[LOG] Ichigo, Tatsuki, Orihime [in-progress]
Title: Head in the Clouds
Characters: Ichigo, Tatsuki, and Orihime
Locale: The grounds.
Timeframe: Mid-morning.
What: Orihime, Ichigo, Tatsuki + cloud-watching. And cookies. What could possibly go wrong?
... don't answer that.
Rating/Warning: G for now. Possibly PG-13 later on for swearing?
If she had had the time and opportunity, Orihime would have baked her own cookies.
As it was, she had gotten some from the kitchens -- the cooks had been so nice, they really were wonderful people! and had supplied her with a plateful at her request. A pitcher of water and three cups, of course, had been even easier to obtain. She carried the whole ensemble on a tray, treading carefully, because it would be really awful if she dropped it, and it was exactly the sort of thing she would do if she weren't paying attention, because she was so very clumsy. So, she determined that she would not drop it. It was a sort of personal mission.
Stopping at the security station, Orihime balanced the tray on her hip, holding it with one arm, and knocked with her free hand. "Tatsuki?" she called.
A sudden worry struck her -- this was the time they had arranged, wasn't it? She was so horrible with times -- could it be that she was too early? Or too late! What if she was supposed to have shown up earlier, and had just left Ichigo and Tatsuki waiting? That would be awful! But no -- it had been this time. She distinctly remembered it! But what if her memory was wrong...?
Anxiety knotting her stomach, she waited for Tatsuki's reply.
Characters: Ichigo, Tatsuki, and Orihime
Locale: The grounds.
Timeframe: Mid-morning.
What: Orihime, Ichigo, Tatsuki + cloud-watching. And cookies. What could possibly go wrong?
... don't answer that.
Rating/Warning: G for now. Possibly PG-13 later on for swearing?
If she had had the time and opportunity, Orihime would have baked her own cookies.
As it was, she had gotten some from the kitchens -- the cooks had been so nice, they really were wonderful people! and had supplied her with a plateful at her request. A pitcher of water and three cups, of course, had been even easier to obtain. She carried the whole ensemble on a tray, treading carefully, because it would be really awful if she dropped it, and it was exactly the sort of thing she would do if she weren't paying attention, because she was so very clumsy. So, she determined that she would not drop it. It was a sort of personal mission.
Stopping at the security station, Orihime balanced the tray on her hip, holding it with one arm, and knocked with her free hand. "Tatsuki?" she called.
A sudden worry struck her -- this was the time they had arranged, wasn't it? She was so horrible with times -- could it be that she was too early? Or too late! What if she was supposed to have shown up earlier, and had just left Ichigo and Tatsuki waiting? That would be awful! But no -- it had been this time. She distinctly remembered it! But what if her memory was wrong...?
Anxiety knotting her stomach, she waited for Tatsuki's reply.