Otome "hotter than Stacy's mom" Yanagiya (
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pullmeoutalive2016-12-05 06:22 pm
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Summoners and Tamers and Demons, oh my--
[ It's been some time. Longer than she thought, but at the same time, when she looked back at the world and saw no large gaps of nothingness, no bodies singed in the streets, no demons demanding her life-- it sometimes felt like it hadn't happened at all.
But it's times like these, when she's heading back to her apartment from a late class at the university where she now taught with Fumi, that Otome lets her thoughts drift. How was Stahn doing? Was he still locked in a battle for the safety of his world?
... And Karl. More than anything, she wonders-- had he been all right? She doubts someone with his stubbornness would just succumb to his wounds, as bad as they had been, but with each day that passes, the more time she spends glancing down at the orb he left with her.
Just how long would it take until she saw him again? ]
Really... he knows just how to keep a lady waiting...
But it's times like these, when she's heading back to her apartment from a late class at the university where she now taught with Fumi, that Otome lets her thoughts drift. How was Stahn doing? Was he still locked in a battle for the safety of his world?
... And Karl. More than anything, she wonders-- had he been all right? She doubts someone with his stubbornness would just succumb to his wounds, as bad as they had been, but with each day that passes, the more time she spends glancing down at the orb he left with her.
Just how long would it take until she saw him again? ]
Really... he knows just how to keep a lady waiting...
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The city reminds him of how small Elgaia, as a civilization only centuries old, really is. In some streets, more people crowd together than he's ever seen in one place (and in others, there are cars, his mortal enemy from Cerealia). It's a tad overwhelming at times, but it's also kind of nice.
He's glad Otome's home is doing well again.
A part of him is uneasy, walking around without his halberd—he figured it'd stand out too much in this world—but ideally, he won't need anything more than his powers should anything come up. Still, he's pretty sure the others would never let him live it down if something happened to him on his (sort of) break.
More than anything, though, he's excited to see Otome again (and, you know, assure her that he's still alive). He admittedly hasn't thought much about her confession (can it even be called that?) since then, too caught up with his world's affairs, but he can deal with that in time, right?
When he finally finds her, he breaks out into a grin, his heart thudding faster in his chest. He walks up to her as quietly as he can, before:]
I'm not that late, am I?
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