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[princesspilot]

Who: Saotome Alto [ princesspilot ], Asami Ryuichi [ inurviewfinder ]
Where: Out in the city.
What: Alto sneaks out.
When: ? Today.
Warnings: TBA

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[inurviewfinder]

Considering that, one, nearly everyone he's talked to had recommended the place, and two, he was rapidly running out of cigarettes, Asami had been on his way to the Magnolia, himself. And from then on, it had been a fairly simple math problem: Person 1 heads from Point A to Point B at a hurried pace; person 2 heads from point B in the opposite direction. How long until they collide?

Of course, running into someone while rounding a corner wasn't the most original way to meet, but Asami had been looking for landmarks and not paying as much attention in front of himself as he should have; he was still familiarizing himself with this city, after all.

[princesspilot]

"Ah!!" Surprised by the collision, Alto fell back onto the floor, his hoodie slipping down from the top of his head. "Look where you're going!!" He complained. His ankle had made a rather disturbing sound when he landed. Anxious, the young man leaned forward and prodded at the joint, hissing.

Damn it. So much for going for a walk.

[inurviewfinder]

Asami, he of the much more solid frame, had stayed afoot. He was about to apologize when he spotted the face of his unfortunate victim, and almost laughed aloud right there.

The boy from that video. The world really was a small place.

"My apologies," he said anyway, shifting down onto one knee to glance at the ankle. "I take it you're not all right."

[princesspilot]

"That's none of your business!" Alto snapped, baring with the pain to press down at his ankle, hoping to relieve some of the pressure from it. Honestly, he was less irritated by being knocked down than by the fact that his hopes of escaping the Magnolia for the day was dashed.

Alto looked behind his shoulder. Had the Madame realized that he was missing?