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hikaruorkaoru) wrote2013-09-12 09:11 am
hikaruorkaoru) wrote2013-09-12 09:11 am
First Pattern ; action, written
[action for one:]
[It's a very nice day, isn't it, Luceti?
Anyone who happens to be up by the cherry blossom tree hill might notice that there's someone asleep under the largest tree. He looks quite content, laid out in the grass with the green leaves giving him shade.
But, well, his clothes might tell a different story. Looks like there's another New Feather in town, and he's not going to be happy when he wakes up.]
[action:]
Cheap. Cheap. Hideous. Cheap.
[Hikaru Hitachiin is focusing all his attention on the clothes in front of him. Lots and lots of clothes and nothing he likes.
Of course, it's probably not really the clothes. It's his way of trying to process everything. Of being kidnapped, of having wings, of not having Kaoru, of being away from his club, of trying to deal with everything. The clothes are still awful, though.
Hikaru gives a frustrated groan as he throws a fourth shirt on the ground.]
All of these clothes are crap!
[written:]
[It's gotten late at night, and Hikaru's abandoned his search of the village for the guys. So, instead, he's sitting with his journal. Which is supposed to communicate with everyone, so.
Might as well try.]
Kaoru? Are you here? Answer me if you are.
Haruhi? Boss? Kyouya-senpai? Mori-senapi? Honey-senpai?
Anybody?
[It's a very nice day, isn't it, Luceti?
Anyone who happens to be up by the cherry blossom tree hill might notice that there's someone asleep under the largest tree. He looks quite content, laid out in the grass with the green leaves giving him shade.
But, well, his clothes might tell a different story. Looks like there's another New Feather in town, and he's not going to be happy when he wakes up.]
[action:]
Cheap. Cheap. Hideous. Cheap.
[Hikaru Hitachiin is focusing all his attention on the clothes in front of him. Lots and lots of clothes and nothing he likes.
Of course, it's probably not really the clothes. It's his way of trying to process everything. Of being kidnapped, of having wings, of not having Kaoru, of being away from his club, of trying to deal with everything. The clothes are still awful, though.
Hikaru gives a frustrated groan as he throws a fourth shirt on the ground.]
All of these clothes are crap!
[written:]
[It's gotten late at night, and Hikaru's abandoned his search of the village for the guys. So, instead, he's sitting with his journal. Which is supposed to communicate with everyone, so.
Might as well try.]
Kaoru? Are you here? Answer me if you are.
Haruhi? Boss? Kyouya-senpai? Mori-senapi? Honey-senpai?
Anybody?
action;
For a designer? It's pretty crazy. Taking all the concept work you've done and actually making it, tailoring it to the models are fussy little divas. Getting every accessory to match just right, making sure their make-up looks right.
But it really gets your name out there, so it's all worth it. Just a week of basically not sleeping and working all the time.
action;
...Oh, and for the models that get to wear the outfits too, of course!
action;
[Hikaru enjoys Milan. Paris even more, and Paris is even more stressful. But he can't call it fun, especially not while he's living it. The last night is. No more work, just drinking and having fun.]
action;
[Cilan that's probably because you're the type who tries to have fun even when working long hours...]
action;
action;