{IC: Date with Tatsumi (backdated)}

[servicewitha]

[It's a nice, quiet evening in camp. The snow is lightly falling, collecting on Fuuma's shoulders as he stands outside the U.N.F. cabin. Knocking on the door twice, he takes a step back and stares up at the flashing, neon sign.]

Comments

[kagekachou]

*and who should open the door but...*

Good evening, Fuuma-san.

[servicewitha]

Hello, Tatsumi. Nice sign.

[staring at it some more]

[kagekachou]

I do hope that you're being sarcastic.

[servicewitha]

And if I'm not?