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genessia2017-01-15 01:36 pm
cursed_analysis) wrote in genessia2017-01-15 01:36 pm
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[Log Backdated 12-30, closed] In which we...
Evaluate interpersonal relations.
Who: Arro Caine & Sonico Super
Where: Genessia City, Various locations therein.
Why: Two people honoring an agreement to spend time together.
Today, despite the temperatures, Arro was wearing a very simple, though well-cut suit as he walked to their agreed upon meeting place. Tucked under his arm, he had a present--a guitar, tucked under his arm that he hadn't gotten to get to her on Christmas Day sadly as he he been busy with his work; flu-season had hit the hospital and he was an infectious disease specialist. It looked to be one of his last big contributions before he stepped into more of a consultation role as he certainly didn't mind continuing, but he had to keep up the idea that he did actually get to sleep at night, and all the paperwork starting his own business was coming to a head. This was all assuming his business did get earnestly established, of course. Whether it did or did not; he would adapt as he always did.
Setting the present down, Arro folded his hands behind his back to wait. He had a long list of things he could throw at Sonico to see if she wanted to try; but at the same time when they had spoke she seemed content to just retreat from everything for a time. He sighed quietly to himself; things were gradually becoming complicated here and he had promised himself everyone was going to be held at a distance.
It was going to make him all the more closed-off if anyone he was getting close to vanished; but he would persevere as he always did through tragedy.
Who: Arro Caine & Sonico Super
Where: Genessia City, Various locations therein.
Why: Two people honoring an agreement to spend time together.
Today, despite the temperatures, Arro was wearing a very simple, though well-cut suit as he walked to their agreed upon meeting place. Tucked under his arm, he had a present--a guitar, tucked under his arm that he hadn't gotten to get to her on Christmas Day sadly as he he been busy with his work; flu-season had hit the hospital and he was an infectious disease specialist. It looked to be one of his last big contributions before he stepped into more of a consultation role as he certainly didn't mind continuing, but he had to keep up the idea that he did actually get to sleep at night, and all the paperwork starting his own business was coming to a head. This was all assuming his business did get earnestly established, of course. Whether it did or did not; he would adapt as he always did.
Setting the present down, Arro folded his hands behind his back to wait. He had a long list of things he could throw at Sonico to see if she wanted to try; but at the same time when they had spoke she seemed content to just retreat from everything for a time. He sighed quietly to himself; things were gradually becoming complicated here and he had promised himself everyone was going to be held at a distance.
It was going to make him all the more closed-off if anyone he was getting close to vanished; but he would persevere as he always did through tragedy.