At loose ends ((Open RP, Mello, Halls))

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

So, that samurai has canceled our lessons without explaining anything as to why. I know damn well it's not because he's satisfied with my progress. Something's going on here. I have a couple of hunches, but without sufficient evidence, none of them is any more likely than any other.

Whatever. Now, I have three hours a day that aren't scheduled. I could practice, but I already spend more than enough time practicing already and he's already bitched at me about practicing wrong when I practice on my own.

So, for now, I have decided to examine the paintings along the walls. It's not like I have anything else to do and maybe some of them will be at least mildly diverting.

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[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

I stare at him a moment and then nod. "You're welcome," I say, leaving the room.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

He let Mello go, watching him over his shoulder until the door closed.

Then he flopped back down on his bed, asked Miyako to leave and shoved his hands down his pants as soon as he was alone once more. Gods, he needed to jerk off so bad.