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[seiyayamada]

(OOC: A loose post to just kind of get the hang of things and test the waters c:)


It was the beginning of yet another school term. Seiya stood in her family's store, sweeping the tile as time seemed to stands still. Yamada Mart had become a staple of their little area, yet the rate of customers was dwindling. Blaming it on local crime seemed cliche, yet Seiya couldn't help but wonder if the two were related. Setting her broom aside, she went to restock the shelves, eyeing the clock. Better opportunities awaited at quittin' time. The bell above the door chimed, causing her to turn and give a small bow. "Welcome to Yamada Mart." Halfheartedly, she turned back to her work, sighing.

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[seiyayamada]

"No." Eyes slipping shut, she let herself just breathe at the table. The cool surface was a relief, and so she lingered. "No one will believe us. You saw how they looked at me."

It was true, even the police had laughed it off.

[americandiplomacy]

Gregory sighed... She was right, yeah. He hadn't even really believed her at first, so he was guilty of the same. "That... Uh, yeah, that's true. What if it happens again?" The boy rubbed the back of his neck, eyebrows in. "Like, when no one's around. You seemed a little... Out of it, when it was happening, so." He doubted that Seiya had the answer to that question, but it was worth bringing to her attention regardless. This was quite a situation! Even he wasn't technically safe.

[seiyayamada]

"I don't know." It was true, Seiya herself hadn't even seen the little girl in the mirror. At any moment, providing a reflection nearby, her life could be in danger. Seiya peered up between her arms at him, looking quite a bit like a helpless child. "We should talk to Miho-chan. She's really smart when it comes to making decisions."

[americandiplomacy]

"Miho-san? Uhh... Hmm. She was with me on the elevator, and there was more later on in the apartment... That means she's seen the stuff, too." Gregory shrugged; that felt like it was worth noting. It might make her decision easier, too! He wasn't quite sure if Seiya meant they should visit her now, though. "Sooner rather than later, I guess? But, uhh... Jeesh." Greg shivered; he didn't feel very safe anymore. If it happened to her, who's to say it wouldn't be the same for him? Or anyone, really, his dad or teachers or anyone! "This is really bad."

[seiyayamada]

"Extremely. I'll call her and have her meet us outside her place." Seiya nodded, whipping out her cell phone and dialing Miho's number. If anyone could help sort Seiya's thoughts, it would be her best friend.

((want me to make a thread for us three?))

[americandiplomacy]

"Oh! Sure, all right then. Let me get my bag..." Surprisingly, it hadn't been stolen yet. Greg came from a place where leaving something unattended for more than a few minutes put it in danger, though it seemed a lot more trustworthy here... Especially in this specific place, despite the fact that he'd nailed some poor woman with ice. His drink was still in there, albeit warm, and the game card as well! How nice. The boy picked it up and then slid the can of cherry soda out, intent to drink it before it got too lukewarm.

He returned to Seiya after she'd finished the phone call, inclining his head as if to ask if their meeting was on. It most certainly was, and he nodded firmly before following her out.

(( Sure! Sounds like a plan. ))