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antiakuma

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Jul 26, 2008 05:23

Snow again, huh? Random as ever, City.

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!polychromatic, snowing, mana, curse day

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caged_song July 26 2008, 04:46:45 UTC

H-Have a nice walk...

antiakuma July 26 2008, 04:48:17 UTC

Heh, thank you. You're not going out in it?

caged_song July 26 2008, 04:49:58 UTC

I am...b-but I want to ask if Heine...o-or um...Miss Naoto...would like to...w-with me...?

glacialis July 26 2008, 04:51:18 UTC

Nill.

[ooc; Sorry for butting in x) He wanted to take Fluff the puppy out~ and now he's all :|!! MUST STEAL HER AWAY. ]

Thread 24

againstgod July 26 2008, 05:17:19 UTC

Mm.

Allen Walker.

antiakuma July 26 2008, 05:19:37 UTC

Hmm? Alexiel?

How are you finding the sudden shift in weather?

againstgod July 26 2008, 14:23:09 UTC

Weather does not affect me.

Have you ever flew among the snowflawkes?

antiakuma July 26 2008, 16:51:12 UTC

Just as well, then.

Considering I don't tend to fly anywhere by default I'd have to say no.

Thread 5

mybffcheesekun July 26 2008, 05:50:32 UTC

Random and pointless.

antiakuma July 26 2008, 08:38:42 UTC

You don't like this kind of weather, miss?

mybffcheesekun July 26 2008, 08:44:00 UTC

No, I don't. It's too cold.

antiakuma July 26 2008, 08:48:51 UTC

I suppose it is. And such a sudden change compared to summer heat that it's bound to be felt more. Ah... do you even have clothing for cold-weather? You only arrived recently, didn't you?

Thread 6

to_sublimate July 26 2008, 05:51:16 UTC

antiakuma July 26 2008, 08:44:36 UTC

antiakuma July 26 2008, 08:44:50 UTC

I suppose the weather makes no difference to you, huh, Kanda?

to_sublimate July 26 2008, 08:45:51 UTC

Only idiots like you would let it affect them.

Thread 17

I WANT ACTION. >8| skycrossing July 29 2008, 05:05:10 UTC

[ White powder clouded every surface, every sidewalk was damp with the cold, and still the skies showered the City with diamond dust. Lenalee stepped out of the firehouse to purchase a few ingredients. She was going to make soup, including a bowl for Kanda. (She wondered if anyone else cooked it the way he liked it here.) Oh, and not to forget, some more tea.

Back home, the weather was dreary. Well, the weather that surrounded the old headquarters was always dreary, dark, and in a way ominous. If you asked her whether she liked it there, she would probably smile melancholy and bend her brows in thought: "My home is with my friends. As long as I'm standing with them, I can feel easy."

For that reason alone, she remains in this strange world between worlds, among strangers from stranger worlds and amidst borderline ridiculous events, and still retain her sanity. Given that, it's peculiar (and a tad frustrating) that she doesn't spend quality time with said friends. It's always reading (a book or the network, whichever takes her fancy ( ... )