[CLOSED] Chance meeting.
Characters: Fugue (fugue_angel) and Vanilla (1artificialgirl)
Date/Time: Sometime today.
Location: In the marketplace.
Rating: Probably G or PG-13?
Summary: Vanilla has wanted to meet with Fugue, but who'd think that she'd have her chance while he's simply wandering around in the marketplace.
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This was just one of those days where he wore the 'old man' outfit--the draping black robes, his ridiculously long beard and his stupid little mustache for the finishing touch... or it would be if it wasn't for the silly blue pickup that he was crammed into.
The day was cooler than usual, and water balloons were falling from the sky, falling *SPLAT!* on the pickup and spattering the cool water all over his robes. Fugue was a little miffed but prevented himself from really expressing this in any way.
He had to be cautious, had to be wary. Where is the exile? he wondered. The elder had made a few trips to and from the library and could not understand why his last journal was completely empty. To think that that man had defeated him even before he'd begun to write? Unacceptable.
Date/Time: Sometime today.
Location: In the marketplace.
Rating: Probably G or PG-13?
Summary: Vanilla has wanted to meet with Fugue, but who'd think that she'd have her chance while he's simply wandering around in the marketplace.
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This was just one of those days where he wore the 'old man' outfit--the draping black robes, his ridiculously long beard and his stupid little mustache for the finishing touch... or it would be if it wasn't for the silly blue pickup that he was crammed into.
The day was cooler than usual, and water balloons were falling from the sky, falling *SPLAT!* on the pickup and spattering the cool water all over his robes. Fugue was a little miffed but prevented himself from really expressing this in any way.
He had to be cautious, had to be wary. Where is the exile? he wondered. The elder had made a few trips to and from the library and could not understand why his last journal was completely empty. To think that that man had defeated him even before he'd begun to write? Unacceptable.