buttons are important guys

[defender]

Characters: Shoujou
Format: Anything!
This log is: Closed to new threads!
Location: The hallway outside White 1-B.
Summary: Half-dressed ex-student council officer trying to find people he knows.

[Walking briskly – practically running – down the hallway with one hand clutching a stack of papers and the other holding his shirt closed tight against his chest, Shoujou looks like the classic example of a student too tired to dress himself: the ribbon left untied around his collar, vest hanging loosely around his shoulders, white shirt unbuttoned and untucked. He's not really doing a good job of keeping himself covered up, but thankfully, his pants are on mostly right – with the exception of the button being undone, but he’s got the belt on despite that.]

[Muttering things about “Tougyu-senpai’s here” and “El wouldn’t be on the list,” Shoujou knows he’s going to get a lot of questions in the next five minutes.]

[He's still not gonna like it.]

Comments

[snakesonaprincess]

[As she noticed the familiar figure hurrying down a hallway, Tsuki twitched irritably. There were few that could get such a rise out of her, and this was definitely one of them. Him. First El, and now Shoujou. Part of her simply wanted to turn and walk away as quickly as possible. Perhaps he wouldn't notice her.

...in fact, that was exactly what she chose to do. She had no desire to deal with him if she didn't need to. And as far as she was concerned, she didn't.]

[defender]

[There was a familiar figure in his peripheral vision -- Tsuki Aoi, his mind identified, but he rather preferred that bitch. He had similar feelings on the matter of not wanting to speak with her; seeing her abruptly walk away from him provided a certain sense of satisfaction.]

[He smirked, and walked on.]