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A Morning Meeting
Who: Natsuno, Elissa, Sora, Riku
When: The morning after arrival
Where: Shipyard
What: Natsuno is interested in hiring Elissa for a job.
Warnings: Discussion of death/killing. Possibly more warnings to come.
Open or Closed: Closed, sorry.
Natsuno was waiting at the entrance to the shipyards, standing against a tree. His arms were crossed, he looked nonchalant. He was keeping his eyes open for a woman in blue armor.
Most notably about Natsuno, aside from his terrible taste in fashion, was the fact he was only sixteen years old. His eyes were darting around, keeping an eye open for anything out of place. He'd met Sora previously and had said he would go off with him, but this, this is what he had been waiting for.
Despite his outward appearance, he couldn't completely quell his nervousness. He swallowed a few times and waited for Elissa.
When: The morning after arrival
Where: Shipyard
What: Natsuno is interested in hiring Elissa for a job.
Warnings: Discussion of death/killing. Possibly more warnings to come.
Open or Closed: Closed, sorry.
Natsuno was waiting at the entrance to the shipyards, standing against a tree. His arms were crossed, he looked nonchalant. He was keeping his eyes open for a woman in blue armor.
Most notably about Natsuno, aside from his terrible taste in fashion, was the fact he was only sixteen years old. His eyes were darting around, keeping an eye open for anything out of place. He'd met Sora previously and had said he would go off with him, but this, this is what he had been waiting for.
Despite his outward appearance, he couldn't completely quell his nervousness. He swallowed a few times and waited for Elissa.
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For someone who had professed to being a killer, the female appeared to be young and lacked the harsh features one might expect from a would-be assassin. Her age could be guessed at somewhere in her late teens or early twenties, but something in her bearing hinted at experience with a less than leisurely lifestyle.
Quiet, light steps carried her past the entrance, though she gave the young man at the tree a brief, assessing look as she moved by him. Circling around, she made her way to the tree from another direction and paused beneath it.
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Haaaaa...so late, SORRY. >.>
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/dire need of angry!Sora icons ha ha...
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... Sorry, it doesn't ever notify me when you reply, Elissa-mun. D:
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