Word 3 :○: Fran :○: [In person]

[mist_intolerant]

[This week had proved to Fran that this Author girl could do pretty much what she wanted. Waking up with, not only black hair instead of white,  but also without her rabbit ears, the Viera had felt quite unsure of what to do with herself. What was the point of taking her ears away? What purpose could it possibly serve?

Either way, she dressed

Comments

[kansai_ahou]

*Heiji was still adjusting to the weirdness of this place, and it hadn't helped that he was thrust into a case the very second he stepped foot outside the door of his room. (Okay, that was a lie, it actually did help. Shh) The normality of this week just gave him less to adjust to for the moment. Take it one step at a time, you know?

He makes his way outside, thinking he could practice a few forms in the chill air, when he spots Fran. Curious, he shoves his hands in his pockets and watches quietly. Archery was usually interesting to watch.*

[mist_intolerant]

[Her eyes narrow as she pulls the arrow back, her posture perfect and straight. After a second, she releases the string, the arrow soon hitting it's target with ease and without flaw.

Looking round at Heiji, she flicks her eyes over him]

Can I help you?

[kansai_ahou]

*he's nodding appreciatively at the shot before he realizes that she's addressing him*

Oh, just admirin' yer form. May I ask how long ye've been doin' that? *he gestures towards the target, suspecting it must take quite a bit of practice to get that good*

[mist_intolerant]

[His accent is a little hard to decipher at first, but she gets the general jist]

A long time

[punch_it_fran]

[Having been looking for the Viera he was confronted with a conundrum. He'd recognise that bow and armour anywhere. But.. the one wearing it didn't exactly resemble her. Approaching, he makes it obvious he's headed over. If he made her jump then he'd inevitably get a fist to the face.]

Fran?

[mist_intolerant]

[Lowering her bow, Fran looks over at him]

Yes?

[punch_it_fran]

[Blink. Wow. This was going to take some getting used to.]

The Author's done quite the number on you, hasn't she?-- You're not cold?

[Whilst Viera may have had a tolerance for most climates, humes didn't.]

[mist_intolerant]

[Glancing down at her clothing]

If I was, I wouldn't be outside.

You do not look any different.