Log; Complete
When; The evening of the 21st, shortly following this discussion.
Rating; G
Characters; Namikaze Minato [flash_minato] and Diao Chan [notawoman]
Summary; The pair meet for tea, and cursed, Diao Chan feels compelled to share a little secret of hers.
Log;
Diao Chan was feeling unsettled, to say the least. It was proving surprisingly hard work not to simply blurt out the mysteries she harboured today, and that bothered her greatly. Why she felt so compelled to let anyone know would have been beyond her, were it not for the incredible range of curses affecting people on the network. Stubborn though she was, she could feel her resistance slipping away like sand through parted fingers, and only the knowledge that she would be freeing the words that burned in her chest soon gave her the willpower to tear herself from her computer.
If the City was going to force her to speak, then she was going to choose who heard. At least Minato seemed the trustworthy type; if he swore to keep it private between them both, then it would probably stay that way.
'Huo Ge, what would you think of this?' she wondered, as she locked the door to her apartment and journeyed to Minato's.
Only a matter of minutes had passed before she came to a stop at the blond man's door, and she took a deep breath to compose herself,then rapped her knuckles against the hard surface. It wouldn't do to simply spill her secrets before she had even crossed the threshold, after all.
Rating; G
Characters; Namikaze Minato [flash_minato] and Diao Chan [notawoman]
Summary; The pair meet for tea, and cursed, Diao Chan feels compelled to share a little secret of hers.
Log;
Diao Chan was feeling unsettled, to say the least. It was proving surprisingly hard work not to simply blurt out the mysteries she harboured today, and that bothered her greatly. Why she felt so compelled to let anyone know would have been beyond her, were it not for the incredible range of curses affecting people on the network. Stubborn though she was, she could feel her resistance slipping away like sand through parted fingers, and only the knowledge that she would be freeing the words that burned in her chest soon gave her the willpower to tear herself from her computer.
If the City was going to force her to speak, then she was going to choose who heard. At least Minato seemed the trustworthy type; if he swore to keep it private between them both, then it would probably stay that way.
'Huo Ge, what would you think of this?' she wondered, as she locked the door to her apartment and journeyed to Minato's.
Only a matter of minutes had passed before she came to a stop at the blond man's door, and she took a deep breath to compose herself,then rapped her knuckles against the hard surface. It wouldn't do to simply spill her secrets before she had even crossed the threshold, after all.