Welp, that started off swell, didn't it? After a week of being stuck in a hospital bed, you'd think that he'd be eager to leave-- and he was!-- but with the thought of living with a girl once he was released dwelling on his mind, his nerves were rattled.
The whole situation was strange. He'd managed to piece together he was part of some weird organization that other people he'd gone to school with (including Yuka-tan, really?) that... did something, fought something, that was so secretive he couldn't be alone. And now he had to stay with Fuuka Yamagishi to make sure he didn't blab something to the general public, or... explode, or something. He wasn't sure what.
Walking in after her, he looked around the apartment. It was... really big, actually, for just one person, especially in Japan, he noted. He liked the choice of colour, but there was a smell in the air that struck him as... really familiar. Lavender popped into his head, as he realised that was the scent, one that... followed him around--
"U-uh?"
He looked over to Fuuka as she spoke again, offering her a sheepish grin.
"O-oh, yeah, it's pretty awesome! Big too..."
Hope she didn't notice him drifting off a second there, but at her offer for a drink, he nodded.
"Uh, sure, that would be cool!"
He didn't have a bag with much of his stuff in it, since most of his junk was apparently moved into the apartment before hand. Probably still in boxes somewhere. Should he look around for it...?
"So, uh, y-you really got a nice place here..."
Was this what people working for this 'organization' could live in?
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Date: 2013-07-23 12:52 am (UTC)Welp, that started off swell, didn't it? After a week of being stuck in a hospital bed, you'd think that he'd be eager to leave-- and he was!-- but with the thought of living with a girl once he was released dwelling on his mind, his nerves were rattled.
The whole situation was strange. He'd managed to piece together he was part of some weird organization that other people he'd gone to school with (including Yuka-tan, really?) that... did something, fought something, that was so secretive he couldn't be alone. And now he had to stay with Fuuka Yamagishi to make sure he didn't blab something to the general public, or... explode, or something. He wasn't sure what.
Walking in after her, he looked around the apartment. It was... really big, actually, for just one person, especially in Japan, he noted. He liked the choice of colour, but there was a smell in the air that struck him as... really familiar. Lavender popped into his head, as he realised that was the scent, one that... followed him around--
"U-uh?"
He looked over to Fuuka as she spoke again, offering her a sheepish grin.
"O-oh, yeah, it's pretty awesome! Big too..."
Hope she didn't notice him drifting off a second there, but at her offer for a drink, he nodded.
"Uh, sure, that would be cool!"
He didn't have a bag with much of his stuff in it, since most of his junk was apparently moved into the apartment before hand. Probably still in boxes somewhere. Should he look around for it...?
"So, uh, y-you really got a nice place here..."
Was this what people working for this 'organization' could live in?