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tampered2007-06-03 01:21 am
Log: Ongoing
When; June 02, evening
Rating; PG - 13
Characters; Yamato
z_e_r_o_shame and Greed
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Summary; Yamato and Greed go in search of dinner.
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She was four minutes early, because it really didn't take that much time to walk over to the fountains from the carousel where she usually waited for Kouya by day. Her stomach grumbled and she put a hand to it, petting it like it was a separate being that needed to be placated.
In between talking to the new arrivals and verbal sparring with Seimei, she'd neglected to eat lunch. And unfortunately, hunger pains were something that Zero could still feel.
"That guy better show up soon," Yamato mused to herself. "Or I'm leaving without him."
Rating; PG - 13
Characters; Yamato
Summary; Yamato and Greed go in search of dinner.
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She was four minutes early, because it really didn't take that much time to walk over to the fountains from the carousel where she usually waited for Kouya by day. Her stomach grumbled and she put a hand to it, petting it like it was a separate being that needed to be placated.
In between talking to the new arrivals and verbal sparring with Seimei, she'd neglected to eat lunch. And unfortunately, hunger pains were something that Zero could still feel.
"That guy better show up soon," Yamato mused to herself. "Or I'm leaving without him."

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"I dunno," Greed sigh, "Can't say I feel that sad. Actually, I'm a chunk of someone's soul already. I'd rather not be."
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"What would you rather be, then? Normal human?"
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"But I think we're all bound to something. No one's ever really free."
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Greed plunked down more money to pay for the tip and dessert.
"You about ready to go?"
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Yamato cleared the last bit of dessert from her bowl, then pushed her chair back from the table.
"Ready when you are."
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He got up from his seat and offered a hand to help her up.
"I never told you?"
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She placed her hand in his and let him pull her from her seat.
"Seven deadly sins...how pretentiously symbolic."
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