sena » 002
Who: Omi (1blackcat) and Sena (carrying_hope)
Where: Somni, Zephry Pointe
Style: Third
Status: Closed.
Sena just sat at his desk, staring at the Dreamberry sitting innocently next to his half-completed algebra homework. The screen was still lit from recieving the text message, the sender plainly visible--Omi, and why would Omi be contacting him?
...okay, so he knew why Omi would be contacting him, if he was completely honest with himself. He'd tried--really he had--to be cordial once Weiss's leader reappeared, but he'd mostly failed. His last discussion with Omi, before he'd up and vanished and then come back again, had been just that much of a disaster, and it hadn't exactly been preceeded by anything better.
Somehow Sena didn't think this was about a class project. (Of course not. Sena was two grades below Omi.)
Sighing, he reached out for the device, pressing a few buttons to bring up the message. It only took a moment to read. It'd take a lot longer for Sena to decide to get up from his desk, pocket his Dreamberry, and go for the door. Might as well just get it over with.
It wasn't like he had far to go. He was standing at Omi's door in a moment, but knocking was another matter entirely. That took a few minutes.
Where: Somni, Zephry Pointe
Style: Third
Status: Closed.
Sena just sat at his desk, staring at the Dreamberry sitting innocently next to his half-completed algebra homework. The screen was still lit from recieving the text message, the sender plainly visible--Omi, and why would Omi be contacting him?
...okay, so he knew why Omi would be contacting him, if he was completely honest with himself. He'd tried--really he had--to be cordial once Weiss's leader reappeared, but he'd mostly failed. His last discussion with Omi, before he'd up and vanished and then come back again, had been just that much of a disaster, and it hadn't exactly been preceeded by anything better.
Somehow Sena didn't think this was about a class project. (Of course not. Sena was two grades below Omi.)
Sighing, he reached out for the device, pressing a few buttons to bring up the message. It only took a moment to read. It'd take a lot longer for Sena to decide to get up from his desk, pocket his Dreamberry, and go for the door. Might as well just get it over with.
It wasn't like he had far to go. He was standing at Omi's door in a moment, but knocking was another matter entirely. That took a few minutes.