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Appointments Post ( I )

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Masaomi anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
Written, June 10th]</b

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[Spitting out the Umeboshi now. Into the miso bowl - what] What?! Really?

[Yes, really, why would he say it otherwise. 8| He doesn't bother to repeat himself, instead pointing at the bowl.]

Oi, you need to finish that.

You said to suck on it, not swallow it!

[But fine... picking... it up...]

Right. Don't do that either, just let it dissolve. You can take it out sometimes.

[Like to talk or to chase down the awful taste with the soup, if there's any left. But back to Linda.]

But anyways. It was just a thought.

[Suck, suck. He shrugs at that. Man... he closes his eyes. This feeling sort of sucks. It's probably not even as bad as it could be]

[And then there was... awkward silence. Shikamaru's not a talkative guy by nature, but right now it's more that he really isn't one hundred percent sure what to say.

He's hoping Masaomi will volunteer something, though when he factors the chances, the scenarios with that happening are few. He counts them off in his head, still, only half-watching Masaomi. His Pichu, at least, gets a little more attention. If only to make sure he notices if she starts accidentally zapping things again.]

[She doesn't, just content to eat with the (somewhat smaller) bites. Masaomi, meanwhile, is struggling to suck up all that can be sucked of these gross tasting pickled devils. Once he's gotten as much as he can take for another round, he spits them into the bowl again]

I... had to do something. A meeting, I think.

[Katara. He nods twice, slowly.] Okay.

[The hangover trick will have done a lot of good by the time he actually goes out the door, especially for any nausea and grogginess. It won't be gone by the time he runs into her, but it'll be better.]

What time... was it? [Now? or the meeting? He's not even sure which he means. HE pops the Umeboshi back in. Might as well totally finish it]

Nearly 10 AM.

[.............Shiiiiiiit He swallows what is left of them, makes a face, and then stands]

I gotta get going then! [ouch that hurts his head]

[...Dumbass. But that's why he didn't mention it earlier.]

You taking her with you? [He really should ask for her name.]

Linda? [...Did he name her last night, it just came to him. He's putting on a hoodie] Yeah, I was going to.

[Okay, cool. One less thing he'll have to worry about-]

'Linda'? [One eyebrow goes up, which he directs at the pokemon in question. You poor thing, you.]

[Linda sighs. she knows, she knows. It's a weird name]

Yep!

[Wow wince. Oh well, pulling up his hoodie now and motioning for the pichu to scamper up onto his shoulder]

[Normally he'd watch this with some amusement, but right now all he can manage is sarcasm.]

Try not to fall down the stairs. Umeboshi won't help you with that one.

[And Masaomi probably doesn't need anything to make his headache worse.]

I hear! [Ouch] I hear that.

[Aaaaaaand he's off. Well then...!] See you later?

[One hand goes up, without turning to look. Yeah. Definitely later.]

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