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Dojima-Montague Apartment, Tokyo, Tuesday
Aug. 18th, 2010 02:03 pmRomeo hadn’t checked his email in a few days. No particular reason; he just hadn’t felt like it, so he didn’t.
He started feeling guilty about that approximately three lines into Ino’s email. A world full of fire and ash.... It was how he pictured Hell.
"Yurika?" he called, still staring at the email like that would make the words change. "Do you have any messages from Ino?"
"Nani?" she asked, wandering out half-dressed as she brushed her hair. "Ino-san? Hai, but I hadn’t gotten a chance to read it yet. Why?"
He turned his laptop screen so she could see it, eyes wide and grim. "You ought to read this. Things have gone wrong on the island again."
Which was the simplest way he could put it, all things considered. "I know not if we should call or write or book the next portal."
Yurika’s brush clattered to the floor as she swore, quickly skimming the email before disappearing into the bedroom to grab her phone and pull up her email from Ino. "And why the fuck didn’t Reno call us?" she yelled as she read over Ino’s message. "Some friend he is!"
Romeo shrugged. "He must be all right. If he were hurt," he reasoned, "We would have heard. Wouldn’t we?"
He needed her to say yes. Needed to believe Ino would have told him if anything was wrong.
"Of course she would have. Reno’s just being inconsiderate, as usual," she grumbled. "Aho is probably checking on his students, instead of gossiping with his friends like he is supposed to do."
Reno of the Turks as a responsible adult. Their world was ending.
"Let’s email her back, nā?" Yurika set her phone down to hang over his shoulder. "I can be a little bit later for work, for Ino-chan."
"As if you have not been late every day this week to start with," Romeo teased, shifting to the side so she could see the keyboard. "I’ll start it."
( email back here )
"Send!" Yurika crowed, leaning over him to steal control again. "There!" She gave him a peck on the cheek as an apology. "I’ve got to go, aijin, but text me if she calls you?"
"Of course," Romeo promised, turning his head so the peck would turn into a kiss.
If the kiss lingered a bit, could you blame him? His imagination was still on the world of ash and fire.
"And let me know if you decide to call Reno to yell at him."
"Text messages," she replied brightly, an evil glint to her eyes. "Angry, vulgar, accurate messages, in Japanese, so he has to ask Ino or Tseng to translate." And get laughed at in the process. "I’ll give him your love, of course."
[OOC: Co-written with the beautiful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dojima_hime. Open for calls/texts/utterly random visits.]
He started feeling guilty about that approximately three lines into Ino’s email. A world full of fire and ash.... It was how he pictured Hell.
"Yurika?" he called, still staring at the email like that would make the words change. "Do you have any messages from Ino?"
"Nani?" she asked, wandering out half-dressed as she brushed her hair. "Ino-san? Hai, but I hadn’t gotten a chance to read it yet. Why?"
He turned his laptop screen so she could see it, eyes wide and grim. "You ought to read this. Things have gone wrong on the island again."
Which was the simplest way he could put it, all things considered. "I know not if we should call or write or book the next portal."
Yurika’s brush clattered to the floor as she swore, quickly skimming the email before disappearing into the bedroom to grab her phone and pull up her email from Ino. "And why the fuck didn’t Reno call us?" she yelled as she read over Ino’s message. "Some friend he is!"
Romeo shrugged. "He must be all right. If he were hurt," he reasoned, "We would have heard. Wouldn’t we?"
He needed her to say yes. Needed to believe Ino would have told him if anything was wrong.
"Of course she would have. Reno’s just being inconsiderate, as usual," she grumbled. "Aho is probably checking on his students, instead of gossiping with his friends like he is supposed to do."
Reno of the Turks as a responsible adult. Their world was ending.
"Let’s email her back, nā?" Yurika set her phone down to hang over his shoulder. "I can be a little bit later for work, for Ino-chan."
"As if you have not been late every day this week to start with," Romeo teased, shifting to the side so she could see the keyboard. "I’ll start it."
( email back here )
"Send!" Yurika crowed, leaning over him to steal control again. "There!" She gave him a peck on the cheek as an apology. "I’ve got to go, aijin, but text me if she calls you?"
"Of course," Romeo promised, turning his head so the peck would turn into a kiss.
If the kiss lingered a bit, could you blame him? His imagination was still on the world of ash and fire.
"And let me know if you decide to call Reno to yell at him."
"Text messages," she replied brightly, an evil glint to her eyes. "Angry, vulgar, accurate messages, in Japanese, so he has to ask Ino or Tseng to translate." And get laughed at in the process. "I’ll give him your love, of course."
[OOC: Co-written with the beautiful
dojima_hime. Open for calls/texts/utterly random visits.]
