RP Log - She Did What?!
Who: Hotaru, Midna, Neptune, Trowa
When: this afternoon
Where: music store
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Notes: Uranus is in trouble
Summary: Trowa and Midna talk before he decides he needs to tell Neptune what he learned.
Trowa walked into the music store, Milo following along behind. He expected to see it empty since the store had been supposedly closed for lunch right before his shift, but he had to shake his head when he saw Midna still in the music store, seated behind the counter. "Midna," he sighed.
She looked up. "What?"
"Your shift was supposed to have ended by now," he remarked as Milo trotted over happily to greet Midna.
"I have no problem being here."
Trowa nodded as he walked over and sat down in his chair. "You don't really talk to too many people," he pointed out.
"You constantly point that out," Midna remarked, patting Milo on the head.
"Because you don't."
Midna shrugged.
"Midna, we have a holiday coming up. It is called Valentine's Day...I wanted to know if you would be willing to participate."
Midna shrugged. "I don't know."
"Basically girls and guys exchange chocolates...it is typically between couples, but you could give something to someone."
"I'll see," Midna remarked, her voice firm.
Trowa nodded. "Okay. And maybe there is a holiday from your world that you would like to celebrate," he suggested hoping to get her to open up to more people here.
Midna thought for a moment. "There's only one day I'd like to celebrate," she remarked. "The day that Zant died."
Trowa nodded. "Okay. Do you know...what day that is?"
"Your calendar system is different than mine," Midna remarked. "I'm not sure what day it would correspond to."
"Then we can come up with a day," Trowa remarked. "How would you like it celebrated?"
"I don't particularly care as long as a likeness of Zant is destroyed at some point on that day."
"Of course. Anything you wish." He smiled.
"Good," Midna replied. "Now perhaps you can explain this to me," she continued, holding out a CD to Trowa. "Did this person really exist and write this kind of music?"
Trowa took the CD case and looked over it. It appeared to be at least basically classical in nature judging how the names of the songs were set up, but the names themselves and the name of the "composer" were so off-the-wall. "I think it is just a paraody. I don't think this person ever existed."
Midna blinked. "Paraody?"
"It's kind of a joke...it's meant to make people laugh."
"Oh," Midna remarked, her face completely serious. "Apparently your world's humor is lost to me."
"Apparently, but then again humor is lost to me as well in most cases," Trowa remarked.
"Oh."
Only a moment later, Neptune walked into the music store, Hotaru and Fluffy following along behind her. "Good afternoon, Trowa, Midna."
"Hello," Hotaru said happily.
Midna nodded to the pair.
"Oh, Neptune," Trowa said nervoulsly, rising to his feet. "There's something I need to talk to you about."
"About what?" Neptune asked.
"It's about Uranus," Trowa said in a low voice.
"What has she done now?" Neptune asked.
Trowa glanced over at Hotaru. "Maybe...without..."
"Come, little one," Midna interrupted, speaking to Hotaru. "Let's go play with Milo and Fluffy in the back room."
Hotaru smiled brightly. "Okay." She scooped up Fluffy and followed Midna and Milo to the back room of the music store.
Neptune waited until the door had shut then she turned back to Trowa. "What did she do now?"
"Well," Trowa said softly, "I actually found this out a little while ago, but I couldn't find a good time to tell you. But it is weighing on my conscience."
"What happened?"
"You know Jamie from the cafe?"
Neptune nodded. "I know him. He's a sweet kid."
"Apparently..." Trowa paused. "I heard this from Schuldig talking to Jamie and Jamie's reaction confirmed what he was saying...otherwise I wouldn't trust a word that comes out of his mouth..."
"Trowa, what?"
Trowa lowered his head, almost ashamed to say the words, to put down one of the Guardians for such behavior. "I only tell you this because I am worried about him...Apparently Uranus...she interrupted him at the end of his shift and prevented him from closing because...she was trying to force him to drink alcohol."
The calm look on Neptune's face suddenly turned darker as she heard those words. She let out a muffled curse. "I knew that she had done something!" Neptune growled. "I could tell by his reaction when I talked to him...but this?!"
Neptune turned and stormed out of the store as Midna and Hotaru returned to see what she was yelling about. "Mama!" Hotaru called, watching her leave.
Trowa bit his lip and walked over to Hotaru. "Mama just needs to go talk to someone," he told her. "Why don't you stay with us and play with Milo-puppy and Fluffy?"
Hotaru nodded, still watching the door.
"Mama will back," Trowa told her, guessing her reaction. "She didn't forget you. She loves you."
Hotaru nodded.
Midna put her hand on Trowa's shoulder. "You go play with her. I'll watch the store."
Trowa nodded and picked up Hotaru, knowing Midna was trying to give him a distraction from the fact that he had just caused such a problem.
