With You | Closed
CHARACTERS: notjustlolicon & suchselfishness
LOCATION: Casualty Communal, then walking around.
RATING: G-PG
TIME: August 12, middayish
DESCRIPTION: Rhode finally has Family in Death City, and they have quite a bit to catch up on.
Rhode practically fell over herself on her way out of the apartment. She tripped while pulling on her shoes, stumbling out the door, and nearly took a tumble down the stairs in her haste to get outside. By the time she realized she hadn't told Mukuro where she was going- or said anything to him at all- before she left, Rhode was almost halfway to the Communal. She'd explain later; it wasn't important, anyways.
Cyril was here. Cyril was here.
She was breathing a bit heavily when she finally made it to the front doors of the Communal, the sun and heat making her little run harder than it would have been in other circumstances. (The weather certainly didn't help her sunburn, either, but that was just another thing she'd forgotten at the apartment.) Rhode pulled the door open, stepping inside the slightly cooler lobby with a sigh.
It was a bit strange, not living in this building after so many weeks. Fewer Exorcists to worry about, though, and such a nice place... But she wasn't here to reminisce. Brushing her hair behind one ear, she walked further inside, glancing around in search of her adoptive father.
LOCATION: Casualty Communal, then walking around.
RATING: G-PG
TIME: August 12, middayish
DESCRIPTION: Rhode finally has Family in Death City, and they have quite a bit to catch up on.
Rhode practically fell over herself on her way out of the apartment. She tripped while pulling on her shoes, stumbling out the door, and nearly took a tumble down the stairs in her haste to get outside. By the time she realized she hadn't told Mukuro where she was going- or said anything to him at all- before she left, Rhode was almost halfway to the Communal. She'd explain later; it wasn't important, anyways.
Cyril was here. Cyril was here.
She was breathing a bit heavily when she finally made it to the front doors of the Communal, the sun and heat making her little run harder than it would have been in other circumstances. (The weather certainly didn't help her sunburn, either, but that was just another thing she'd forgotten at the apartment.) Rhode pulled the door open, stepping inside the slightly cooler lobby with a sigh.
It was a bit strange, not living in this building after so many weeks. Fewer Exorcists to worry about, though, and such a nice place... But she wasn't here to reminisce. Brushing her hair behind one ear, she walked further inside, glancing around in search of her adoptive father.