meeting of minds? [closed/incomplete]
WHO: Hiruma Youichi and Beth Turner
WHAT: Beth wants some stuff, Hiruma wants information. GIMME.
WHERE: Hiruma's house
WHEN: Day 134, after Claire leaves to go to the festival and before Joker blows up the clinic
But she was a good reporter. And good reporters have good information. And in this place? Information was one's best weapon. And in exchange for simple electricity? No problem. Hiruma tossed a modified USB device up and down in his winghand.
TO be honest, he was worried. Claire had gone to the festival with Dean and Sam. He wasn't worried about those two, he wasn't jealous. He knew they wouldn't dare make a move. He, was, however, worried a LOT about the festival. Rivelata, after all, did not exactly have the best track record for parties.
Hiruma had tried his hardest to keep Claire from going, but she had cabin fever. And he couldn't blame her.... he just hoped nothing happen.
It was convenient, however, that Claire was gone. The two women didn't get along, not even remotely. Well, he would have less of a headache anyway.
He sighed and relaxed into the couch, faintly wondering when this curse was going to pass.
WHAT: Beth wants some stuff, Hiruma wants information. GIMME.
WHERE: Hiruma's house
WHEN: Day 134, after Claire leaves to go to the festival and before Joker blows up the clinic
But she was a good reporter. And good reporters have good information. And in this place? Information was one's best weapon. And in exchange for simple electricity? No problem. Hiruma tossed a modified USB device up and down in his winghand.
TO be honest, he was worried. Claire had gone to the festival with Dean and Sam. He wasn't worried about those two, he wasn't jealous. He knew they wouldn't dare make a move. He, was, however, worried a LOT about the festival. Rivelata, after all, did not exactly have the best track record for parties.
Hiruma had tried his hardest to keep Claire from going, but she had cabin fever. And he couldn't blame her.... he just hoped nothing happen.
It was convenient, however, that Claire was gone. The two women didn't get along, not even remotely. Well, he would have less of a headache anyway.
He sighed and relaxed into the couch, faintly wondering when this curse was going to pass.