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Sheryl Nome ([personal profile] piercethecharts) wrote2010-10-17 12:54 am

douze. [rl with kamina]

[ As silly as it was, Sheryl was feeling pretty cheery from that secret. She waited for Kamina by the front of her hotel, hoping that he'd actually wear appropriate clothing (i.e. a shirt) as she tapped her foot, humming to herself. This was a songwriting sort of mood. She was wearing her usual getup of aviators and a floppy hat; the sun had mostly set by now, but she liked being able to go around unrecognized. ]

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Not teleportin', shunpo. All I did was run really fast.

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[a-ah, he was doing that, right. he sets her on her feet, stuffs his hands in his pockets, and tries to ignore the fact that his face is turning red to the roots of his hair.]

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Race ya. [PHOOSH, HE IS GONE.]

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[sitting on a rail about 20 feet away] I am here! [THEN BAMFS OFF AGAIN]

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[appears pointing in a forwardly direction] I remember this! It's that'a way!

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[by waiting, does she mean appearing behind her and scooping her up, shunpoing to the main observation deck, and setting her down?

it better be because that's what just happened.
]

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[kamina laughs. her attack wasn't very effective....] It ain't as much fun then!

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[he does exactly that after dropping a quick chuu on sheryl's forehead. everything he ever worked and dreamed for while he was alive--all just right outside this glass.] ...whoa.

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
I like it loads. [the quiet awe evident in his voice is similar to the astonishment he felt at seeing the surface for the first time. it's finally hit him. he's in space. in space on a ship that is literally and figuratively lightyears from any earth he's ever seen. slightly overwhelmed, he is, but it's tempered with intense pride. if people could do this here then he could only think about what the people on his earth were capable of.]

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[he would comment on the phone, really, but the iota of common sense he possesses tells him it'd be better to let it slide and look at the program's screen instead.] Never? [a low whistle] We're gonna have to change that.

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[don't get mad because you have weird taste] Mhmm! Everywhere is right there as long as you got somebody ta take you. It's badass. You'll probably Earth though. No ceilings or walls to hold you back, the wind in yer face, the sun on your back...beats this place any day of the week.

[identity profile] aburningspirit.livejournal.com 2010-10-22 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[he almost drops the phone from the force of the shove. j-jeez.] What, what's the matter?