act one; action.

[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

[Does the Dressing Room have a auditorium before? Well, it does now. Apparently, this new Aoko is walking by, curiously and somewhat worried, mostly about herself.]

This doesn't seem to be Tokyo at all. [She then sighs, before walking around pacing herself left and right, her voice now shaking in anger.]

Kuroba! You better not have kidnapped me for Daito again!

(OOC: [/nervousnervous] h-have an alternate universe Aoko from Glass Mask, manga verse. Basically, Aoko's an actress and Kuroba Kaito (Purple Rose/Masumi) is twenty-eight. Her rival is Akako. Have at it?)

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[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

[Mm. Good point.] Because of his middle man!

fffff my internet shut off early last night, sorry

[menaremyslaves.livejournal.com]

Middle man?

's okay, mine did as well.

[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

Yes! [He's a really nice man, unlike most others.] I think his name was...Jii-san?

oh, good role for jii! who've you cast as sakurakouji?

[menaremyslaves.livejournal.com]

Well, how do you know that this Jii-san isn't your admirer? He brings you the flowers, doesn't he? He could be pretending to be the delivery person while actually being your fan.

He's Hakuba.

[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

[She shook her head]

He's too old! He can't be-!

:D

[menaremyslaves.livejournal.com]

[She frowns.] What does age have to do with it? You don't know anything about him, remember?

[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

He couldn't be! It's impossible! He wouldn't lie to me! He wouldn't!

[menaremyslaves.livejournal.com]

Why not? If he wants to keep his identity a secret, but still be able to see you, isn't lying the best way?