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Who: Kurosaki Ichigo (savior_n_black), Naoto Fuyumine (strayblade)
What: After saying that he has a black blade, Naoto feels compelled to check it out.
Where: A fountain.
When: Daytime.
Warnings: None come to mind!
She was running, oblivious to the suggestions of strangers for her to slow down and avoiding collisions with a slight turn of her body, allowing her to slide by. But no matter what, Naoto wouldn't slow down and she certainly wouldn't turn back. All she could think of was reaching that fountain and seeing the face that belonged to that name - Kurosaki Ichigo. And more importantly, seeing the blade that belonged to him.
Not that she would necessarily see his face anyway. It was daytime, and that meant the masks were in place. She didn't wear hers because she was told to, she wore it because she didn't want to be slowed down for not wearing it. Being stubborn might just put another obstacle in her path. Besides, hers wasn't that bad, relatively speaking. It was almost...boring.
Naoto panted softly as she came to a stop at the designated spot, her head whipping around for any sign of the one she was meeting. It looked like she'd arrived first.
"Ha."
She dropped her head forward as she caught her breath, blinking at just how quickly she'd left Building 12 after speaking to him. She hadn't even told Heine where she was going. But surely everything would be fine until she returned. Naoto nodded to herself at that thought.
Surely...
What: After saying that he has a black blade, Naoto feels compelled to check it out.
Where: A fountain.
When: Daytime.
Warnings: None come to mind!
She was running, oblivious to the suggestions of strangers for her to slow down and avoiding collisions with a slight turn of her body, allowing her to slide by. But no matter what, Naoto wouldn't slow down and she certainly wouldn't turn back. All she could think of was reaching that fountain and seeing the face that belonged to that name - Kurosaki Ichigo. And more importantly, seeing the blade that belonged to him.
Not that she would necessarily see his face anyway. It was daytime, and that meant the masks were in place. She didn't wear hers because she was told to, she wore it because she didn't want to be slowed down for not wearing it. Being stubborn might just put another obstacle in her path. Besides, hers wasn't that bad, relatively speaking. It was almost...boring.
Naoto panted softly as she came to a stop at the designated spot, her head whipping around for any sign of the one she was meeting. It looked like she'd arrived first.
"Ha."
She dropped her head forward as she caught her breath, blinking at just how quickly she'd left Building 12 after speaking to him. She hadn't even told Heine where she was going. But surely everything would be fine until she returned. Naoto nodded to herself at that thought.
Surely...