tiny dream [fletcher]

[Suzume Umehito]

w e e x c h a n g e d p r o m i s e s o f

revolution in the expanding darkness i loved you

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[atrb=width,240] Honestly, she felt lonely. And Suzume had not felt lonely in an incredibly large amount of time. Certainly, she did this a lot of times for the sake of Takami, but they had usually been quick and done without a thought. But today? She lingered on thought and her work was not very sufficient. It took forever, and at this time she still wasn't done. She had thought to take a quick break, but she knew she would feel that much more lonely. The only way to stop this loneliness was to stop thinking and do the work. And by the time she was done, she would head back to Headquarters where she could see Takami-sama again and wouldn't be lonely anymore. But right now, she longed for company. Any company would do. Someone willing to join Team Heavens would be so much better. But, that was an incredibly long shot, as no a lot of people would do such a thing. Takami couldn't possibly go out here unless it was to terrorize, right? He would be noticed as none other then the Leader of Team Heavens, and that couldn't be good. And besides, their ulterior motive would be revealed. So she happily did all his work for him in this town, and the town before, and the town after, and most of the towns he didn't frequent. She didn't mind, it would all be theirs one day if this turned to be successful. And Takami was usually always successful. But, now that her boredom was ever increasing, she found it hard to stay on top of her errand. Believe it or not, the Arceus was incredibly boring once you've been researching them for hours a day for months on end. She could just feel a headache awaiting her as she flipped page after page after page. She wanted this break, and if lonely was was going to feel, then lonely she would feel. This break better be relieving. She sighed, strolled through the streets, looking bored. She had to remind herself this was for a greater cause, and one day she would be ruling Astral if all went according to plan. If Takami-sama made a perfect execution. And Suzume actually believe with all her heart that he would. That there was no doubt on her mind about it. Time to be getting back to her research, anyways. But she might enjoy sitting down for just a little bit.

[atrb=width,100] words , ??? words tagged , fletcher! notes , getting her flirt on! haha... wow did i just say that?

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[Fletcher Manson]

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[Suzume Umehito]

w e e x c h a n g e d p r o m i s e s o f

revolution in the expanding darkness i loved you

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[atrb=width,240] Loathing. That was the only thing she was doing right now. Loathing the world. Of course, that was just going a to the edge, so she switched to the word, dislike. She disliked the fact that she was so incredibly bored, and as she sat down, she continued to read about the stupid Arceus and how it's ultimately a really good pokemon. No weaknesses. No information. Just praising, and this praising was much too overused and boring. There might be something interesting in this book, but she highly doubt it. She wanted to throw this book into the sewer, or at someone's head. No, she didn't want to risk anyone seeing what she was reading, but it already a risk that she was sitting at this bench reading it in plain sight. But no one really paid much attention to the blond haired girl sitting here. She sighed, bored. Her eyes swimming on the page. Even more bored. One good thing came out of this, and for that she was glad for. Now that Takami was here, she didn't have to wear that stupid, oversized ribbon. That made her look like a bunny. She was free to wear her hair down. The only problem was, she only just remembered this a mere four seconds ago, and hastened to untie the stupid ribbon. She set her book down and tugged, rather hard, and for a few minutes it stayed. "Takami-sama, what did you do to this ribbon that made it so hard to untie?" After two incredibly long seconds, she finally made it come off. Finally. She let her hair down and let her hands run over the cover of the Arceus book. That cured her boredom for a minute, but now she was bored all over again. Her short hair fell down below her headphones, and she just stared at the town. These people were rather old, weren't they? Well, better for her. After all, it's less that they'd expect her, right? But instinctively, she tried to cover all the tracks that she might have left that would give her away. Two minutes of peace with her hair down, and then interruption. Just great, really. He... he startled me... A man, someone who looked older than her at least, asked for the bench. She was a bit incredulous of his request, though, but she looked around and there wasn't another bench that he could fill. Unwittingly, she had chosen the only bench that was unoccupied by others. She quickly hid her book, but flashed him a nice smile. And she scooted closer to him. "Please, sit down. I don't mind. Besides, I can't refuse a request from such a handsome man." Honestly, how old did she look like? At the oldest, fifteen. And she was nearing her eighteenth birthday. She hated looking so young. Honestly, he couldn't possibly tell what age she was... could he?

