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mallow_logs2013-03-05 01:38 pm
petitvoleur) wrote in mallow_logs2013-03-05 01:38 pm
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〖OPEN〗when we use our mind, take a step at a time
WHO Emanuelle (petitvoleur), AU Kurama (yuukaihan), and you!!!
WHAT Exploring their new home and casing the joint, so to speak. Maybe you have the misfortune of becoming a victim of their thievery, or perhaps you think they look just a tad too suspicious for your own liking.
WHERE Highcrest
WHEN 3/5
WARNINGS None.
[They rise early, and with hoods raised over tousled heads that make them look more alike than usual, venture forth into their new surroundings. They've both done some small exploration, but it was mostly idle on Emanuelle's part, more for something to do than the more purposeful scouting trip they have planned for today. For her, at least, the hood has more to do with keeping the sun off her face than anything, though the mild sunburn she's acquired since running away has turned into a smattering of freckles on her nose and cheeks and chest.
Casually, they stalk the winding streets of Highcrest, arm in arm, two siblings staying close together so as not to lose each other. She's lost the sweeping stateliness of her walk, though it was a struggle, and her step has turned into a casual stride, more boyish than anything.
A gaggle of knights passes them by, and once they're out of earshot, Emanuelle turns to speak into her brother's ear.]
Does anything catch your eye, brother dear?
petitvoleur), AU Kurama (yuukaihan), and you!!!WHAT Exploring their new home and casing the joint, so to speak. Maybe you have the misfortune of becoming a victim of their thievery, or perhaps you think they look just a tad too suspicious for your own liking.
WHERE Highcrest
WHEN 3/5
WARNINGS None.
[They rise early, and with hoods raised over tousled heads that make them look more alike than usual, venture forth into their new surroundings. They've both done some small exploration, but it was mostly idle on Emanuelle's part, more for something to do than the more purposeful scouting trip they have planned for today. For her, at least, the hood has more to do with keeping the sun off her face than anything, though the mild sunburn she's acquired since running away has turned into a smattering of freckles on her nose and cheeks and chest.
Casually, they stalk the winding streets of Highcrest, arm in arm, two siblings staying close together so as not to lose each other. She's lost the sweeping stateliness of her walk, though it was a struggle, and her step has turned into a casual stride, more boyish than anything.
A gaggle of knights passes them by, and once they're out of earshot, Emanuelle turns to speak into her brother's ear.]
Does anything catch your eye, brother dear?