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The Plot Thickens? [Active]
Characters: Minato and Karin
Location: Outside the girls' dorms, then to the boys' dorm... and then all over the place. 8|
Time: Wednesday evening.
Content: Minato arrives to help Karin. SASUKE-SEEKING SHENANIGANS ENSUE.
Warnings: .... shenanigans?
Minato was pretty sure he didn't know what he was doing, helping a new student find Sasuke when he was pretty sure he still wanted to avoid the other boy. Sure, the two of them had talked things out not that long ago (if one could call it that), but that didn't mean Minato was quite able to simply toss something like that aside. He'd hurt someone, plain and simple, and it hadn't even been in self-defense - but at least it was an accident. Still, it wouldn't do to simply mope about it all the time, so Minato mentally shrugged it away for now (he'd cope and figure out a way to prevent it from happening ever again) as he headed to the girls' dorm, headphones about his shoulders for once instead of blaring music into his ears.
He didn't know what the girl he was coming for looked like, exactly (and it seemed she hadn't arrived yet anyway), but he leaned against the wall and waited politely, hands in his pockets. It was always nice to help someone out.
Location: Outside the girls' dorms, then to the boys' dorm... and then all over the place. 8|
Time: Wednesday evening.
Content: Minato arrives to help Karin. SASUKE-SEEKING SHENANIGANS ENSUE.
Warnings: .... shenanigans?
Minato was pretty sure he didn't know what he was doing, helping a new student find Sasuke when he was pretty sure he still wanted to avoid the other boy. Sure, the two of them had talked things out not that long ago (if one could call it that), but that didn't mean Minato was quite able to simply toss something like that aside. He'd hurt someone, plain and simple, and it hadn't even been in self-defense - but at least it was an accident. Still, it wouldn't do to simply mope about it all the time, so Minato mentally shrugged it away for now (he'd cope and figure out a way to prevent it from happening ever again) as he headed to the girls' dorm, headphones about his shoulders for once instead of blaring music into his ears.
He didn't know what the girl he was coming for looked like, exactly (and it seemed she hadn't arrived yet anyway), but he leaned against the wall and waited politely, hands in his pockets. It was always nice to help someone out.