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tampered2008-08-09 08:55 am
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Log; Ongoing
When; August 09, afternoon
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Tenjou Utena (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thegirlprince ) and Kaioh Michiru ( actingelegantly )
Summary; Utena and Michiru have a little chat about the fall-out from Boddice Ripper Day and come to a monumental agreement.
Log;
The girl prince paced idly back and forth in front of a stone bench in the gardens. Originally she'd ended up in the area reserved for roses and nearly had a panic attack. There was no way she could have this conversation amidst the beautiful red blooms. Himemiya's melancholy expression continually flashed through her mind, and she'd bolted as far from the roses as possible.
Utena had ended up in a quiet, secluded area that seemed to hold an appropriate atmosphere for this talk. The large tree towering over her provided adequate shade from the noontime sun. One hand moved to rub at the back of her neck as she paced, thinking about all the things that could be said during this. Yes, she had been cursed. Yes, that curse had left the two of them with scant few options as to how to proceed. Still, there was arather large small part of her that had enjoyed it and still did to this moment.
She groaned and sank down onto the bench, waiting for Michiru's arrival.
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Tenjou Utena (
thegirlprince ) and Kaioh Michiru ( actingelegantly )Summary; Utena and Michiru have a little chat about the fall-out from Boddice Ripper Day and come to a monumental agreement.
Log;
The girl prince paced idly back and forth in front of a stone bench in the gardens. Originally she'd ended up in the area reserved for roses and nearly had a panic attack. There was no way she could have this conversation amidst the beautiful red blooms. Himemiya's melancholy expression continually flashed through her mind, and she'd bolted as far from the roses as possible.
Utena had ended up in a quiet, secluded area that seemed to hold an appropriate atmosphere for this talk. The large tree towering over her provided adequate shade from the noontime sun. One hand moved to rub at the back of her neck as she paced, thinking about all the things that could be said during this. Yes, she had been cursed. Yes, that curse had left the two of them with scant few options as to how to proceed. Still, there was a
She groaned and sank down onto the bench, waiting for Michiru's arrival.