Tokyo, Thursday Morning

[withoutverona]

Veteran's Day wasn't a holiday in Japan -- and neither, despite his wishes to the contrary, was Romeo's 20th birthday. The result was that he had to sit through a dismal economic theory lecture, and a slightly less dismal hour discussing the history of Enlightenment philosophy.

He came home to find a large box from Verona, and ripped into it to find a handsome suit with a note from his father referring him to a tailor a few wards over. Benvolio, for his part, had tucked in a miniature billiards game and a bottle of good wine.

Romeo shucked his coat and modeled the new jacket in front of the mirror, reflecting that this wasn't a bad way to start his third decade.

[OOC: Open for calls/texts/that girl who lives here.]

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[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Dojima resembles that remark," she retorted cheerfully. "Maybe I'll take you all on a tour of the office once we get up, just to annoy Amon!"

[the_merriest]

"I'm good at annoying people," Rikku chirped happily. "But I'll play nice if there are people I shouldn't be obnoxious around. Warn me."

Seriously. She didn't want to get Doji in trouble with actual authority figures that shouldn't be pissed off.

"So we're going out?" she bounced. "I'll even wear something all the same color, so I don't embarrass you guys."

The sacrifices Rikku made, for friendship!

[raspberryturk]

"Hey, don't look at me," Reno chuckled, shaking his head a little. "I ain't gonna dress up nicer'n this, yo."

He shot a sideways look and a grin toward Rikku, and then winked. "We go to the right part of this city, babe, eventually we'll find a place where what you're wearin'll fit right in. Every big city has 'em."

Reno just wanted to get out on the town so that he could take Romeo drinking even more, yes.

[withoutverona]

The sacrifices Reno was willing to make for Romeo were truly dizzying.

"You'll both pass for fashionable and more in Harajuku," Romeo suggested, with a glance to Dojima to see if she had another idea. "Sometimes it seems as if everyone on the street there is in some vast competition to see who can look the most outlandish -- not that either of you looks outlandish."

He'd caught himself just in time.