Seeking Temporary Roommate
Who: Lenna and Arthur
When: Thursday Night, September 17 (Pretend I posted this a few hours earlier)
Where: Some random park and is totally not Gilbert's
What: Two people who really don't want to go home
Well things couldn't have gone any better.
Lenna, carrying a week's worth of clothes and other necessities, headed into the quiet park to think of another alternative than to head back home. The original plan was to head to a friend's dorm room and spend a few nights there, hoping that she could at least clear her thoughts of any biases before confronting her friend, Vash about... well, let's say that a certain police officer was going to tell her a few things about his interrogation methods on her Italian friends.
In any case, she sure wasn't headed home where she'd have to face another restless night of inner conflicts and thoughts. Sighing, she was about to sit down on an empty bench when she heard the tiniest flutter of wings. Lenna immediately turned to the source and saw-
There was no way that a fairy was conveniently flying in front of her face out of nowhere. The last time she saw something like that was when she had been in Liechtenstein, and that was over a year ago. Her mouth opened as if to say something but nothing came out. The little creature noticed and amused by the notion, waved for her to follow.
It can't hurt, right? With that in mind, Lenna trailed after it, praying that it would give her a small miracle.
When: Thursday Night, September 17 (Pretend I posted this a few hours earlier)
Where: Some random park and is totally not Gilbert's
What: Two people who really don't want to go home
Well things couldn't have gone any better.
Lenna, carrying a week's worth of clothes and other necessities, headed into the quiet park to think of another alternative than to head back home. The original plan was to head to a friend's dorm room and spend a few nights there, hoping that she could at least clear her thoughts of any biases before confronting her friend, Vash about... well, let's say that a certain police officer was going to tell her a few things about his interrogation methods on her Italian friends.
In any case, she sure wasn't headed home where she'd have to face another restless night of inner conflicts and thoughts. Sighing, she was about to sit down on an empty bench when she heard the tiniest flutter of wings. Lenna immediately turned to the source and saw-
There was no way that a fairy was conveniently flying in front of her face out of nowhere. The last time she saw something like that was when she had been in Liechtenstein, and that was over a year ago. Her mouth opened as if to say something but nothing came out. The little creature noticed and amused by the notion, waved for her to follow.
It can't hurt, right? With that in mind, Lenna trailed after it, praying that it would give her a small miracle.