Meeting. [Closed]

Jul 27, 2010 17:20

Characters: keytoanewworld and sharpstone
Setting/Location: Alpha Tower, Room S-114
Date & Time: Day 8, after the Caravan began moving
Warnings: None
Summary: Once the new and old members of the Caravan have boarded, two roommates meet.

Evening. )

oerba yun fang, sumire takahana, *day 08, #style: prose

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sharpstone July 28 2010, 01:52:32 UTC
Fang walked down the hall briskly, pausing only to check the numbers on each door. She had no problem sharing a room with someone, but she'd much rather share with Vanille, or even Lightning. She didn't like the fact that their group was so spread out - only she and Snow were in the same tower, let alone room. Even if Light and Vanille had said that the caravan ride had been (for the most part) uneventful, Fang wasn't going to rely on that lasting.

She entered the room without knocking, eyes jumping from the bunkbeds to the table to the window and the person standing there. Fang remained in the doorway, standing easily with the door still open behind her. "You must be the roommate then." Hard to tell much of anything about her with her back still turned.

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keytoanewworld July 28 2010, 02:03:17 UTC
Lost in thought, Sumire hadn't heard the door open and jumped at the sound of the woman's voice. She turned around to face this woman and looked her over; she didn't recognize her, but her voice sounded a little bit familiar. "Ah, my name's Sumire Takahana," she said, bowing her head slightly. "You must be Fang-san."

She pushed herself off of the windowsill and walked a little closer to the woman. "Are you one of the new members?"

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sharpstone July 28 2010, 02:30:14 UTC
Once Sumire turned around, Fang got a slightly better look at her. Definitely several years younger than Vanille, and she didn't look like a fighter. Fang wondered if that was the reason why they'd been split up - scatter those who could fight across the caravan, and then no part would be completely defenseless. She could respect that (if a bit grudgingly), but it was still just a theory. "Right and right again," she answered. "Gotta say, this looks better than that cell."

Meeting someone like this actually felt a bit surreal. Apparently Fang didn't have to worry about someone recognizing her mark and running off screaming about the "evil Pulse l'Cie". But everything she's been doing has been geared toward completing their Focus, and it seemed there was nothing they could do about that here. Running, hiding, fighting against almost everything and everyone that they'd encountered... they hadn't had much time to just sit around and chat. Thinking of which: "And I've been filled in on some of the details, so don't think you gotta ( ... )

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keytoanewworld July 28 2010, 02:52:40 UTC
"It's plain, but it's very comfortable," Sumire said, studying Fang's appearance more closely. She was particularly interested in what looked like a tattoo; she hadn't seen too many women with tattoos - or indeed, anyone at all - and she wondered if it had any significance, but that was probably too personal a question to ask. She didn't recognize Fang's style of clothing, but she realized she didn't know much of other cultures besides her own.

"If you have any questions, I'll do my best to answer," she added, and then she glanced over at the beds. "Oh, do you have a preference to which bunk you want?"

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