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Mar 27, 2008 23:31

WHO: Omi [truthandfreesia], Youji [smokeandwires], Aya [garnet_orchid], and Ken [no_more_denying] (hopefully (:)
WHAT: Weiss needs to have a little chat about ... well, everything.
WHERE: headquarters,
WHEN: Evening.

Kitten pile. )

Ω hidaka ken, Ω fujimiya aya, kudou youji, tsukiyono omi

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smokeandwires March 28 2008, 04:13:22 UTC
Youji hadn't been back to the temporary base since the first night. Yeah, it was a little hobo of him, but he'd been sleeping wherever, not checking in when he should.

However, that time was over. He entered, senses suddenly heightening. He was already going into mission mode and they didn't even have a mission yet.

"Omi?" he asked hesitantly. All the lights were off and he had to lower his sunglasses and wait for his eyes to adjust.

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truthandfreesia March 28 2008, 04:24:29 UTC
At the sound of Youji's voice, Omi perked up. It was almost silly, but he was a little excited to hear him. He barely saw him, after all-- it didn't sit well with Omi, at all.

"Youji," he said, smiling brightly as he moved to his feet and turned to face his teammate. His eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, but he briefly contemplated flipping a light on, ultimately deciding it might be best.

"You want to hit the lights?"

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garnet_orchid March 28 2008, 04:28:43 UTC
Aya was all too happy for this meeting. He had some things he wanted to clear up, chief among them was how Schwarz had managed to find their old home... and where to make a new one. They had been living apart for far too long, and there was safety in numbers.

He flicked the lights on as he walked in, hearing Omi's request, and nodded quietly in his usual way.

"Omi. Youji."

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no_more_denying March 28 2008, 04:42:31 UTC
Ken was the last one to arrive, and he waved in friendly greeting as he went to the nearest chair and threw himself gracelessly into it.

"S'up guys?"

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smokeandwires March 28 2008, 04:56:29 UTC
Youji flicked on the light, as Omi had requested. His eyes were sensitive once again and he pushed his sunglasses back up.

"All together again. Maybe we can figure out what the hell we wanna do, with all this crazy going on around us."

Figuring out the crazy... that was usually Omi's job.

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