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Post by TZILA RAKKMAN on Jan 3, 2013 23:36:37 GMT -5
It'd been a long day for Tzi. She'd gotten up late, picked at whatever was in the fridge, sat on the couch, and played Assassin's Creed from dawn till dusk. She vaguely remembered that Ryan had work today - but he'd already been gone by the time she woke up. Pressing pause on the controller, she stretched her arms over her head and stole a glance at the clock.
"Holy crap it's after seven already," she murmured. Setting the controller down on the coffee table, she got up and wandered over to the phone. Where in the world had her trainer gone off to?
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Post by ryan mitchell on Jan 5, 2013 23:23:53 GMT -5
ryan had been gone longer than usual -- his time at work was obviously spent on the streets more or less, offering portraits to passerbys and those who were curious. in the spare time he had (which was quite a lot) he usually drew sketches of whatever he felt like and sold them cheaply. it was a hard life to support himself on, but he managed. he had a gijinka who he felt the need to take care of, anyway -- she was under his wing. it was his duty to keep her safe above all else.
he walked in at around seven fifteen, running his hand through his hair and taking off his coat. he saw that tzila was standing nearby. "o-oh! s-sorry, cherie... y-you weren't l-looking f-for me, w-were you?" he frowned and hung up his coat. "i had to w-work late... not m-many takers today." he offered her a sheepish smile before putting a hand on her shoulder. "w-were you okay o-on your own? h-have you eaten?"
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