[RL with Issei] Apology Lunches taste the Best.
Yukiko had expected world-hopping to feel different. She hadn't really known what it would feel like, honestly. She had just...thought it would be different. Like, the way they described transporters feeling on Star Trek different. Fuzzier.
But it hardly mattered now, because here she was outside the temple where she had been supposed to meet Issei, dressed in her red and black summer dress and stockings and all that, her hands clasped behind her back, turning around slowly as she studied everything. It looked...pretty much like her own world did, really, which made sense. But she hadn't expected that, either.
Despite her time at the community, she hadn't really world-hopped much. In fact, this was only her second time, and she didn't really remember the first. Stupid maid cafe virus.
She was also rather nervous about meeting Issei, in essence for the first time. They had spoken often on the community of course, and she had met him when he had...well, vandalized the Amagi Inn...but this was their first friendly, cordial meeting.
So she did her best to distract herself, just looking around at everything.
But it hardly mattered now, because here she was outside the temple where she had been supposed to meet Issei, dressed in her red and black summer dress and stockings and all that, her hands clasped behind her back, turning around slowly as she studied everything. It looked...pretty much like her own world did, really, which made sense. But she hadn't expected that, either.
Despite her time at the community, she hadn't really world-hopped much. In fact, this was only her second time, and she didn't really remember the first. Stupid maid cafe virus.
She was also rather nervous about meeting Issei, in essence for the first time. They had spoken often on the community of course, and she had met him when he had...well, vandalized the Amagi Inn...but this was their first friendly, cordial meeting.
So she did her best to distract herself, just looking around at everything.