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concoursec2010-09-11 01:05 am
lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com) wrote in concoursec2010-09-11 01:05 am
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Character(s): Yuri Otani, Irvine Kinneas
Location: the quad
Rating: PG
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Irvine has something of Yuri's, it seems
Yuri stepped onto the quad. The air smelled sweet and slightly fecund, one last burst of summer growth before fall. There were students everywhere, some being loud teenagers all over the park benches with canned beverages and practice swords swiped from weapons classes, some couples availing themselves of corners, a few just enjoying the warm evening and sparkling stars that poked out from the dark blanket of light in a way you could only find away from the big cities.
She was hesitant though. Who was this man who wanted to meet her? He could easily be a weirdo. She had Borg with her though, on her head and on alert. So she told herself there was nothing to be afraid of.
Location: the quad
Rating: PG
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Irvine has something of Yuri's, it seems
Yuri stepped onto the quad. The air smelled sweet and slightly fecund, one last burst of summer growth before fall. There were students everywhere, some being loud teenagers all over the park benches with canned beverages and practice swords swiped from weapons classes, some couples availing themselves of corners, a few just enjoying the warm evening and sparkling stars that poked out from the dark blanket of light in a way you could only find away from the big cities.
She was hesitant though. Who was this man who wanted to meet her? He could easily be a weirdo. She had Borg with her though, on her head and on alert. So she told herself there was nothing to be afraid of.
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"O-Okay. Thank you for telling me this, Irvine-san."
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"No problem. I'd thought you should know . . . "