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tampered2006-12-25 10:30 pm
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LOG; ongoing
When; Dec 25th
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Jyabura [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maten_rou] and Robin [blackhibiscus]
Summary; It's Christmas and Jyabura doesn't have anyone to celebrate it with. Robin just happens to have some free time~
Log;
Before she even knew it, Robin found herself in front of building 9 in the freezing cold; clutching the iron doorknob with a worried feeling that almost bordered unwillingness. She knew who she was here for, but she also knew who also lived in this particular building. Even though that inhabitant was gone for a while, she still didn’t like being around building 9 at all. It felt like she could have a claw shoved up her throat any minute, especially caused by her increased feeling of vulnerability since the past weeks. Dying was now definitely the last thing she wanted.
She took a deep breath and opened the door, knowing that no one was going to come and kill her; but still, she was cautious. She quickly paced through the sober hall to reach apartment 36 as quickly as possible; she didn’t want to spend more time in the hall than necessary.
She opened the door and promptly closed it behind it while doing so, glancing across the apartment with a smile. Plants. Lots of plants. She hadn’t expected anything else, really.
She walked around the apartment for a few moments before sitting down on a stray chair; she’d just wait for him to come back, then.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Jyabura [
maten_rou] and Robin [blackhibiscus]Summary; It's Christmas and Jyabura doesn't have anyone to celebrate it with. Robin just happens to have some free time~
Log;
Before she even knew it, Robin found herself in front of building 9 in the freezing cold; clutching the iron doorknob with a worried feeling that almost bordered unwillingness. She knew who she was here for, but she also knew who also lived in this particular building. Even though that inhabitant was gone for a while, she still didn’t like being around building 9 at all. It felt like she could have a claw shoved up her throat any minute, especially caused by her increased feeling of vulnerability since the past weeks. Dying was now definitely the last thing she wanted.
She took a deep breath and opened the door, knowing that no one was going to come and kill her; but still, she was cautious. She quickly paced through the sober hall to reach apartment 36 as quickly as possible; she didn’t want to spend more time in the hall than necessary.
She opened the door and promptly closed it behind it while doing so, glancing across the apartment with a smile. Plants. Lots of plants. She hadn’t expected anything else, really.
She walked around the apartment for a few moments before sitting down on a stray chair; she’d just wait for him to come back, then.