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Who: Renge Houshakouji ukidoki_orgasm and Yuri Lowell vesperiaftw
What: An arrangement for the exchange of food and porn.
When: Backdated to May 2nd
Where: Library, Food Court area, various
Warnings: FAD - fangirl-and-doujinshi. Maybe swearing.
Renge was not quite sure she bought the whole idea of the 'The Guide' - she'd used it for the first time just yesterday, and seemed to have ended up broadcasting a little mental breakdown of her own across the inter webs of this odd spaceship. It had been embarrassing, of course, but she'd met several interesting people, and even arranged a lunch date with a lovely girl boy by the name of Yuri. Renge'd jumped at the idea of making a new friend so quickly aboard this turtle-shaped ship, and had wasted no time the following day showing up at their agreed destination.
However, she wasn't quite sure if her supposed eventual companion knew what she looked like, nor had they decided on a set time. In fact, there were a fair few flaws with her plan, and she was starting to doubt "The Guide's" validity as a communication device. Still, though, Renge was anything but bored. No, she was near a library, which she had heard rumors of containing doujin, one of the few things she missed from her home planet - other than family, of course.
The blond managed to amuse herself from somewhere around ten thirty to…well, honestly, she lost track of the time, and was simply waiting for her darling lunch date to show up.
What: An arrangement for the exchange of food and porn.
When: Backdated to May 2nd
Where: Library, Food Court area, various
Warnings: FAD - fangirl-and-doujinshi. Maybe swearing.
Renge was not quite sure she bought the whole idea of the 'The Guide' - she'd used it for the first time just yesterday, and seemed to have ended up broadcasting a little mental breakdown of her own across the inter webs of this odd spaceship. It had been embarrassing, of course, but she'd met several interesting people, and even arranged a lunch date with a lovely girl boy by the name of Yuri. Renge'd jumped at the idea of making a new friend so quickly aboard this turtle-shaped ship, and had wasted no time the following day showing up at their agreed destination.
However, she wasn't quite sure if her supposed eventual companion knew what she looked like, nor had they decided on a set time. In fact, there were a fair few flaws with her plan, and she was starting to doubt "The Guide's" validity as a communication device. Still, though, Renge was anything but bored. No, she was near a library, which she had heard rumors of containing doujin, one of the few things she missed from her home planet - other than family, of course.
The blond managed to amuse herself from somewhere around ten thirty to…well, honestly, she lost track of the time, and was simply waiting for her darling lunch date to show up.