15. Second [...Action post...]

[corrinesbell]

*Stands behind her house, in a cleared space in all the snow. Her coat is discarded a few feet away. After a moment, she starts a series of quick movements, obviously a practiced pattern*

[[ooc: Feel free to interrupt her, or come by and watch~]]

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[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

*As not-rapistystalkerish as Itsuki ever is, he "conveniently" has found himself near Sheena's house, a smile (as usual) plastered on his face*

[corrinesbell]

*She chooses to ignore him, and continue with what she's doing*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

*Itsuki, seemingly carelessly, takes a seat on the ground, watching the ninja work.*

[corrinesbell]

*a sharp knife strikes the exposed dirt near his left hand. If he looks up from it, he's also the subject of a harsh glare*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

Itsuki picks up the knife and proceeds to start twirling it between his fingers, still smiling*
Not distracting you, am I?

[corrinesbell]

If you were distracting me you'd be stuck to the ground.

*of course, she only had two knives, so now she was stuck waiting for him to give it back*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

Of course~

*lazily he tosses the knife back, though because he's not trained with the thing at all the thing lames lamely on it's side near her feet*

[corrinesbell]

*picks it up and goes back to her practiced motions*

Well? Is it still there?

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and I'm going to need to act within the next two days. All I've got left of my time is a splitting headache and some muscle pain, but all the same...

*he trails off, not really focusing on anything, seemingly*

[corrinesbell]

...Why was there a leaf in that box?

*changes the subject, because she's in no mood to offer help again and have it be turned down*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

You're rather allergic to flowers, no? I figured that offering flowers wouldn't fit because of that.

*Smiling with one of his more honestly amused smiles*

[corrinesbell]

Just the flowers from other worlds. Not mine and probably not this one, since it went away.

*stops for a few moments to catch her breath. At least it's not cold while she's doing this*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

Then I'll have to bring a few next time. How are you faring, however.

*His almond eyes are sparkling with thought*

[corrinesbell]

Fine. Just out of practice.

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

I meant in terms of injury and illness.

[corrinesbell]

I know. I answered in those terms.

*starts up again, a new pattern this time*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

Then I'd like to make a more formal request.

[corrinesbell]

Request?

*that doesn't slow her down, either*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

I'd rather like you assistance in dealing with the Closed Space.

[corrinesbell]

Suddenly he changes his mind.

*tosses the knife at him again, this time between his feet*

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

Something like that.

[corrinesbell]

Then it better be soon. I don't have a lot of time on my hands right now.

[quitemysterious.livejournal.com]

It has to be soon either way.