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fandomtownies2006-10-21 06:19 pm
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The Beach; Saturday Morning.
Setsuna had trouble trying to think of where would be the best place to do this. Her room would have been private enough, but it would have been too intimate and awkward. They could discuss things over breakfast or perhaps tea at the coffee shop, but she worried that those spaces were too public. Same for the park. So Setsuna had asked the Elder to meet her at the beach, early morning, pulling her jacket up around herself against the morning chill. She imagined, with the autumn weather creeping in, the beach would be relatively abandoned, and, if others did show up, they could always take a walk toward one of the coves.
She stood, waiting and watching, eyes to the water. She was nervous. What sort of news would the Elder have to give her? Why would have had bothered coming here? She knew he, like herself, could not refuse Konoka-Ojou-sama anything, but would he really have come all this way, opened himself, her, up so much...just because she had asked?
[[ beach is open, of course; thread between Set and the me part of
easternmagic is locked to them. Is it bad it's going to be SPed...when it's with myself? heh. sorry it's posted late for a morning post, but i had work ]]
She stood, waiting and watching, eyes to the water. She was nervous. What sort of news would the Elder have to give her? Why would have had bothered coming here? She knew he, like herself, could not refuse Konoka-Ojou-sama anything, but would he really have come all this way, opened himself, her, up so much...just because she had asked?
[[ beach is open, of course; thread between Set and the me part of

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Her expression turned fierce and serious. //"Elder Konoe, if there is any reason why you should need me back in Japan for Ojou-sama's sake, please, let me know. I will pack my bags in an instant and be there at her side as I should be. Please..."// This was where the facade broke to display her dire fear. //"Don't replace me so quickly."//
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//"Besides, Konoka has been training to head toward becoming a Magister Magi, and has her heart sent on you being her Partner."//
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He pulled his cigarette case from the inner breast pocket of his jacket, removed a cigarette, and retrieved his lighter.
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//"I am honoured that she believes me worthy enough to be her Partner. But...Elder....do you...do you find it....acceptable?"// Pale no more, Setsuna was blushing again as she asked.