Yuigahama Beach, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan, Friday Morning

[withoutverona]

This wasn't quite Hawaii -- it wasn't even Verona -- but all the same, Romeo was on the beach today. The waves and sand soothed him, even if it was still chilly enough that he had to keep his hooded sweatshirt firmly zipped.

He'd come in hopes being near the water would jar loose some words for a poetry class, but writing was still coming slowly. Still, he had faith that inspiration would strike. For now, he had sand to dribble through his fingers and the whole ocean to watch. He was content.

[OOC: For phone calls/texts/anybody who's in Japan.]

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[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

It wasn't hard for Yurika to guess where she'd find her Romeo, when he hadn't been at the apartment once she'd gotten off work. Yes, off work in the morning. As the only field-ready Hunter at the moment, she'd been pulling close to twenty-four hour shifts lately.

Romeo had an ocean-radar, in her opinion, and Yurika had a Romeo radar. It worked pretty well.

Smiling, she slipped her phone out of her pocket and snapped a picture off quickly, before he could spot her. She loved the way he looked when he was writing or thinking like that. "I've got the next forty-eight hours off, barring a plague of Witches falling from the sky," she quipped, coming over to sit beside him on the sand. "Can we camp out here and throw our phones in the ocean, so the Chief never finds me?"

[withoutverona]

"Love, you shouldn't say things like that or I'll do them," Romeo half-threatened, laughing as he glanced up and set his notebook aside. He was grateful to see Yurika; he'd been worried. "Did you come to find me? I should be honored you chose my company over the lure of sleep."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Ano, I could always use you as a pillow," she teased, slanting a sideways grin at him. "I sleep in your lap, and you can rest your notebook on my back."

[withoutverona]

"Why would I need a notebook?" Romeo teased back. "I might make fingerpaint of the damp sand, and write on your skin."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"I'd have to wash it off eventually," Yurika laughed. "It would start to itch, and then where would I be?"

[withoutverona]

"In my arms, half-naked, which is exactly where you should be."

Not a persuasive argument, Romeo.