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Post by Sou on Jan 16, 2008 21:31:56 GMT -5
Sou yawned.
A simple thing, a yawn. The inhalation of mass quantities of oxygen, enacted when the brain requires more than typical due to fatigue or exhaustion, or anything else that causes a drop in brain function. Boredom is also a cause.
In Sou's case, it was the latter.
The shinobi sat in a booth in one of his favored exotic restaurants, a plate of pasta before him and a fork in hand. He blinked twice, looked around and saw nobody familiar, and began to eat. He really wasn't expecting to see anyone... This was his day off, and as far as he knew his wife had work, his daughter had school, and his son was with his team. That left Sou with nothing to do..
And pasta to eat.
And so he did.
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Post by Shisou Andra on Feb 5, 2008 14:50:54 GMT -5
Arkianna blinked, rubbing her temples. She didn't have a headache yet, but she could feel one coming. She needed a break, so, she took one, sneaking out of the hospital. She'd be in trouble if caught, yeah, but that was okay. She was hungry anyway.
Arkianna wandered aimlessly until she noticed a rather familiar dark head of hair. Arkianna giggled lightly and entered, walking into the resturaunt. As she was greeted, she whispered something to the man, and he nodded, handing her a menu before walking away. Arkianna walked over and leaned down, her elbows resting on her husband's shoulders with a grin, her hair falling over her shoulder as she tilted her head and grinned at him.
"Konnichiwa!" she greeted, giggling once more before kissing his cheek. "Mind if I join you?"
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