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[striketheheart.livejournal.com]

[So, if you haven't noticed, it's Summertime! And there are thousands of wonderful things about Summer. There's the beach, there's lazy days in front of a fan, there's sitting outside listening to the cicadas...]

[But most importantly- fireworks.]

[Lt. Nagone Mako is out an about, in a light green yukata, with a small cart being pulled behind her. The contents of the cart is an amazing variety of fireworks, from large to small, from screamers to sparklers. She has a bright smile on her face, quite enjoying the relative peace of the Dressing Room.]

Hmmmhmm~ ♪ I haven't been able to do this since I was little...

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[missingdata.livejournal.com]

I hate you.

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

That's fine.

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

Then leave leave leave leave leaveleaveleave.

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

[ her hands clench into fists at her sides, and she sets her jaw, before turning on her heels and walking off ]

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

[ ]

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

[ after a couple of steps, she halts to a stop ]

Did you forget that you told me to leave, already?

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

No. [ ] You are leaving. Where are you going?

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

I don't know. The park.

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

Do you like the park? Are there hills there?

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

It's fine. Hot.

There aren't.

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

...

[ ]

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

[ turns at once, looking at her with wide eyes ] Don't--

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

I won't hurt you won't hurt you.

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

I don't care about that, just--... [ trails off, shoulders hunching up ]

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

I don't really hate you. I'm glad that you stopped rolling, because you weren't very good at it.

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

[ her voice rises now, angry ] Why don't you hate me? Why are you glad? Are you really willing to forgive me that easily? What's wrong with you?

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

[ ] ... aah, I'm broken.

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

-- I know that.

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

Then why did you ask?

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

Is that why...?

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

Maybe. Aah, who knows?

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

I hate that about you.

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I'm not a very good friend...

[rollagain.livejournal.com]

Don't say that! That's exactly the part I hate!

[missingdata.livejournal.com]

You hate that we're friends?