013 - Cold blows the wind to my true love / And gently drops the rain

[anjelsword]

[Aniki is carrying her glowstone and walking along the beach, a vacant look on her face.

She blows on the stone again and it brightens. She holds it up as high as she can and watches the water moving in and out of the dark.]

I think I'm beginning to miss the sun.

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[saythistostart]

I think a lot of us are, by now.

[anjelsword]

[It's almost as though there's something moving under his skin, and she has the vague idea that it should be disturbing. 'Japanese.']

I expect so.

[saythistostart]

I hope it doesn't last much longer...

[anjelsword]

Mm. [Frowns a little, focusing on the lines under his skin. 'Time train--desert--Zeroliner.']

[Raised eyebrow.]

What's all this about time travel?

[lamb_of_gold]

At least you've your health.

[anjelsword]

[Absent smile. Still watching the water.] Your mad lads still keeping you up?

[lamb_of_gold]

Not lately. Unfortunately, they've wandered off, and I can't find them.

[anjelsword]

[Turns to look at him, thinking she should probably offer help. 'Misaki and Hei.']

Never met them, sorry.

[hasarrived]

[Yuuto is here, waiting for the stars to reappear. Not that he'll tell anyone. When Aniki approaches, he gets up, awkward, and actually expecting some kind of continuous retribution for busting up her bath the last time.]

Uh...

[anjelsword]

[Mild look. Lines lines lines--'Japanese.' And all that stuff about retribution.] Something amiss? I'm not going to hurt you, lad.

[hasarrived]

[Relief! He smiles a little and sinks back down onto the sand.] Ah. Not really. [Wow, that's a lie. He's worried sick about his fiancée getting hurt while he's goofing off here. Both Ryotarou and him are, and he doesn't want to disappoint Nogami... doesn't want to disappoint himself. Gotta be stronger...]

[anjelsword]

[Winding up the lines~ Choosing what to respond to, hmm...] Airi, wasn't it?

[fry_face]

I must admit I feel the same way. Sitting around in a sewer minus the smell doesn't have much of interest.

[anjelsword]

[Glance and a smirk.]

Still prefer this to a real sewer, though.

[damnfinecoffee]

Only beginning to?

[anjelsword]

I suppose I should have felt it a bit more before now. This place distracts a person.

[Stiiill lookin' at the water. For now. >D]

[damnfinecoffee]

It's easy to get distracted here.

[anjelsword]

[Looking at Ianto, about to speak, but stops. She tilts her head as she watches the lines wrapping around under his skin. Spin~spin~spin~ the wheel of random personal information!]