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Who: Fay D. Flourite & Kurogane
What: The house of CLAMP is down one Tomoyo + fluff
Where: Afforementioned house of CLAMP (can we Tag that?)
When: Day 116. Brunch-time~
Morning had long since crept up through the shutters and passed it's first sunny rays over the bed. A fresh beam of light was shining through the window, warming the pillows of those sleeping late under it's touch.
The pre-afternoon heat settled comfortably in the room, though a refreshing sea breeze made it's way through the open window, tickling the backs of the blond's exposed legs and neck. Fay shifted under the light cotton sheet, earning himself a faceful of flyaway hair that clung to his sun-clammy skin. Awake but not quite aware, his hand brushed what he found away, and in an unconscious attempt to reclaim his sleep he turned his head, his left eye opening briefly to see the still slumbering form of Kurogane, and - without registering what it was - Tomoyo-chan's camera hanging from the bedpost.
He tried for another minute or so to fall back to sleep, but by now he was all too aware of the heat that was making his joints sweaty, and growing all too frustrated that last night they had found nothing but Tomoyo-chan's camcorder.
With a huff his eyes flew open again and settled on Kurogane. He knew it was the ninja's way not to talk about things of an emotional nature, and Fay would never ask him to, there just- he needed to know he wasn't the only one going through this, that he could talk to Fay if he should want. There wasn't really a subtle way of telling him this, not verbally at least, so Fay had gone with him to help look for Tomoyo-chan last night. It wasn't just that they had befriended her here in Rivelata, lived with her, laughed with her, but that she was a person of great importance to Kurogane, and no matter what version or universe she was from, they still shared a bond.
What were they going to do? All of these disappearances... first Kurogane, now Tomoyo-chan, and that wasn't to mention the countless other town's people who had gone astray.
Sighing, Fay spiked a rouge strand of Kurogane's jet black hair.
Really, what could they do?
What: The house of CLAMP is down one Tomoyo + fluff
Where: Afforementioned house of CLAMP (can we Tag that?)
When: Day 116. Brunch-time~
Morning had long since crept up through the shutters and passed it's first sunny rays over the bed. A fresh beam of light was shining through the window, warming the pillows of those sleeping late under it's touch.
The pre-afternoon heat settled comfortably in the room, though a refreshing sea breeze made it's way through the open window, tickling the backs of the blond's exposed legs and neck. Fay shifted under the light cotton sheet, earning himself a faceful of flyaway hair that clung to his sun-clammy skin. Awake but not quite aware, his hand brushed what he found away, and in an unconscious attempt to reclaim his sleep he turned his head, his left eye opening briefly to see the still slumbering form of Kurogane, and - without registering what it was - Tomoyo-chan's camera hanging from the bedpost.
He tried for another minute or so to fall back to sleep, but by now he was all too aware of the heat that was making his joints sweaty, and growing all too frustrated that last night they had found nothing but Tomoyo-chan's camcorder.
With a huff his eyes flew open again and settled on Kurogane. He knew it was the ninja's way not to talk about things of an emotional nature, and Fay would never ask him to, there just- he needed to know he wasn't the only one going through this, that he could talk to Fay if he should want. There wasn't really a subtle way of telling him this, not verbally at least, so Fay had gone with him to help look for Tomoyo-chan last night. It wasn't just that they had befriended her here in Rivelata, lived with her, laughed with her, but that she was a person of great importance to Kurogane, and no matter what version or universe she was from, they still shared a bond.
What were they going to do? All of these disappearances... first Kurogane, now Tomoyo-chan, and that wasn't to mention the countless other town's people who had gone astray.
Sighing, Fay spiked a rouge strand of Kurogane's jet black hair.
Really, what could they do?