Meeting the Mirror Card

[spacetime_witch]

Who: Ichihara Yuuko, Mono Fuuma
What: Yuuko is shopping.  And by shopping, I mean checking store windows and breaking into them if they have good things inside.  She wasn't expecting to run into Fuuma.
Where: On the streets by the shops.
When: A day or so after the masquerade.
Rating: PG right now.
Open: No

It was a pleasant day.  Or rather, pleasant in

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[dark_twin_star]

Fuuma had been on a roll with acquiring the new members of his...faction; the dragons of earth seemed to already be growing far too quickly. But such was what was meant to be in the tall boy's mind. And he intended to continue on his mission until no seals were left...and it came time to grant Kamui's true wish. But that was still some time away

[spacetime_witch]

Yuuko had turned around, and found herself face to face with...

Clow Reed.

No...not Clow Reed. He felt different, and his face seemed to be wavering back and forth between the four-eyes' smiling face and that of a much younger, short-haired man. Much like Clow's own face would waver before her eyes whenever he left the door to his liquor cabinet unlocked (or when she was feeling particularly industrious with a hairpin). Clow never wore sunglasses. Ever. What a strange effect that gave the whole package.

Yuuko managed a polite smile in return to the young man's comment. "Yes, a very pleasant day...for frogs and snails and people who have not seen the sun properly in months." And for four-eyed creeps that live in England, she mentally added

[dark_twin_star]

A soft chuckle came, and he slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket. A sense of humor was always good...much like Seishirou and his conversation on the rooftop in Shibuya as it fell to ruins. Though, it was more laced with a sardonic tone than actual humor, but...right now, it felt harmless to laugh

[spacetime_witch]

Yuuko smiled. Small talk it was, then. But was he wavering back and forth a little? She wasn't altogether sure she liked the way this young man was studying her.

"I was here for about a week until someone from my world arrived. He told me I had gone into my storeroom for just a second. He didn't even know when he came here that I had been gone. Since then, I've been here a...month maybe? It's really not worth keeping track, but my marker is back the house so I can't give you an exact figure. It's not too bad. I've got an extensive collection of clothing from the previous owner, and the future is all intact and the kitchen appliances still work. So long as we deal with ramen and canned soup most days of the week. How long have you been here?"

She finally decided after listening to him speak she wasn't going to be polite, not when the man was studying her so. "By the way," she drawled, "That's a nice trick you got there," she gestured towards his face. "You think you can teach it to me?"