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exsiliumlogs2013-08-08 03:03 pm
blondtactician) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-08-08 03:03 pm
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i think, well why not, then stop for a coffee
Date & Time: 8/7/13, late afternoon after this conversation.
Location: a coffee shop
Characters: Armin Arlert (blondtactician) & Sofiya Karimov (legal_eagle)
Summary: Armin's never tried coffee, Sofiya offered to buy him his first cup.
Warnings: n/a
[Armin heads out into the rain still dressed in his uniform and green cloak, hood over his head. Miss Karimov described herself as dark haired and with a scarf, and even though her scarf is blue he finds himself unconsciously looking for Mikasa. Of course she's not here. All evidence suggests he really is the only one who knows about the world where humanity hides behind walls.
The only thing familiar here is the gray and the settled-in sense of despair. To the citizenry who don't fight, the war must seem both far away and horrifyingly personal, and completely impossible to win.
He must be looking grim, saddened when he appears at the coffee shop. He tries and fails magnificently at pulling off 'warm and friendly' when he approaches, and it definitely seems more like 'worried and nervous' as he clears his throat.]
Ah... Miss Karimov, is it?
Location: a coffee shop
Characters: Armin Arlert (
blondtactician) & Sofiya Karimov (legal_eagle)Summary: Armin's never tried coffee, Sofiya offered to buy him his first cup.
Warnings: n/a
[Armin heads out into the rain still dressed in his uniform and green cloak, hood over his head. Miss Karimov described herself as dark haired and with a scarf, and even though her scarf is blue he finds himself unconsciously looking for Mikasa. Of course she's not here. All evidence suggests he really is the only one who knows about the world where humanity hides behind walls.
The only thing familiar here is the gray and the settled-in sense of despair. To the citizenry who don't fight, the war must seem both far away and horrifyingly personal, and completely impossible to win.
He must be looking grim, saddened when he appears at the coffee shop. He tries and fails magnificently at pulling off 'warm and friendly' when he approaches, and it definitely seems more like 'worried and nervous' as he clears his throat.]
Ah... Miss Karimov, is it?