looks a lot like christmas;

Jan 02, 2012 11:13

Who: restardom & ieyasachu
Where: Goldenrod City.
When: backdated to December 24th!
Summary: He'd really meant to visit earlier, but it just so happened that he came by on Christmas Eve. Have fun explaining modern holidays to the warlord, Rise.
Rating: PG
Log: ( everywhere you go... )

ieyasu tokugawa | sengoku basara, rise kujikawa | persona 4

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restardom January 2 2012, 19:20:39 UTC
[ it's a little unusual, but Rise was stirring from a nap when the screen lit up with a small ping; she'd blame Yagyuu if asked, Yagyuu and timing and the idiocy of running outside in pajama pants, but she hadn't expected any more surprised today.

The thing about surprises, though, is that no one really expects them.

Ieyasu won't get a text in response, because within ten minutes, the door swings open and there she is, sleepily rubbing an eye and carrying something tucked beneath her other arm. ]

... I didn't think I'd be as popular here.

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ieyasachu January 2 2012, 19:26:22 UTC
[In those ten minutes, he'd just be leaning against the building. If Rise was busy then it couldn't be helped and he'd probably just move on and visit the next day-

But as the door swung up, he saw that wouldn't be necessary.

And tilting his head to her with a smile.]

But why not, Rise? Your company is very enjoyable.

[It takes just a moment for him to realize that she's still rubbing at her eyes-]

A-Ah... I'm sorry, did I disturb you? I hadn't meant to. We can always go another time...!

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restardom January 2 2012, 19:54:45 UTC
It's okay.

[ she'll grump later, but she offers up a smile now-- seconds before the walk turns into a bounce and she's launching herself at him for a hug. ]

Besides, it's great to see you!

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ieyasachu January 2 2012, 20:00:53 UTC
Ah-

[Well if nothing else, he catches her very easily and returns the hug with a laugh.]

The pleasure is all mine, really. I'm grateful you have time in your schedule for me.

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