[Locked to Shia, RT, Post-dated to yesterday]

[akihiko_sanada]

Akihiko stood in his room with boxing gloves on, working up a sweat at the punching bag. He was going stir-crazy, the typhoon still raging outside without showing much sign of slowing down, though the weather people swore it would blow over during the night

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[shia_o_shima]

Shia walked in from nowhere, still grateful for the help she'd gotten in making the hop. She'd have to thank Joshua somehow later.

Balancing the gift carefully in her hands, she turned a corner and saw Akihiko working at a punching bag. She watched quietly for a moment before saying, voice small, "Akihiko-san?"

[akihiko_sanada]

"Woah!" Startled, Akihiko whirled, putting his fists up automatically. He was gasping for breath and sweating from exertion, but he recognized Shia instantly and lowered his fists.

"Shia! You startled me," he said, pulling the boxing gloves off and grabbing his towel. "I thought I was alone."

[shia_o_shima]

"Oh," she said softly, "I'm sorry. I just-- wanted to bring you something." Shia offered a carefully-packaged pie, decorated down to having a bow tied around it.

[akihiko_sanada]

Akihiko took the pie, his eyes widening with delight. "Hey thanks!" he said. "I'll share it with the whole gang."

He then sobered, looking her over carefully. "You didn't exhaust yourself just to bring me this, did you?"