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sirenspull_logs2012-06-12 10:24 pm
fidele) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-06-12 10:24 pm
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Who: A dorky couple vinovidivici & fidele
When: June 8th, midday
Where: The roof of the boarding-house in Sector 4
Summary: Picnics and feelings after eventful illnesses and poker nights!
Warnings:meatballs dropping from above?
[ A small suitcase is packed with a lunch perhaps two sandwiches too large for the two of them, for lack of an appropriate wicker basket for a picnic and the unpredictability of such a date idea. From the roof of the boarding-house the hubbub from the Newcomer block party can be heard, even from half a sector away. Occasionally an excited group of would-be visitors pass down the streets below; it doesn't occur to Chane to attend the party on this day, to follow the crowd. It rarely does.
Less so on a day when a single other person capable of halfway understanding her nearly feels like too much to cope with, but she won't say anything when Claire had the energy and manners to make half of the lunch himself and help carry her for the trickier parts of climbing the fire escape stairs to the roof. She's quieter than usual, although she is unaware of it, mind busy with thoughts and situations and people that cause her normally ceremonial-like motions in laying out the mat on the edge of the roof particularly slow as she kneels. At least she doesn't seem to think anything of this unusual picnic spot. ]
vinovidivici & fideleWhen: June 8th, midday
Where: The roof of the boarding-house in Sector 4
Summary: Picnics and feelings after eventful illnesses and poker nights!
Warnings:
[ A small suitcase is packed with a lunch perhaps two sandwiches too large for the two of them, for lack of an appropriate wicker basket for a picnic and the unpredictability of such a date idea. From the roof of the boarding-house the hubbub from the Newcomer block party can be heard, even from half a sector away. Occasionally an excited group of would-be visitors pass down the streets below; it doesn't occur to Chane to attend the party on this day, to follow the crowd. It rarely does.
Less so on a day when a single other person capable of halfway understanding her nearly feels like too much to cope with, but she won't say anything when Claire had the energy and manners to make half of the lunch himself and help carry her for the trickier parts of climbing the fire escape stairs to the roof. She's quieter than usual, although she is unaware of it, mind busy with thoughts and situations and people that cause her normally ceremonial-like motions in laying out the mat on the edge of the roof particularly slow as she kneels. At least she doesn't seem to think anything of this unusual picnic spot. ]