May 11, 2010 07:42
[He's been telling himself that it's because of Okita's lengthy recovery, but in all honesty, Susumu has been putting this off. Still, one can only ignore what is technically an order for so long, so with the rain falling and thus a reason to stay indoors, Susumu's finally getting around to doing some callouts.]
I need to speak with Derek Bliss, as well as anyone working as a doctor at the medical facility here.
[...And there was that other thing Okita told him to do. Does he really have to? Really? While it's true that orders are orders...
Really?
.....]
I also request the conversation of someone I have not yet met.
[...Yep, that's really it. Meanwhile, it's early morning and Susumu is in the kitchen area of community building #4, floor 3, mixing up a nice traditional Japanese breakfast, Ayumu-style. The smell is probably drifting through the vents- a vaguely spicy but mostly sweetened teriyaki blend. In his cozy little yukata, bound sleeves, and tabi-toed sandals he might actually look the part, if he didn't have a wakizashi strapped to his back. Not normal cooking attire, for sure, but he hates to go unprepared in a building full of people he doesn't know. His journal is open on the counter in case someone responds to his call.
Anyone around to bother him?]
cooking time,
sis makes it better,
would much rather be stalking people,
dammit okita