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discedo_logs2008-11-25 12:01 am
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Research Project [Closed]
Who: Kambei Shimada & Sanae Hanekoma
Where: Marshall Street
When: Nov. 24. Evening
Rating: PG-13 for possible violence
Summary: Hanekoma's curiousity gets the better of him, and he calls on Shimada to give him a hand with some ghosthunting...
the log:
The sun was going down, and the night was rolling in. It was... strange, in away. Seeing all these stars again. He had stood guard over Shibuya for so long, he had almost forgotten what a star-filled sky looked like. It was breath taking in it's pure natural majesty. Sanae closed his eyes, taking in a breath and letting himself flow. He still couldn't hear the Music, and that was lonelier then he ever would have thought before these last few days. But you didn't have to be an Angel to feel in touch with the world around you. Even a broken world like this one.
He shivered, taking off his sunglasses and tucking them in his vest pocket. It was cold as, well, hell out here. He had managed to scrounge a thin battered jacket from one of the less picked over buildings, but the reasons it was left were pretty obvious. But either way, it was better then nothing, and he could be thankful for that.
He sighed, sticking his hands in his pockets and waited for Shimada to show. They had a lot of work to do, and he had a feeling Shimada was going to make this worth it.
Where: Marshall Street
When: Nov. 24. Evening
Rating: PG-13 for possible violence
Summary: Hanekoma's curiousity gets the better of him, and he calls on Shimada to give him a hand with some ghosthunting...
the log:
The sun was going down, and the night was rolling in. It was... strange, in away. Seeing all these stars again. He had stood guard over Shibuya for so long, he had almost forgotten what a star-filled sky looked like. It was breath taking in it's pure natural majesty. Sanae closed his eyes, taking in a breath and letting himself flow. He still couldn't hear the Music, and that was lonelier then he ever would have thought before these last few days. But you didn't have to be an Angel to feel in touch with the world around you. Even a broken world like this one.
He shivered, taking off his sunglasses and tucking them in his vest pocket. It was cold as, well, hell out here. He had managed to scrounge a thin battered jacket from one of the less picked over buildings, but the reasons it was left were pretty obvious. But either way, it was better then nothing, and he could be thankful for that.
He sighed, sticking his hands in his pockets and waited for Shimada to show. They had a lot of work to do, and he had a feeling Shimada was going to make this worth it.