Jan 20, 2011 00:49
[ It's evening and Saleh's outside, bundled up in his new jacket and his scarf. He's sitting on a bench and watching the snowflakes as they fall in the light of the lamp posts. As if he's conducting an orchestra, he waves his fingers to manipulate his Force, which causes the snow to swirl and mix in midair. ]
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anyway, as he comes up to saleh's little show, he stares for a moment, wondering just what the hell he was looking at--until he finally glances to the side and sees just who the conductor is.]
... Son of a...
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Hello to you too, Accelerator-kun.
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[no greeting, obviously. sure he can just turn his choker on, but he prefers not to.]
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[Watching from the sidelines.]
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[ He spares him a grin, making the snowflakes spiral by swirling his finger. ]
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[ He doesn't even glance up from what he's doing. ]
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What about her?
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[Look, Saleh, the woman who started it all...]
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