swirl no. 1

[autumnish]

She was running. Just a minute ago. She was chasing a bus, because although the next bus wouldn't delay her by more than ten minutes, fifteen max, chasing buses is an inevitable part of Aarhusian daily life. Everybody does it and so, Aki did as well. Then, she turned a corner and now, she has no idea where she is. It doesn't look like the square she was heading for, it doesn't look like a square at all.

In the blink of an eye, she's landed herself in a small, vintage-style cafe with blue-patterned porcelain and highly decorated cupcakes, beckoning for her to take a rest, enjoy a break, it seems like an invitation, the oddest she's received in her life. Aki comes to think of Alice, her great adventures in Wonderland and at the risk of running into her very own Queen of Hearts, she moves over to the nearest of the large armchairs and sits down, gingerly. Lets her eyes follow the many rows of books displayed on the shelves that are hanging on the wall. Touches her teacup with careful fingertips.

Whom might she not be joined by, in a place as dreamy as this?

Comments

[sumarusfinest]

Time is the trickiest thing for people coming and going from the Nexus. Katsuya is quite used to being just a might bit dated compared to most considering it's barely past the turn of the century back in his world but he's still modern enough to get by without attracting too much attention. Himura-san seems to be a modern sort of woman and that is also less awkward because the officer feels as though he can relate.

"It's not an inaccurate assessment of the situation, though there are remarkably fewer drugs unless one is looking for them."

He chuckles a bit humorlessly at his own joke. It's difficult for him to relax around others but he's making an effort to quash his own awkwardness as best as he can.

"I still feel that way sometimes here and I've been visiting this place off and on for years."