[atrb=width,100] words , ??? words tagged , fletcher! notes , so... who kisses who?

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[Fletcher Manson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; border-bottom: 6px solid #2b2b2b; background-color: #80596e; -moz-border-radius: 35 20 0 0px; border-radius: 35 20 0 0px; text-align: center;,true] ♕ WE'RE TAKING CONTROL we get what we want, we do what you don't, dirt and glitter cover the floor, we're pretty and sick, we're young and we're bored Well, it seemed that he had gotten himself a place to sit. Right next to a very flirty young lady. Flirty young ladies..well, she wasn't THAT young. She certainly looked about 15 or 16, but since Fletcher had been studying people inside and outside of photographs all his life, he knew by her height that she HAD to be seventeen. Also, no fifteen year-old girl would flirt with him, looking like he was eighteen and all. Plus, not even with someone so not handsome. Speaking of not handsome, Fletch was totally flustered by her flirting. so, he just nodded his thanks and sat down. Almost immediately, he went into his bag for his sketch pad to practice his scenery. So, his head down, not saying a word to the pretty girl, he drew some of the trees and benches and the park that was ahead of him. He decided he would draw his bench too. At least it would be the full scene if he did. So he drew the girl as he had seen her from the back. Just without the Donkey-Ears looking bow. And her headphonese were on, too. It actually looked rather good when he was done. Now he just had to take a picture and see how he fared. But he would do that later. It would be quite rude if he just up and left the girl next to him without at least saying hello. 'I'm Fletcher Manson, by the way. You can call me Fletcher or Fletch. They're much shorter. What's your name?" Hopefully she had heard him with those headphones on. That would be a bummer if she hadn't. He would sure feel embarrassed. Fletch looked at her for a bit, but made sure to look away so it didn't seem like he was staring. He went back to touching up and shading his picture. It looked quite professional now. Though, he wasn't finished yet. It still needed details. He was ALL about the details. notes:: HEE. HEE. GETTING. HER. FLIRT. OOOON. still funny. words:: M-E) ( tagged:: zume-chan!

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[Suzume Umehito]

w e e x c h a n g e d p r o m i s e s o f

revolution in the expanding darkness i loved you

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[atrb=width,240] Boring. That was all she could think about. Her attempts at flirting, which usually worked despite her amateurish ways of doing it, didn't effect him at all. Not that she could tell, anyways. He was not professing his love for her, just yet. Well, she was up for the challenge, even though she couldn't return those feelings (which made her feel only slightly bad, as she was the one evoking these emotions), it might just pay off in the long run. Maybe she would be able to manipulate him enough for him to do anything for her, absolutely anything. Like the relationship she was having with Takami. Only, she really did care about Takami, and he cared about her, too. Right? But, she hardly cared about this guy, and to tell the truth, he was cute. Handsome. Absolutely charming, if he lost his boring streak there. She sighed, as he clearing wasn't going to do anything but sketch away, which his pad. Suzume might as well get her work done, too, if he wasn't going to responsive. Took a silent deep breath, and flipped open the page she was originally on. Just text. Boring old text. Not a picture in sight. Probably not for a couple of pages, anyways. But that was fine. The prospect of a challenge once he was done doing, well, whatever the hell he was doing, was enough motivation. In fact, the anticipation of it was making her exciting, and well, not concentrated. She was sure that she had been reading this same sentence ten times, and still didn't process it. She gave up. But still, she looked at the page. Then she got bored (what a reoccurring theme!), and closed her book yet again. Later, Takami, I promise. Let me toy around with my new toy. She silently watched as he drew. It looked to be a bench? Surely... no, was he really? Drawing her? Honestly, she was honored and all, but he sure was jumping head first into this, wasn't he? But, it did boost up her self esteem several levels up and gave her some confidence. Smiling silently to herself, she slipped ever closer to the boy, ah, no, he seemed to be older than her, so that meant he was an adult, wasn't he? But he still looked to be in his adolescent years, so teenager he was, in Suzume's mind. For the time being she just sat there, and stayed quiet. Which was rather a feat for her at this time. She waited until he was done, with a sly smile on her face. "So, Mr. Manson. You can call me Suz. Don't look away now, how would I be able to see that charming face of yours?" More scooting. Until at long last, they were in the same space, for once. Heavens know why he would choose the one place not so close to her on the bench. It was a short bench, but it was annoying at the same time. Lightly, in a flirty manner, she put her hand on his shoulder, just to test waters. If he backed out now, Suzume would just make this a lost cause and probably never see his ass again. "You like to draw, don't you? It looks really nice." I look very nice... even if it is the back of my head and I'm not wearing a ribbon. She flashed him a bright and cheery smile.

