http://wind-of-reason.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wind-of-reason.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] luministi_logs2010-06-17 01:03 am

"In Japan, it is custom to greet your neighbors when you move into a new apartment."

Characters: Fuu Hououji and Kamina
Location: Luministi Greens East, A5
Time: Thursday June 17, 10am
Summary: Fuu, being a proper neighbour, finally manages to catch Kamina at home so that she can introduce herself.
Warnings: none.



With a final check of her dress in the mirror Fuu left her apartment and went down two doors to A5. The name plate said "Kamina", no family name, and written in katakana. She wondered if he was really Japanese, seeing as the name was written in that style. (Truly, she didn't even know for sure that this person was a he. It was just an educated guess.)

She'd not run into him in town yet, and she'd never caught him at home in the evenings. So this time, prepared with a plate of fruit and some crescent rolls for brunch as a gift, she came in the morning instead.

She came to offer neighbourly greetings, and to learn more about her ally in this strange town. For anyone who had been summoned here - a 'New Resident' - was in the same boat as her. She might not be able to trust all the New Residents she met, but they were still allies.

With a bright smile Fuu rang the doorbell.

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[identity profile] limitless-blue.livejournal.com 2010-06-18 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Kamina had avoided almost all contact so far by going out at night. It was more peaceful then, and it had given him time to get his thoughts in order and to rage at the sky if the need arose.

As such, morning was his time to catch some shut eye.

He felt as if he'd only just now settled into a nice dream about all the mole-pig steaks he could eat when a loud chime sounded. All of the steaks disappeared in little puffs of pink smoke before his incredulous eyes. Next,the room itself disappeared, leaving Kamina free falling toward the desert sands.

Kamina opened his eyes, scowling.

Now that the dream was gone, he recognized the sound and crossed to the door, flinging it open without a word.

Who the hell had woken him up?

"Oi." It was a kid. "This isn't your room."

This was obviously his. And he wasn't due to wake up for another five hours. Now that he was awake, there was no way his manly spirit would allow him to go back to bed and miss any more of the day, but that was beyond his point.