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omegafriends2014-06-29 10:09 pm
sunbloom) wrote in omegafriends2014-06-29 10:09 pm
001 | action (closed: Tsubomi, Yuri), backdated to Friday
It's been a little bit of a weird week or two for Itsuki. She hadn't been expecting to see those girls out and about fighting evil so close to her house, and it'd been on her mind for a while now. She wasn't sure what to think of it, really. They seemed to be about her age, too, but they were crazy strong. They moved with a certain deadly efficiency, completely different from her learned grace that she hadn't really mastered yet.
Of more concern, though, was the fact that she'd been called out here for some reason, to a park not far from where they'd had that battle before. And not just by anyone - the communication was from Cure Blossom, one of those girls from then! She definitely couldn't turn that down, not when it's from someone so important. Someone that strong and graceful, talking to her? That didn't happen every day, and she was going to capitalize on it.
She doesn't really have a whole lot she's comfortable wearing for something like this, so she's in a plain buttoned shirt and jeans, and hoping she's not going to get dragged along for something important in clothes that are going to be an embarrassment. Too nervous to sit still, she's leaning against a lightpost, checking her phone every two minutes to see if there's a message.
Of more concern, though, was the fact that she'd been called out here for some reason, to a park not far from where they'd had that battle before. And not just by anyone - the communication was from Cure Blossom, one of those girls from then! She definitely couldn't turn that down, not when it's from someone so important. Someone that strong and graceful, talking to her? That didn't happen every day, and she was going to capitalize on it.
She doesn't really have a whole lot she's comfortable wearing for something like this, so she's in a plain buttoned shirt and jeans, and hoping she's not going to get dragged along for something important in clothes that are going to be an embarrassment. Too nervous to sit still, she's leaning against a lightpost, checking her phone every two minutes to see if there's a message.