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Who: Soul & Maka
Where: their apartment :B
Style: Classical rock-- I mean.
Status: Clooooosed
Notes: Backdated like whoa, to July 27th, lol eventimes.
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[it had been a rough night.
Maka hadn't expected the day prior to go any differently than the usual; as "usual" as it had been during these absolutely chaotic times, that is. go out, bypass the hoards of people, get past the monsters that had managed their way in, make sure no one was in trouble or hurt-- maybe find out a clue or two about the entire mess. but then there was something else in the mix, for better or worse, yet Maka was inclined to lean more towards the latter; having to clash weapons against Ace was something she didn't think she'd find herself doing again.
there was something to take solace in it though, because at least she came out considerably more unscathed than their initial encounter-- bruises were absolutely nothing, really. and it was a good thing she came home exhausted, too, because instead of mulling on what had happened at least she was able to sleep.
Maka stayed inside come morning time-- she obviously couldn't go out on her own during these conditions, and Soul had always slept in later than her. but even if that hadn't been true, daytime was a little better than the night, and even they needed their downtime. she wasn't invincible, and she couldn't always be out.
noon rolls around, so Maka's in the kitchen, digging through the refridgerator to make something simple come lunchtime.]
Where: their apartment :B
Style: Classical rock-- I mean.
Status: Clooooosed
Notes: Backdated like whoa, to July 27th, lol eventimes.
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[it had been a rough night.
Maka hadn't expected the day prior to go any differently than the usual; as "usual" as it had been during these absolutely chaotic times, that is. go out, bypass the hoards of people, get past the monsters that had managed their way in, make sure no one was in trouble or hurt-- maybe find out a clue or two about the entire mess. but then there was something else in the mix, for better or worse, yet Maka was inclined to lean more towards the latter; having to clash weapons against Ace was something she didn't think she'd find herself doing again.
there was something to take solace in it though, because at least she came out considerably more unscathed than their initial encounter-- bruises were absolutely nothing, really. and it was a good thing she came home exhausted, too, because instead of mulling on what had happened at least she was able to sleep.
Maka stayed inside come morning time-- she obviously couldn't go out on her own during these conditions, and Soul had always slept in later than her. but even if that hadn't been true, daytime was a little better than the night, and even they needed their downtime. she wasn't invincible, and she couldn't always be out.
noon rolls around, so Maka's in the kitchen, digging through the refridgerator to make something simple come lunchtime.]