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discedo_logs2009-04-27 02:15 am
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Who: Adachi (![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
amongst_sheep ) and Hikari (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
whistleoflight ) and anyone at Northern Lights at the time
When: Night of the 26th/Early 27th
Rating: PG-13, maybe R if things go bad
Summary: Adachi goes to pick up his not-daughter at the bar after a harsh night for both of them
the log:
Adachi reached the door of the Northern lights, looking at the graffiti for a few long moments and smirking at the idea of Aragaki having to scrub it off later. THAT was a nice image to end a shitty day on! The detective had not had the best evening by far. The ghosts seemed to have figured out that he was an emotional powder keg once you hit the right cords, and had made it their job to taunt and torment him for hours. He was glad he had sent Hikari away... unlike the rest of the city she didn't deserve that kind of crap.
He stepped inside, looking like hell warmed over. His eyes were ringed with dark puffiness, and his clothes looked even more ruffled then normal. A sight to behold indeed.
"...Hikari?"
amongst_sheep ) and Hikari (whistleoflight ) and anyone at Northern Lights at the timeWhen: Night of the 26th/Early 27th
Rating: PG-13, maybe R if things go bad
Summary: Adachi goes to pick up his not-daughter at the bar after a harsh night for both of them
the log:
Adachi reached the door of the Northern lights, looking at the graffiti for a few long moments and smirking at the idea of Aragaki having to scrub it off later. THAT was a nice image to end a shitty day on! The detective had not had the best evening by far. The ghosts seemed to have figured out that he was an emotional powder keg once you hit the right cords, and had made it their job to taunt and torment him for hours. He was glad he had sent Hikari away... unlike the rest of the city she didn't deserve that kind of crap.
He stepped inside, looking like hell warmed over. His eyes were ringed with dark puffiness, and his clothes looked even more ruffled then normal. A sight to behold indeed.
"...Hikari?"