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dragonofoushuu (the shorter, louder one) & Vietnam hoasen
When: IC: January 25th afternoon, (24th July in yo real world)
Where: Vietnam's apartment.
What: Masamune is doing work as a detective, and Vietnam is his troubled(?) client.
Rating/Warning: PG for possible dark content? Or yelling cos someone stubs a nail? The fact her apartment looks like a beach resort room is offensive (I know it's frustrating)
[It was only just after work for her, when she returned to her apartment. Vietnam had done the groceries for the evening, and set them aside (into the pantry, into the refrigerator) before making plans for dinner.
But before that, she had to set a pot of tea and lay out some snacks. After all, she had a guest. Well, a guest she'll be paying in the future, but nonetheless, she must show herself as the perfect host. For once, it was difficult to do so, only because of the nature of this visit. Thoughts crossed her mind, and they proved to be a distraction. Where were the others right now? America sent her a text through another once, and it said that he knew he was going to go. Russia disappeared, and now Taiwan is gone. It is because of the code that they are able to live. Yet there are still thinks that didn't quite add up.
She didn't realise she poured the water away from the pot and nearly panicked, but fortunately managed to wipe the hot water away. Well it's a good thing it wasn't completely scalding (that is, should it splash on her hand while she was using the cloth, it will just heal). Mess cleaned up, and she resumed. Deities, she really needed to get her act together before Date Masamune arrived.]
dragonofoushuu (the shorter, louder one) & Vietnam hoasenWhen: IC: January 25th afternoon, (24th July in yo real world)
Where: Vietnam's apartment.
What: Masamune is doing work as a detective, and Vietnam is his troubled(?) client.
Rating/Warning: PG for possible dark content? Or yelling cos someone stubs a nail? The fact her apartment looks like a beach resort room is offensive (I know it's frustrating)
[It was only just after work for her, when she returned to her apartment. Vietnam had done the groceries for the evening, and set them aside (into the pantry, into the refrigerator) before making plans for dinner.
But before that, she had to set a pot of tea and lay out some snacks. After all, she had a guest. Well, a guest she'll be paying in the future, but nonetheless, she must show herself as the perfect host. For once, it was difficult to do so, only because of the nature of this visit. Thoughts crossed her mind, and they proved to be a distraction. Where were the others right now? America sent her a text through another once, and it said that he knew he was going to go. Russia disappeared, and now Taiwan is gone. It is because of the code that they are able to live. Yet there are still thinks that didn't quite add up.
She didn't realise she poured the water away from the pot and nearly panicked, but fortunately managed to wipe the hot water away. Well it's a good thing it wasn't completely scalding (that is, should it splash on her hand while she was using the cloth, it will just heal). Mess cleaned up, and she resumed. Deities, she really needed to get her act together before Date Masamune arrived.]
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And then she nods and follows after him! Once they get to the hallway, she points to the door that is meant to be Taiwan's.]
There it is.
[She suspects nothing.]
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A very obvious-looking policeman.]
Do you have a key?
[Aka do I have to blow down the door?]
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Ah, let me see if it works.
[Time to open the door because she still can access it...well it's empty right now so maybe--
click!]
I'M SO SORRY MY INBOX ATE THIS
I'll go first.
[He still has a gun and he's ready to use it.]