─ one hundred & forty-four

[amiable]

[ backdated to yesterday/hall filter ]

[ Having returned some of the books she borrowed from the library, Uru heads out the door and into the hallway. She stops in her tracks for a moment, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

Her stomach rumbles loudly. ]

Maybe I'll make something here before I go back to the apartment?


[ city filter ]

[ Despite the recent murder in the City Royale, Uru told herself she wasn't going to move back into her room in the castle. Unpleasant feelings aside, she's still bent on keeping her independence and she doesn't want to appear nervous -- not just before her friends at the castle, but the natives and her co-workers at the coffee house. That's no example to set, she thinks.

They never offer to walk her home when they do closing together. It doesn't bother her; she understands their caution to a degree. She waves cheerfully to them as they go in opposite directions anyway, putting the keys in her bag. ]

Congratulations on the good work today, everyone! See you tomorrow morning!

[ And off she goes. ]

Comments

[exanimatus]

[his being out and about in the city is purely coincidental. while he was nothing short of manic a few days ago, he's calmed considerably. causing a little chaos and getting the castle buzzing with talk is enough to tide over his rage and his pride.

he's really just waiting around, now. waiting for something to snap, for someone to catch him, maybe for someone to try and kill him. as such, he's not doing anything to hide, walking around the town the way that he usually does; he looks in shop windows, watches other people move about, sniffing around for something interesting to pass the time.

he probably notices Uru first, stopping in his course to see where she's going.]

[amiable]

[ And of course, she doesn't take notice of Zelman. For a day or so after the murder, there was that paranoid suspicion that there were eyes on her whenever she was alone, but it gradually faded.

She just goes on her merry way, humming aloud to herself and thinking about what she can make for dinner tonight. ]

[exanimatus]

[he thinks about it for a moment. if he doesn't say anything, she'll probably keep on walking and not ever notice that he's there. he doesn't have anything in particular to say to her, but he supposes he could come up with something.

so he kicks a nearby pebble towards her feet. maybe she'll get it.]

[amiable]

[ SOMEHOW.

TRIPS OVER THE PEBBLE. ]

[exanimatus]

[...............that.

was pretty dumb. good job, Uru.]

[amiable]

[ She gets up a few seconds after, rubbing her nose. ]

Ow, ow, ow! Where did that come from?!

[exanimatus]

Maybe you're just clumsy.

[he'll just be standing behind her. hello. :'|]

1/2

[amiable]

I'm not clumsy!

[amiable]

[ Wait, who did she just address anyway? She turns around. ]

... Zelman?

[exanimatus]

Yo. [raises his hand in greeting. sup.]

[amiable]

[ She quickly beats any of the dirt or dust on herself out, fixing herself to look... well, not like she just fell face first onto the sidewalk. ]

It's nice to see you after a while!

[exanimatus]

[he will politely pretend not to notice, despite all evidence towards the contrary.]

It has been a while, hasn't it?

[amiable]

[ She now bows a little in greeting. ]

You're never in the castle, but I'm not there often...

How are you?

[fanstheflame]

[Gale's on his way to check out some of the fiction books that someone had recommended to him over the journal, when he spots a familiar face -]

Hey, Uru!

[ - and hears that growling ...] Time for lunch?

1/2

[amiable]

[ She grins when she sees him and waves. ]

Ah, hi Gale!

[amiable]

[ She looks sheepish now. ]

I guess so!

[fanstheflame]

I haven't eaten yet, either - mind if I join you?

[amiable]

[ Her eyes light up because eating with friends is always the best. ]

Not at all! I'm not sure what I want yet for lunch, but I can make us something!

[fanstheflame]

[he grins, because, come on, how can that smile NOT be contagious] I don't know, either. ... Maybe we can make something together? I'd feel bad if you did all the work.

[amiable]

[ And this is all Finnick's fault: ]

Oh, yeah! How come you didn't tell me you did like baking?

[fanstheflame]

[that's enough to stop him in his tracks. goddammit. he still didn't find out who that was, and he'd almost forgotten about it]

I -- I don't. Are you talking about that list someone put in the journal a while ago?

[amiable]

Yeah! [ She's oblivious. ] You don't have to be shy about it!

[fanstheflame]

[he laughs a little, though there's not much humor in it] No, see, Uru, that --

That was a practical joke someone played, on everyone from my home. They wrote down the opposites of what people like, to try and get us all upset. .... It was actually pretty stupid of them.

[amiable]

[ Her own expression falls quickly. She just looks confused. ]

Eh? Why would someone-- [ Oh... now she feels kind of silly. ]

... What a strange prank to pull.

[fanstheflame]

Yeah, it ... [he shakes his head] Some of my friends got really frustrated with it, though. I guess it just goes to show that you never know what people will get touchy about.

[YOU MEAN, LIKE BAKING, GALE? sheesh]