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Hibiki Fujiwara [藤原 ⸱ 響 希] ([personal profile] windsongs) wrote in [community profile] logs 2022-11-21 12:03 pm (UTC)

slides in here super freaking late

[ This isn't normally her scene, but Hibiki has learned that frequenting places like this makes it easier to both learn about jobs and acquire information for said job. She'll never get used to the way the bass rattles her bones, the heat of bodies moving in a rhythmic trance, or the smell of smoke wafting through the air.

The latter at least helps take the edge off the other two. More than she expects it to.

But it seems like she must have picked an off night, because after sitting at the bar for a while, listening in and striking up conversation, she doesn't hear about much. Mostly people complaining about the harvest illness, how it's back again and just as bad as ever. Still useful information for context, but it's old news. Oh well, maybe she'll have better luck sliding up to one of the lounge seats. With drink in hand (it's water), she makes her way over to the circular couches, stopping when she sees a familiar blond. ]


Mikey-san?

[ Standing behind the couch, she leans over the back, putting her head between him and the person he passed the glassbong to. Man, now she's probably going to seem like a stalker, popping up randomly in a place where he's hanging out. Oh well, too late now. Hibiki gives him one of her trademark smiles. ]

Fancy seeing you here.

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