Mar 03, 2012 12:01
[Raye's communicator is set down on the counter, where it flicks on and begins transmitting the most boring scene ever. The priestess is dressed casually for an exceptionally warm summer day, in red shorts with a striped t-shirt with a baseball cap settled backwards on top of her sleek black hair. The yellow hoodie is shucked from her shoulders and thrown over the back of a chair, the hat following shortly. Then she turns to go through her sack of groceries, unfolding the newspaper and giving it peripheral glances as she puts things away.]
...ugh...
[Who knows why she's 'ugh'ing. It could be any number of reasons. But secretly, it's because of the week of forecasted showers. A whole WEEK? At least it'll be warm.]
[She takes down a small ceramic bowl, putting a few sweet mochi balls into it.]
Lunaaaa! Lunch!
[She also picks up a package, unwrapping the thick white paper, to reveal a couple of fish heads. Raye's nose wrinkles, but Luna said she loved them, so she made sure to get a few--]
Huh?
[Now she's looking directly at the communicator. Raye FROWNS, and reaches out to slam it down on the counter to turn it off.]
Stop recording banal things!
(OOC: Lunaaaaa let's chaaaaaaaat!)
raye hino