When: this afternoon
Where: music store
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Notes: Uranus is in trouble
Summary: Trowa and Midna talk before he decides he needs to tell Neptune what he learned.
Trowa walked into the music store, Milo following along behind. He expected to see it empty since the store had been supposedly closed for lunch right before his shift, but he had to shake his head when he saw Midna still in the music store, seated behind the counter. "Midna," he sighed.
She looked up. "What?"
"Your shift was supposed to have ended by now," he remarked as Milo trotted over happily to greet Midna.
"I have no problem being here."
Trowa nodded as he walked over and sat down in his chair. "You don't really talk to too many people," he pointed out.
"You constantly point that out," Midna remarked, patting Milo on the head.
"Because you don't."
Midna shrugged.
"Midna, we have a holiday coming up. It is called Valentine's Day...I wanted to know if you would be willing to participate."
Midna shrugged. "I don't know."
"Basically girls and guys exchange chocolates...it is typically between couples, but you could give something to someone."
"I'll see," Midna remarked, her voice firm.
Trowa nodded. "Okay. And maybe there is a holiday from your world that you would like to celebrate," he suggested hoping to get her to open up to more people here.
Midna thought for a moment. "There's only one day I'd like to celebrate," she remarked. "The day that Zant died."
Trowa nodded. "Okay. Do you know...what day that is?"
"Your calendar system is different than mine," Midna remarked. "I'm not sure what day it would correspond to."
"Then we can come up with a day," Trowa remarked. "How would you like it celebrated?"
"I don't particularly care as long as a likeness of Zant is destroyed at some point on that day."
"Of course. Anything you wish." He smiled.
"Good," Midna replied. "Now perhaps you can explain this to me," she continued, holding out a CD to Trowa. "Did this person really exist and write this kind of music?"
Trowa took the CD case and looked over it. It appeared to be at least basically classical in nature judging how the names of the songs were set up, but the names themselves and the name of the "composer" were so off-the-wall. "I think it is just a paraody. I don't think this person ever existed."
Midna blinked. "Paraody?"
"It's kind of a joke...it's meant to make people laugh."
"Oh," Midna remarked, her face completely serious. "Apparently your world's humor is lost to me."
"Apparently, but then again humor is lost to me as well in most cases," Trowa remarked.
"Oh."
Only a moment later, Neptune walked into the music store, Hotaru and Fluffy following along behind her. "Good afternoon, Trowa, Midna."
"Hello," Hotaru said happily.
Midna nodded to the pair.
"Oh, Neptune," Trowa said nervoulsly, rising to his feet. "There's something I need to talk to you about."
"About what?" Neptune asked.
"It's about Uranus," Trowa said in a low voice.
"What has she done now?" Neptune asked.
Trowa glanced over at Hotaru. "Maybe...without..."
"Come, little one," Midna interrupted, speaking to Hotaru. "Let's go play with Milo and Fluffy in the back room."
Hotaru smiled brightly. "Okay." She scooped up Fluffy and followed Midna and Milo to the back room of the music store.
Neptune waited until the door had shut then she turned back to Trowa. "What did she do now?"
"Well," Trowa said softly, "I actually found this out a little while ago, but I couldn't find a good time to tell you. But it is weighing on my conscience."
"What happened?"
"You know Jamie from the cafe?"
Neptune nodded. "I know him. He's a sweet kid."
"Apparently..." Trowa paused. "I heard this from Schuldig talking to Jamie and Jamie's reaction confirmed what he was saying...otherwise I wouldn't trust a word that comes out of his mouth..."
"Trowa, what?"
Trowa lowered his head, almost ashamed to say the words, to put down one of the Guardians for such behavior. "I only tell you this because I am worried about him...Apparently Uranus...she interrupted him at the end of his shift and prevented him from closing because...she was trying to force him to drink alcohol."
The calm look on Neptune's face suddenly turned darker as she heard those words. She let out a muffled curse. "I knew that she had done something!" Neptune growled. "I could tell by his reaction when I talked to him...but this?!"
Neptune turned and stormed out of the store as Midna and Hotaru returned to see what she was yelling about. "Mama!" Hotaru called, watching her leave.
Trowa bit his lip and walked over to Hotaru. "Mama just needs to go talk to someone," he told her. "Why don't you stay with us and play with Milo-puppy and Fluffy?"
Hotaru nodded, still watching the door.
"Mama will back," Trowa told her, guessing her reaction. "She didn't forget you. She loves you."
Hotaru nodded.
Midna put her hand on Trowa's shoulder. "You go play with her. I'll watch the store."
Trowa nodded and picked up Hotaru, knowing Midna was trying to give him a distraction from the fact that he had just caused such a problem.