underneath the moon shining so bright...
Who: Doumeki Shizuka [drainedpaladin], Amy Sorel [makeumypet]
When: Monday Aug. 2, around lunch time
Where: the antiques shop Watanuki (and now Doumeki) works at
Summary: A random meet up might end up leading to some discussion on shared topics of interest.
Warnings: Probably talk of vampirisim.
He'd just finished eating the bento Watanuki had packed for him and gotten back to work. Settled in at a desk with his laptop plugged into the wall, Doumeki was in the antiques shop, where he'd recently acquired a position working with Watanuki. He'd managed to get some steady hours with a recent acquisition the shop had made of some Japanese artifacts, some of which Doumeki hadn't seen in person before. It had been a day or two of hard research, cataloguing, and a lot of notes that had to be transcribed into the new database he was creating for the owner of the shop.
Altogether, it was a lot of work, but Doumeki didn't mind. He needed something to keep him occupied, after all, having been used to a busy life with school and errands and the shop at home. Being jobless had taken a toll on him, especially with the things going on in his personal life.
He was so engrossed in what he was doing, settled behind the counter, that he didn't notice at first when someone entered the building, the tiny ornately lacquered bell suspended over the door tinkling. It took him a moment to finish the sentence he was typing, and look up from his laptop to look at the person who'd entered.
When: Monday Aug. 2, around lunch time
Where: the antiques shop Watanuki (and now Doumeki) works at
Summary: A random meet up might end up leading to some discussion on shared topics of interest.
Warnings: Probably talk of vampirisim.
He'd just finished eating the bento Watanuki had packed for him and gotten back to work. Settled in at a desk with his laptop plugged into the wall, Doumeki was in the antiques shop, where he'd recently acquired a position working with Watanuki. He'd managed to get some steady hours with a recent acquisition the shop had made of some Japanese artifacts, some of which Doumeki hadn't seen in person before. It had been a day or two of hard research, cataloguing, and a lot of notes that had to be transcribed into the new database he was creating for the owner of the shop.
Altogether, it was a lot of work, but Doumeki didn't mind. He needed something to keep him occupied, after all, having been used to a busy life with school and errands and the shop at home. Being jobless had taken a toll on him, especially with the things going on in his personal life.
He was so engrossed in what he was doing, settled behind the counter, that he didn't notice at first when someone entered the building, the tiny ornately lacquered bell suspended over the door tinkling. It took him a moment to finish the sentence he was typing, and look up from his laptop to look at the person who'd entered.