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discedo_logs2008-04-13 11:42 pm
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[In-progress] The Empress Has No Pants
Who: Cross, Lavi, and Rangiku
Where: The High School, then onto the shopping district
When: After Ran declares she has no pants
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Ran has no pants, Lavi and Cross want to help her find pantsor do they really like her better without?
the log:
She really did have no pants.
The reavers had left her hakama as nothing but a bunch of shredded strands of fabric hanging from her waist, and while Rangiku thought it was definitely an edgy look, it wasn't something she wanted to wear. While she wanted something cute, Rangiku knew she couldn't be picky, and anything that would be a little less chilly would be nice. So, in merely her kimono top - which thankfully hit her upper-thigh - she made her way across to the High School.
It was nice to have such helpful strangers around, though, especially after what had happened. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, sandaled-feet stepped onto the sidewalk on the other side, looking around for either of her escorts in her pant-finding venture.
Or really, a skirt would do too.
Where: The High School, then onto the shopping district
When: After Ran declares she has no pants
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Ran has no pants, Lavi and Cross want to help her find pants
the log:
She really did have no pants.
The reavers had left her hakama as nothing but a bunch of shredded strands of fabric hanging from her waist, and while Rangiku thought it was definitely an edgy look, it wasn't something she wanted to wear. While she wanted something cute, Rangiku knew she couldn't be picky, and anything that would be a little less chilly would be nice. So, in merely her kimono top - which thankfully hit her upper-thigh - she made her way across to the High School.
It was nice to have such helpful strangers around, though, especially after what had happened. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, sandaled-feet stepped onto the sidewalk on the other side, looking around for either of her escorts in her pant-finding venture.
Or really, a skirt would do too.