[OOC: This is backdated to Monday the 12th of February.]Baking, Hana decided, was a dangerous venture when Shuuhei was around. As she mixed the chocolate batter for the cake she was preparing, she made sure to keep a safe distance from the man who was seated on an otherwise unoccupied portion of the counter. She'd already had to whack his hand ( Read more... )

Rated PG. Unfinished due to craziness, but will likely be referenced again. Janna had a fabulous post that came before Neji's response, but we seem to have lost it somewhere. I'm still flipping through logs to find it, but in the meantime, know it was awesome, know that Temari was locked out, and rock on.It'd taken some time before Neji realized ( Read more... )

Papers were scattered across the counter, calendars, schedules, bills were every which way. Post-its were stuck to every place imaginable and the other two people in apartment 17 would probably find paperclips in their cereal in the morning. Ino was sitting on the kitchen table, still wearing her yoga workout clothes which consisted of a sports bra ( Read more... )

Dawn was a peaceful time at Lysgar.

…Okay, that was a blatant lie considering the residents of the eclectic apartment building, but six in the morning really was marginally quieter than the rest of the day. Too late for even the die hard insomniacs to still be up and too early for most sane people to be up and about.

( 'Sane' being the operative word here. )

The usual assumption was that things would go back to normal once life settled back down in the nominally boring routine that it had been previously. Kin knew better than that, but the illusion was nice to have, on occasion. It was easy enough for her to remember. After all, last year, they'd had Asuma in the apartment, choking the place with his ( Read more... )

Growing up on a farm, physical labor had been something that Hana was always used to, whether it be hoisting heavy bags of animal feed or farm equipment. So for her, lugging box after box of stuff down two stories worth of stairs wasn't too tiring, only... time consuming. But Shuuhei was interesting to talk to and Hana didn't mind helping him move ( Read more... )

[From Eight Million Years Ago, because Nate and I do so many RPs together, we kept pushing this one off...Soi Fong, tired of heat and sitting at a desk, refusing to slouch (because slouching just wasn't in her vocabulary) she tapped her slipper against the hardwood floor in a steady, meaningless beat. Staring down at the words, finally beginning to ( Read more... )

Hana loved her work, really she did. But each weekend really was a relief, and she enjoyed taking time out to relax and let herself rest after five straight days of being busy from five in the morning until ten at night ( Read more... )

There were always unexpected fruits to ones labors. Like finding the Ninja Turtle bandaids his Dad must have stockpiled and still gave to the little kids, being able to select store music on the days he opened at the Exchange, or managing to get his father out of an extraordinary outstanding parking ticket on a technicality (all the Modern Law ( Read more... )

( Part II )