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Nov 26, 2009 20:22

She had left her room. Unable to concentrate. The girl with wings -Esme her name was- was rather distracting at times. Yuriko did not stare, but she did consider things. She had to clear her mind. That was the only way to achieve her state of meditation ( Read more... )

✝ fred 'blob' dukes, ✝ jason 'j-143' stryker, ✝ yuriko 'deathstrike' oyama

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un_move_able November 26 2009, 22:22:52 UTC

Fred entered the room, yawning. In his hand was a sizeable plate filled to full capacity with sandwiches. He was planning to eat here, taking advantage of the peace and quiet, until he saw the room was not vacant.

Yuriko often reminded Fred of a cat. A siamese cat, aloof and quick and extremely completely lacking social niceties. Of course his old South came in the back of his mind and said that she was Asian too.

"This room taken?

sixinchnails November 26 2009, 22:36:35 UTC

She tilted her head, much like a cat would when assessing an intrusion.

"No," she said steadily, "it is not." She didn't seek out company. She didn't require interaction. She preferred professionalism and directness.

The pace was starting to irritate her.

un_move_able November 26 2009, 23:10:45 UTC

Ginving her a wary eye, Fred took a seat on the sofa. The furniture creaked beneath him, but stood strong against his weight. Setting down his food and drink (a massive bottle of soda), he proceeded to shovel in his lunch.

Swallowing, he nodded to her, not wanting to make eye contact again.

"I got plenty if you want some."

sixinchnails November 26 2009, 23:18:34 UTC

She turned to face him, raising an eyebrow. "That is not necessary," her voice was level with every word, not a single hitch in her tone at all. "I have already eaten sufficiently."

She wasn't exactly a diet type of woman. She didn't care enough to to bother. However she was strictly set to a measured intake of vitamins, carbohydrates, proteins and salt.

Everything about Yuriko's life was measured out. "I do not believe any shall be wasted."

toywithyourmind November 27 2009, 05:59:21 UTC

Jason headed into the rec room clutching a journal under his arm. He paused for a moment when he saw Yuriko but continued in anyway. Nicky enjoyed her presence so he didn't know if she was going to be alright or not with him being there. He sat down opening up his notebook and starting to write.

He was immediately sucked in tuning out most of the sounds that could be heard in the base on a normal day.