Fresh from that wonderful RP, Adstringendum

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

This particular flavour of Hakuba Saguru looks a bit worse for wear as he stumbles through a door in the hall. A door in the hall which leads only to another hallway. He's surprised, yes, but not extremely so, and after he checks and confirms he can't get back out the way he came in, he sags to the ground against the wall.

He's dirty, like he's been living somewhere without running water, his once pristine tweed suit is ripped and frayed, and there's snow melting on his shoulders. He's also very thin, almost unhealthy so, and exhaustion is written on every line of him, in the circles under his eyes, in the sunken hollows of his cheeks, in the way he breathes, in the slump of his shoulders.

Whatever life he's been living, it hasn't been kind to him.

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[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I suppose I am."

[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

[She thinks about what to actually say before saying it, her right hand's finger on her cheek curiously.]

This's another world. There's lots of people from other universes, even people who look like friends you know! Kudo-san told me earlier.

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

"I see."

The world he's from is much like this one, but pulling in people from different places, instead of parallels of the same universe.

[stagingstorms.livejournal.com]

[This probably wasn't her Hakuba-kun. He wouldn't - or, perhaps he would.] Aoko doesn't think Hakuba-kun's from her world.

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

That would not surprise me.