Setsuna promptly crashed after Home Ec class; she was tired, sore, hungover, possibly traumatically distressed. She needed a freakin' nap. She woke up later that evening to lament the fact that not only had she now ruined her sleep schedual, but also a potentially really good friendship. Trying to recall up some of the key words from the boxes ( Read more... )

It being so quiet around the dorms and having had so long since she'd had a good, strong sword spar, Sakurazaki had been feeling tired come afternoon and took a small nap. When she'd awaken, she lifted her head, glancing over toward her desk and noticing something there that wasn't there before. A brown-boxed package. With an arched brow, she ( Read more... )