The game of silence is forgotten as the near-tenseness of the moment slips away. He watches the Dragons move off down the street, one turning to the other and scratching his chin. When he turns to Aya, he shrugs.
"Bookstore's down this street." The sign ("Shosekishou") is in big red letters; red seems to be a favored color around this place. He doesn't make any noise at all about the Dragons or about the way Aya tensed up or about much of anything else. All he wants are recent music history books.
So far, this has been an interestingly strange day.
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Date: 2009-03-22 05:21 am (UTC)"Bookstore's down this street." The sign ("Shosekishou") is in big red letters; red seems to be a favored color around this place. He doesn't make any noise at all about the Dragons or about the way Aya tensed up or about much of anything else. All he wants are recent music history books.
So far, this has been an interestingly strange day.