Visiting Hours Are Open
She had promised, and though she had been away a few days on business (read: in her castle on Uranus), Tenou Haruka delivered.
It's a nice day, warm but not too hot yet, still being mid-morning. She arrives at the door of an old-looking building, easily overlooked. She pauses a moment, then knocks on the weathered door. A nice-looking elderly lady answers, and smiles brightly. How sweet, the young lady who brought Hotaru in has come by to see her. The old lady calls for Hotaru, leaving Haruka standing politely on the doorstep, hands in pockets and a faint smile on her face. She's dressed in more masculine clothing today: a button-down with a pin-striped vest and slacks.
It's a nice day, warm but not too hot yet, still being mid-morning. She arrives at the door of an old-looking building, easily overlooked. She pauses a moment, then knocks on the weathered door. A nice-looking elderly lady answers, and smiles brightly. How sweet, the young lady who brought Hotaru in has come by to see her. The old lady calls for Hotaru, leaving Haruka standing politely on the doorstep, hands in pockets and a faint smile on her face. She's dressed in more masculine clothing today: a button-down with a pin-striped vest and slacks.