ooc: Log of Fujiko & Goemon doing canon-mates stuff (omg Fujiko has canonmates *SHOCKED*)

Nov 26, 2009 04:47

Who: Fujiko & Goemon
Where: On the way to deal with Momichi
When: Let's go with Wednesday the 25th (can be changed if you prefer)
Why: Dealing with stuff (hmm I need a Goemon & Fuji icon but the only one I have is with them surfing :|)
What: Mostly talking
Rating: PG for Language.

Why yes, Fujiko IS paranoid. Why do you ask? )

goemon, momichi, ooc log, so not missing lupin

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ishikawa_juusan November 30 2009, 04:19:48 UTC
This time, he said nothing, solemnly absorbing every word like a sponge. Her intensity pushed hard against him like a blast of heat from a furnace. She was fragile in her anger, tragic in her firm determination to assume the worst of anyone, fear justifying the need to strike at someone believing they would be the first to jump at her throat.

If you close your eyes to everyone, you will never see those who mean to help you... Goemon verged on saying, but bit it back, sensing the message wouldn't sink past her skin ( ... )

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doubleppk November 30 2009, 04:34:10 UTC
"Stop looking at me like that," Fujiko shivered. He was pitying her and she hated that more. "I'm better on my own Goemon. That's how I want to be..." It was a lie too. She usually did do better on her own, Lupin and the others constantly messed up the plans she did alone or even when she invited them to come along. But still she crawled back to them, still seeking out Lupin to make sure he was safe no matter how hurt she got. Still trying to find someone she could trust no matter how many times she'd been shot or stabbed in the back. And she'd brought Collonello along so it was pretty obvious she didn't want to be alone. She'd stayed on the sub for so many months because every time she set herself up to run away the kids had done something to keep her there.

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ishikawa_juusan November 30 2009, 05:15:37 UTC
There was little she could hide from his gaze, his narrow-eyed squint not unfriendly, but perceptive and contemplative. For her sake, he didn't expose how transparent her feelings were despite her efforts to hold strong; he would have hoped to be spared the same way himself, were he in her position. His features took on an air of grave understanding ( ... )

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doubleppk November 30 2009, 05:26:26 UTC
"Four minutes. Don't chicken out now," she grinned easily, teasing him as a defense mechanism, slipping into that mask to hide from the rest or hide from the realities.

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ishikawa_juusan November 30 2009, 12:34:15 UTC
Nodding dimly in response, he exhaled, feeling the ropes slacken slightly from around his chest. The presence of Zantetsuken in the back of his keikogi, and the pressure of his tanto behind the backboard of his hakama were reassuring.

In the end, he was indifferent as to where anyone stood on his choice to put his life and limb at risk, being altogether prepared to knock just about anyone aside who meant to restrain him. There were some things he had to resolve as a ronin, and as a man; he owed to himself, and more importantly, innocent bystanders, to step up to the occasion.

"This ends today." he mused soberly, looking towards the porthole window.

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