Odd Duck, Alcove A1, Noonish
Aug. 8th, 2008 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
withoutveronaRomeo lay on his bunk, staring at the ceiling as he contemplated what had happened the day before.
It was sudden, and probably Yurika and Rikku were right that it was a bad idea. But he could not deny he had meant what he had asked, even as some tiny part of him was grateful to be turned down. He just hoped it would not come at the cost of Yurika's life, or what freedom she had.
He was not, however, grateful the whole mess had made radio, and hoped Yurika had forgotten to listen.
[OOC: For one then two, please. And is this icon not crazy hot, even if he is too old in it?]
It was sudden, and probably Yurika and Rikku were right that it was a bad idea. But he could not deny he had meant what he had asked, even as some tiny part of him was grateful to be turned down. He just hoped it would not come at the cost of Yurika's life, or what freedom she had.
He was not, however, grateful the whole mess had made radio, and hoped Yurika had forgotten to listen.
[OOC: For one then two, please. And is this icon not crazy hot, even if he is too old in it?]
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Date: 2008-08-09 12:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-09 01:08 am (UTC)And, possibly, if she held the rabbit, he could get a shirt on. That would be nice, too.
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Date: 2008-08-09 01:33 am (UTC)"Hi, there," she said, scritching her adorable little bunny ears. "So, uh, from now on? I'll knock."
She promised.