Now I can see what matters to me...

[unluckytiming]

Who: Miranda Lotto, Mikiru Asahina, Dartz, and anyone else who wants to stop by and talk
When: October 29th, in the afternoon
Where: The Courtyard
What: Deciding that she needs to (finally) come out of her room, Miranda wanders around campus and tries to forget about the "mistakes" haunting her.
Rating: PG for the general emo that follows Miranda? The

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[its_classified]

Wandering around campus in her newly purchased jacket, Mikuru was still shivering slightly as she walked. It wasn't this cold in Japan right now, that was for sure. She wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing to get some warmth. Walking into the courtyard, she spotted someone on the benches. Was she asleep? Concerned now, Mikuru made her way over, and recognized the form of her savior. Smiling, she called out "Miranda-san?"

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Miranda shot upright, her frail nerves making her jump as the girl suddenly called her name. She opened her eyes and glanced towards Mikiru before forcing a weak smile. "Oh, g-good afternoon..." She stammered after taking a deep breath, brushing back a strand of her wavy hair.

[its_classified]

Letting out a little squeak as the taller woman jumped up, Mikuru put a hand to her copious chest, trying to stay calm. "H-hello, Miranda-san," she said weakly. "Are you okay? May I sit with you?" She smiled, worried that Miranda looked so down.

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"N-no, I'm fine. Please don't worry about it." The Exorcist insisted with a swift shake of her head, offering another smile towards the teen. "Yes, you can sit here if you want..." Miranda nodded lightly and moved aside to give Mikiru room, not wanting to make her feel claustophobic.

[acceptmytruth]

Dartz had made himself a bit scarce over the past few days, ever since the hauntings had began. He had the fortune, or misfortune depending on how you looked at it, of being haunted by his late wife. It was fortunate to see her, and that she was a very pleasant woman. It was unfortunate because Dartz didn't know how to deal with her, and he didn't want anyone here on the island to know about her.

But he had the leave his room sometime. He was used to palaces, castles, the outdoors... He got a bit claustrophobic, honestly, in the small room. And so there he was, having ventured from his room, though he'd gone to get a cup of tea to settle his usually steel-like nerves.

[unluckytiming]

"Sh-she... Certainly is." Miranda nodded, mentally noting that "energetic" was NOT really an adequate term to describe Haruhi...

Deciding to put the thought out of her head, she glanced towards the cafe as they neared it and caught sight of a familiar figure inside. Dartz. She hadn't talked to him face-to-face since he had asked her to the ball, and was still rather confused as to how SHE had been picked amongst the other occupants of the island. Shaking her head quickly to avoid another uncalled-for flush, gently took Mikiru's arm and smiled lightly.

"Come on. I can introduce you to someone..."

[its_classified]

"Oh, r-really? Thanks, Miranda-san! I don't know anyone well yet." She let Miranda keep hold of her arm as they walked, following her gaze. She thought the silver-haired man was quite striking, with a nice posture. She looked at Miranda and asked, "Is that your boyfriend?"

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"WH-WHA~??!" Miranda instantly turned a rather comical shade of red and jumped slightly at Mikiru's question. "B-b-b-boyfriend?! No, no, it's really nothing like that, honest!!" She insisted hastily, waving the hand that wasn't holding onto the girl's arm. "I-I've never had a boyfriend!"