Who: Asano Rin and Legato Bluesummers
endthem.
What: Dropping off painkillers. And interrogation.
When: Midmorning, September 23rd.
Where: The lakeside outpost, powered side.
Rating: K?! Nothing too craycray planned here.
It had been three days. Three days of relative silence and peace after a crazy night that while it hadn't been dangerous had been harrowing in quite a few ways.
It made her uncomfortable. Rin didn't know EVERYTHING about Legato, but she was cognizant in a budding way of what he was, what he was capable of doing... what he might have done. She had a vivid imagination.
Still, he'd been well-behaved and quiet. He hadn't bothered anyone. Recovering, perhaps. But she still wanted to check in, and maybe get some questions answered.
Bringing by painkillers and a full pitcher of water with a glass seemed like a reasonable excuse to drop by his room. Legato could probably make good use of all those things, if he was so inclined. So, Rin had gathered said things up, talked herself up, and gone to seek him out. Which brought her to now, knocking on his door. "Legato." She'd wait and see if he was inclined to let her in. If not... well, she'd make a judgment call there, and maybe let herself in. It would just depend.