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Oct 14, 2004 21:20

Trees danced as the wind played its repetitive song. It really was quite chilly in Domino this time of year, even when a body had lived in these parts long enough to adjust to its raw temperatures. It wouldn't help, per say, if you barely wore any clothing at all. Well, that's a little rash. If you wore nothing but a traditional lavender sports bra ( Read more... )

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dancing_queen_ October 15 2004, 05:13:52 UTC
With a small sigh, Anzu tightened the jacket that she was currently wearing, noting that her breath was coming out in small puffs. The weather was definitely changing, and fast.

And her school uniform definitely did not help to keep her warm at ALL. At least she had the jacket...

Sighing again, she made her way towards the park, tightening the jacket even more(though, it didn't do much to help the numbness in her legs, and she briefly wondered why she hadn't stopped anywhere to change into longer pants), and glanced around.

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promised_doom October 15 2004, 05:24:41 UTC
Amelda closed his eyes, hugging himself away from the threatening cold. It wasn't like anyone could see him. The red head rubbed his shoulders, curling up in a little ball. He began to mutter to himself incoherently.

"...Stupid... Coat in room.."

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dancing_queen_ October 15 2004, 05:35:50 UTC
With a delicate cough, Anzu adjusted her bookbag slightly, before glancing around...

And spotting a familar head of red hair.

Groaning ever-so-slightly, Anzu noted the fact that she had no jacket on. Slipping her bookbag off, she removed her own jacket, and immeditaely found herself to be shivering once again. Ignoring this, she picked the bookbag up, slinging it over her shoulder.

Making her way to the redhead, she draped her jacket over him. "Here, Amelda-san...you'll freeze like that..."

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promised_doom October 18 2004, 05:43:59 UTC
The "familiar head of red hair" jumped, startled by the extra weight. It was... warm weight. What...? Amelda unconsiously wrapped it tighter around himself.

She opened his eyes, almost weary of identifying the intruder.

"A-Anzu?" Amelda jerked up, dropping the coat in his need to be "manly" against the freezing temperature. He looked around, anywhere other than the girl before him, and somewhat... sneered. "I don't--" heris teeth chattered, "--need your jacket."

Amelda sulked his glare on the bench, speaking quietly. "Not like I need it more than you," the red head smirked at Anzu's attire, "I'm not the one in a mini mini min skirt."

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