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paixaorpg2011-10-13 04:31 pm
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i've got a factory of faith. [ active ]
Character(s): Lightning and Fang.
Content: Fang awaits Light's return, wondering where that pink haired girl got off too without her noticing...
Setting: The packed apartment. |D
Time: Early evening? After Light's not!date.
Warnings: Merciless teasing.
Waiting around certainly wasn't Fang's style, but since having returned to the apartment after her excursion with Hope... there wasn't really much else she could do. She needed to touch base with Lightning, discuss this business about the make up of time in this place. She was certain that Vanille was off doing her thing somewhere, and while she knew that the redhead was all right from her recent communication over the electronic devices... there was still a part of her that worried. She would probably always worry, unless the other girl was in plain sight. But still, returning to the almost alarmingly... empty apartment took her by surprise. With all of the people staying here, she would have thought that one or two would be kicking around, but instead she found herself alone.
She paced from the window, to the kitchen, to the door, and finally... reserved herself to sprawling out on the couch, her feet up on the coffee table, as she crossed them at the heel. "Wonder where Light could've gone off to..."
Content: Fang awaits Light's return, wondering where that pink haired girl got off too without her noticing...
Setting: The packed apartment. |D
Time: Early evening? After Light's not!date.
Warnings: Merciless teasing.
Waiting around certainly wasn't Fang's style, but since having returned to the apartment after her excursion with Hope... there wasn't really much else she could do. She needed to touch base with Lightning, discuss this business about the make up of time in this place. She was certain that Vanille was off doing her thing somewhere, and while she knew that the redhead was all right from her recent communication over the electronic devices... there was still a part of her that worried. She would probably always worry, unless the other girl was in plain sight. But still, returning to the almost alarmingly... empty apartment took her by surprise. With all of the people staying here, she would have thought that one or two would be kicking around, but instead she found herself alone.
She paced from the window, to the kitchen, to the door, and finally... reserved herself to sprawling out on the couch, her feet up on the coffee table, as she crossed them at the heel. "Wonder where Light could've gone off to..."