http://lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-02-05 05:25 pm

Log: Ongoing

When; Tuesday evening
Rating; PG
Characters; Kamui [livejournal.com profile] fateisabitch and Lyra [livejournal.com profile] lyra_of_dust
Summary; On Barnabas' suggestion, Kamui asks Lyra out to dinner.
Log; Lyra wasn't sure exactly why Kamui had insisted on picking her up from her flat. Sure, some people in the city were dangerous, and certainly cruel, but none of them had any reason to hurt her. Still, this way she could make sure he didn't get lost.

She tapped her foot nervously. He should be here soon... Pantalaimon was sitting by her side. Technically, she didn't need to take him along, but she decided it would be best if she did. If Kamui was worried about something happening, well, she wouldn't be much use without him nearby. Besides, even though dæmons didn't need to eat, he was curious about Kamui, anyways.

She'd already put her coat on. After that curse day where everyone had switched clothes, she'd started wearing pants, but tonight she was wearing one of her more formal dresses, which by most people's standards looked rather Victorian. Still, Pandora's was the sort of place you dressed up for, so she didn't mind.

[identity profile] fateisabitch.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah..." Kamui watched Pan duck, tilting his head slightly, curiously. Was the thing up to something, or was it worried about the prospect of being eaten by two puppies? "Miya-chan would probably be okay with him since she's mellow and small, but Ama-chan..." a sigh, Ama obviously being the problem 'child', "she'd want to chase him everywhere and chew on him. She's the hyper one. You should see what she does when she encounters water..."

At that he stood, simply nodding with a small smile when Lyra offered her services. Not that he had any idea what an alethiometrist was, but he figured he could always ask later. They had all the time in the world to talk about things, didn't they? An odd thought, really.

"Um... do you want me to walk you back?" he asked as he led the way out, figuring now that it wasn't necessary. She, after all, seemed more than capable of taking care of herself; much more so than he apparently was.