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sirenspull_logs2012-11-17 11:31 am
hikari_no_kundou) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-11-17 11:31 am
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006 @ When You Think Of All The Days That You Missed
Who: Eraqus and Ichigo
When: Friday 16th November
Where: Portside Dojo
Summary: Eraqus stops at Portside hoping to find Terra and runs into Ichigo instead.
Warnings: None.
"--uld it be all right if I looked around?"
"Oh, sure. Though most of the classes are done for today, so there's not much to see." The tone was genuinely apologetic as the office door swung inward, allowing the two occupants to exit. "I'm sorry we couldn't have been more help."
"You've been more than helpful already," said Eraqus, head inclining slightly as he offered a polite bow to the balding assistant, who echoed the action immediately. "I won't stay long. Thank you for your time."
Business concluded, the other man ducked back into the dojo's office, leaving the Keyblade Master in the hallway. Setting back his shoulders, he moved down the hall at a deceptively sedate pace, face schooled carefully blank, and listened for the sound of any classes or combat still in session.
Terra was not here. And since signing up for taking time off, no one at the Portside dojo appeared to have heard from or seen him since. It had been a long shot hope, one he hadn't truly expected to work out -- especially given the answer he'd had from the fire department -- but part of Eraqus had dared to hope regardless.
When: Friday 16th November
Where: Portside Dojo
Summary: Eraqus stops at Portside hoping to find Terra and runs into Ichigo instead.
Warnings: None.
"--uld it be all right if I looked around?"
"Oh, sure. Though most of the classes are done for today, so there's not much to see." The tone was genuinely apologetic as the office door swung inward, allowing the two occupants to exit. "I'm sorry we couldn't have been more help."
"You've been more than helpful already," said Eraqus, head inclining slightly as he offered a polite bow to the balding assistant, who echoed the action immediately. "I won't stay long. Thank you for your time."
Business concluded, the other man ducked back into the dojo's office, leaving the Keyblade Master in the hallway. Setting back his shoulders, he moved down the hall at a deceptively sedate pace, face schooled carefully blank, and listened for the sound of any classes or combat still in session.
Terra was not here. And since signing up for taking time off, no one at the Portside dojo appeared to have heard from or seen him since. It had been a long shot hope, one he hadn't truly expected to work out -- especially given the answer he'd had from the fire department -- but part of Eraqus had dared to hope regardless.