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Who: Axel and Naminé Lusanct
What: A second meeting in which first impressions are shattered
Where: Rabanastre Apartment Complex
When: Weekend morning
Warnings: None.
Fifteen minutes of silence.
That was enough for Naminé to know that, yes, her brother was out.
She sighed, peering at the closed door she had knocked on and had stood outside on for the remainder of half of the half an hour. Her brother, although a bit busy, shouldn't take too much time in whatever he's doing to not answer a door. Meaning he was not in there. And she had wasted a morning coming here.
Heaving another deep sigh, she averted her gaze to the basket she was carrying. They contained several pastries she had cooked during her free time in the Tiki Room. Her brother had a sweet tooth, and this was pretty much a tradition during the weekends. But oh well. It had to happen sometime.
After giving one final glance to the empty apartment, she turned to her heel and walked away, lithe hand keeping a firm grip on the basket. Deciding that it would be nice if she walked instead of using the elevator (she needed the exercise anyway), she headed for the stairs, intending to wander among the apartment's vast corridors. Maybe she might run into Snow White. She remembered her new friend was residing here. Or she could just visit Rinoa. After all, she hadn't seen Angelo for days.
Giggling at the thought of a surprise visit, she turned around to a random hallway. And was promptly surprised when her cerulean eyes alighted upon a particular someone.
Someone quite familiar.
What: A second meeting in which first impressions are shattered
Where: Rabanastre Apartment Complex
When: Weekend morning
Warnings: None.
Fifteen minutes of silence.
That was enough for Naminé to know that, yes, her brother was out.
She sighed, peering at the closed door she had knocked on and had stood outside on for the remainder of half of the half an hour. Her brother, although a bit busy, shouldn't take too much time in whatever he's doing to not answer a door. Meaning he was not in there. And she had wasted a morning coming here.
Heaving another deep sigh, she averted her gaze to the basket she was carrying. They contained several pastries she had cooked during her free time in the Tiki Room. Her brother had a sweet tooth, and this was pretty much a tradition during the weekends. But oh well. It had to happen sometime.
After giving one final glance to the empty apartment, she turned to her heel and walked away, lithe hand keeping a firm grip on the basket. Deciding that it would be nice if she walked instead of using the elevator (she needed the exercise anyway), she headed for the stairs, intending to wander among the apartment's vast corridors. Maybe she might run into Snow White. She remembered her new friend was residing here. Or she could just visit Rinoa. After all, she hadn't seen Angelo for days.
Giggling at the thought of a surprise visit, she turned around to a random hallway. And was promptly surprised when her cerulean eyes alighted upon a particular someone.
Someone quite familiar.