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Who: Kaoru and Tomoe
What: Two girls go shopping.
Where: The shopping area
When: Around mid-morning, few days after Christmas.
Style: First, Third however you want Jess.
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After putting on some of the clothes she still had, Kaoru quietly opened the door of her room with her good hand, taking what money she had in one of the 'purses' Misao-chan had shown her. What she was about to do was going to be difficult, but worth it, she hoped. Tomoe-san was right. No matter what she was to Kenshin, she was someone who could be there for him. For her sake, and his, she wanted to what she could. For both of them.
And to be honest---lately, Tomoe was easier company with the recent resonance they had. She found herself struggling sometimes with the right words with the redhaired rurouni from home. Words that wouldn't give anything away. Words that wouldn't make things worse. But maybe it was just fear. Fear of what was going to happen next.
"I'll deal with it later. They're okay now." She said aloud, before she made her way down the steps, towards where Tomoe-san's room was. With the shawl she'd made her for Christmas, and the smiles they had exchanged in both the hospital and the party, she had confidence that things were going good between them. And that was what she wanted. Friendship.
With a knock on the older woman's door, she waited.
What: Two girls go shopping.
Where: The shopping area
When: Around mid-morning, few days after Christmas.
Style: First, Third however you want Jess.
--
After putting on some of the clothes she still had, Kaoru quietly opened the door of her room with her good hand, taking what money she had in one of the 'purses' Misao-chan had shown her. What she was about to do was going to be difficult, but worth it, she hoped. Tomoe-san was right. No matter what she was to Kenshin, she was someone who could be there for him. For her sake, and his, she wanted to what she could. For both of them.
And to be honest---lately, Tomoe was easier company with the recent resonance they had. She found herself struggling sometimes with the right words with the redhaired rurouni from home. Words that wouldn't give anything away. Words that wouldn't make things worse. But maybe it was just fear. Fear of what was going to happen next.
"I'll deal with it later. They're okay now." She said aloud, before she made her way down the steps, towards where Tomoe-san's room was. With the shawl she'd made her for Christmas, and the smiles they had exchanged in both the hospital and the party, she had confidence that things were going good between them. And that was what she wanted. Friendship.
With a knock on the older woman's door, she waited.