A Flat in Brighton, Friday Afternoon
Valentine and Naminé had settled in to Jason's flat rather nicely -- it made a nice trade for the tower -- and were now plotting their next move.
Well, they were mostly celebrating being together and alive and whole, with rather a lot of kissing and so on, but inbetween that, they were quite possibly considering the whole what-next angle. More or less. It wasn't like they didn't have time, after all.
Speaking of time, she'd finally figured out this whole time-difference and now that she was sure that she wasn't about to wake people up in the middle of the night, she had some phone calls to make.
(OOC: NFB-distance, Valentine modded with permission, just me tying off loose ends. If you're a friend/teacher of Naminé's and would like to know that she's okay, then pick up! (You can also handwave a call if you'd rather.) Am keeping this to her journal as per townlumni rules, since she's left the island and all.)
Well, they were mostly celebrating being together and alive and whole, with rather a lot of kissing and so on, but inbetween that, they were quite possibly considering the whole what-next angle. More or less. It wasn't like they didn't have time, after all.
Speaking of time, she'd finally figured out this whole time-difference and now that she was sure that she wasn't about to wake people up in the middle of the night, she had some phone calls to make.
(OOC: NFB-distance, Valentine modded with permission, just me tying off loose ends. If you're a friend/teacher of Naminé's and would like to know that she's okay, then pick up! (You can also handwave a call if you'd rather.) Am keeping this to her journal as per townlumni rules, since she's left the island and all.)