.
(OOC: Anyone else who wants to talk to Satsuki may enter under the assumption she's already been seated.)