closed.
Who: Allen Walker and Nill.
When: Backdated to Sunday, noon time.
Where: Ye olde bakery.
Summary: They haven't met up for ages- they both love baked goods- what more reasons should there be?
Warnings: Shouldn't be any. Hopefully.
[the subway station was fairly empty, given that it was Sunday at noon. the bakery wasn't too long of a trip away, but it was long enough - Nill was small enough, but he wouldn't tell her that - that he felt the need to use the train anyway, despite how many things had ultimately turned out bad because of that.]
[he was rocked back on his heels, eyes just taking in the bustle of people; he had a normal jacket on, left the (empty) left sleeve to dangle, if only because it seemed to freak people out a lot less than pinning it up. or, well, it didn't clue people in to the fact that something was wrong until they stared for a long time.]
[on that vein of thought, the conversation they'd had before deciding to meet up was a bit worrying- he still couldn't believe Nill was older- but... it was Nill. every memory he had of her was fairly low-stress. plus, well, food.]
[it would go well. he was sure of it. so long as he could spot her in the station, anyway.]
When: Backdated to Sunday, noon time.
Where: Ye olde bakery.
Summary: They haven't met up for ages- they both love baked goods- what more reasons should there be?
Warnings: Shouldn't be any. Hopefully.
[the subway station was fairly empty, given that it was Sunday at noon. the bakery wasn't too long of a trip away, but it was long enough - Nill was small enough, but he wouldn't tell her that - that he felt the need to use the train anyway, despite how many things had ultimately turned out bad because of that.]
[he was rocked back on his heels, eyes just taking in the bustle of people; he had a normal jacket on, left the (empty) left sleeve to dangle, if only because it seemed to freak people out a lot less than pinning it up. or, well, it didn't clue people in to the fact that something was wrong until they stared for a long time.]
[on that vein of thought, the conversation they'd had before deciding to meet up was a bit worrying- he still couldn't believe Nill was older- but... it was Nill. every memory he had of her was fairly low-stress. plus, well, food.]
[it would go well. he was sure of it. so long as he could spot her in the station, anyway.]