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Characters: Cassandra/Cagalli, Kite/Kono
Date/Time: Day time
Location: Wilderness; Ark (around the kitchen)
Rating: pg
Summary: No warnings, I just want to log with someone :3
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She still felt a bit dazed from her absence, but more so dazzled, now, from life aboard a ship. The life and community of it had a familiar feel that she couldn't help but grin to, but once more, she was finding herself restless. Her fingers twitched in anticipation of something, but she had no idea what it could be! If she was at home, about now she'd be ransacking the wilderness (with company, of course) and finding bits and pieces to work together into something. Perhaps that was her problem, she just needed to work with her hands?
Cassandra gave out a sigh and gazed out into the open waters. But what could there be to work around here? Water? She laughed aloud at that thought, not really caring in how silly or crazy she sounded when laughing aloud alone. If just maybe she had some tools, then maybe she could bang up a few things to fix? Though, something told her that that wasn't really the way things were done.
For now, Cassandra settled for pacing on deck, close by to the kitchen and its foods. It was good food.
Date/Time: Day time
Location: Wilderness; Ark (around the kitchen)
Rating: pg
Summary: No warnings, I just want to log with someone :3
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She still felt a bit dazed from her absence, but more so dazzled, now, from life aboard a ship. The life and community of it had a familiar feel that she couldn't help but grin to, but once more, she was finding herself restless. Her fingers twitched in anticipation of something, but she had no idea what it could be! If she was at home, about now she'd be ransacking the wilderness (with company, of course) and finding bits and pieces to work together into something. Perhaps that was her problem, she just needed to work with her hands?
Cassandra gave out a sigh and gazed out into the open waters. But what could there be to work around here? Water? She laughed aloud at that thought, not really caring in how silly or crazy she sounded when laughing aloud alone. If just maybe she had some tools, then maybe she could bang up a few things to fix? Though, something told her that that wasn't really the way things were done.
For now, Cassandra settled for pacing on deck, close by to the kitchen and its foods. It was good food.