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[Fletcher Manson]

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[Suzume Umehito]

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[atrb=width,240] It didn't work. It actually didn't work. She expected it somewhat, though, she thought she might have been coming on too strong. And she was so obvious in the making. Suzume knew what the problem was, and it made her blush furiously. It was because of her boobs. She didn't have any, as flat chested as she was, and no one knew better than her that guys liked nothing more than big boobs and blond hair. She got one of those covered, and it was even natural blond hair, but alas, where she was gifted in that area, she sorely lacked in the other, more crucial piece of genes. If only if only. Maybe she should have toned it down just a bit more, because it certainly wasn't working. She looked down in a rather solemn way. Ah, well, time to switch gears. Obviously, the over-exaggeration didn't work. But she was okay with that. Hopefully he would be able forget all about it. Maybe she could fake her way out of this one too, but the results may vary and it was a rather doubtful situation. The only thing she could think of was being a little too tipsy, but she was underage - and if he were to notice that (because really, it was too obvious), it could ruin her whole plan. No, she really didn't like him. Although, he was cute, so that made it all the more bearable. Timidly, she removed her hand. Her rosy pink blush was still there, and she avoided his eyes. Alright, Suzume, you can do this. Just keep up with this technique. "Sorry, Fletcher. Did I make you uncomfortable? I don't know what came over me - honest!" Insert worrisome face here. If she might say so herself, it was pretty good. "That's not usually like me. Can we start off fresh? I'm Suz, but you knew that already. Most people call me that..." A rather boldface lie - but she couldn't risk the fact that he might know her or have heard of her behalf of Team Heavens. "I think it's really interesting that you're a photographer. It must be a lot of fun, I kind of envy you. I wish work would be like that." Oh no. What if he asked about her work? She couldn't think of anything. She could say she was a shop clerk - but what shop clerk? It was too populated - and he might ask where and he might go there and then she wouldn't be there, and where would she be then? Suzume needed to come up with something - and something fast. What was she good at, anyways? An idea came to mind, but she dismissed it pretty quickly. Would it be believable if she said she worked as a bartender? No, it would be quite the opposite. In fact, she should be of legal drinking age if that was the case, which it wasn't. This was certainly hard, trying to decide a job as a cover. Maybe if Takami allowed it, she could actually get a job and make some earning for herself - because being in Team Heavens wasn't really earning Suzume hard cash. In fact, she made virtually nothing (lodging and food was provided, thank god), so it would be at least a little nice for her to get some cash to blow off where. Maybe she could haggle him into getting her to become a waitress or something of that sort. It surely couldn't earn her that much, but it wasn't like she was going to go and pay for food and housing. Besides, she was going to be working for this money - and it would be only part time. But Takami-sama probably won't like it, seeing as it would shorten the time she would be researching. But the idea was so, so very tempting. And it would make a rather good cover story. It was that much worth it, too.

[atrb=width,100] words , ??? words tagged , fletcher! notes , aw gosh this is gonna be hard. and i am just blabbing with the job - it just occurred to me that she needs a cover story.

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