[Log] The Handy Man Can
Characters: Kurenai and Kiba
Date: March 30th, immediately following this
Location: Kurenai's apartment
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings/Notes: Language, Most likely violence.
Summary: Kurenai gets a hand with some pesky appliances and Kiba's probably going to get shot.
The timer had been set and honestly, the game wasn't quite the one that Kurenai realized. In reality to her little challenge, it would have only taken Kiba five minutes to get from his place to hers, since he already knew where she could be found. Knowing the battle ahead of him, it was not in his best interest to give her any heads up as to the reason he possessed that particular knowledge, else she disappear before he was able to do his duty.
Waiting long enough to make his old commander think that he really worked for it, after about twenty minutes had past, Kiba bounced out of his pad and enjoyed the brisk walk to the address he'd been previously given by his current superior. Akamaru was left sulking curled up on his bed, not wanting to inflict any of Kurenai's raging on the poor guy once the pieces fell into place.
He just couldn't do that to his mutt.
Instead he was going solo, finding the place with no difficulty at all. He paused for a quick breath and a small prayer that he wasn't going to be shot, and rapped his knuckles against the door.
Date: March 30th, immediately following this
Location: Kurenai's apartment
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings/Notes: Language, Most likely violence.
Summary: Kurenai gets a hand with some pesky appliances and Kiba's probably going to get shot.
The timer had been set and honestly, the game wasn't quite the one that Kurenai realized. In reality to her little challenge, it would have only taken Kiba five minutes to get from his place to hers, since he already knew where she could be found. Knowing the battle ahead of him, it was not in his best interest to give her any heads up as to the reason he possessed that particular knowledge, else she disappear before he was able to do his duty.
Waiting long enough to make his old commander think that he really worked for it, after about twenty minutes had past, Kiba bounced out of his pad and enjoyed the brisk walk to the address he'd been previously given by his current superior. Akamaru was left sulking curled up on his bed, not wanting to inflict any of Kurenai's raging on the poor guy once the pieces fell into place.
He just couldn't do that to his mutt.
Instead he was going solo, finding the place with no difficulty at all. He paused for a quick breath and a small prayer that he wasn't going to be shot, and rapped his knuckles against the door.