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vatheon2013-02-07 01:50 pm
diehardreaper) wrote in vatheon2013-02-07 01:50 pm
Entry tags:
oo4. // Distractions
Who: Kusanagi and Knox
When: The night of this thread
Where: Bar Homra
Style: Whatever works for ya!
Status: Closed.
[ The call for applicants was an interesting enough affair. As Ronald had said, he had been in enough bars to know the inner workings of them, to know the basics but not enough to make every single drink from scratch. But then that was where Kusanagi came in. The reaper was always a rather quick study despite his obvious flaws when it came to things like focus...
And tardiness for one.
He promised he would be there but as expected, he was late by a good five minutes. Perhaps it was ingrained into his system by now not to keep time. But he hurried along enough and sooner or later, Izumo would hear what sounded like a lawnmower engine stopping outside the bar. After yet another moment, he would find a short knock before the door opened and Ronald shuffled himself in with a small sheepish grin. He's gone without his jacket for once. Just his shirt and vest, tie also present and his signature oxfords. ]
Called me out... here I am then! Course... could've done with coming a bit earlier, eh?
[ Another small grin as he steps forward, hand extended. ]
Mister Kusanagi, I presume?
When: The night of this thread
Where: Bar Homra
Style: Whatever works for ya!
Status: Closed.
[ The call for applicants was an interesting enough affair. As Ronald had said, he had been in enough bars to know the inner workings of them, to know the basics but not enough to make every single drink from scratch. But then that was where Kusanagi came in. The reaper was always a rather quick study despite his obvious flaws when it came to things like focus...
And tardiness for one.
He promised he would be there but as expected, he was late by a good five minutes. Perhaps it was ingrained into his system by now not to keep time. But he hurried along enough and sooner or later, Izumo would hear what sounded like a lawnmower engine stopping outside the bar. After yet another moment, he would find a short knock before the door opened and Ronald shuffled himself in with a small sheepish grin. He's gone without his jacket for once. Just his shirt and vest, tie also present and his signature oxfords. ]
Called me out... here I am then! Course... could've done with coming a bit earlier, eh?
[ Another small grin as he steps forward, hand extended. ]
Mister Kusanagi, I presume?
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Better not make a habit of it.
[ He doesn't sound to terribly upset with Ronald, I mean, they hadn't really specified a time for him to arrive, but if the kid keeps it up he'll be sure to have a talk with him. Still, he extends his hand and gives Ron a firm handshake. Ronald's choice of attire seems to please him, and his eyes focus on those oxfords for a moment. They compliment his own rather nicely. ]
Nice shoes.
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[ He tried, he honestly did. It's just time and Ronald don't seem to be fast friends at all. But the handshake is returned well enough before he hooks his thumbs to his pockets. That compliment on his shoes, his pride and joy earns a small grin back. ]
Thanks. Used to have a bit of trouble with the higher ups because of the uniform situation but there you are. Glad to see you appreciate a good pair.