http://swanseer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] swanseer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shifted_logs2011-03-27 02:54 pm

Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself

Characters: Juni and Ai
Location: Juni's world. Just outside the palace of webs (she's lazy and hasn't changed it yet) with the possibility of other rooms.
Time: Shortly into the mind-bonding/reality pulling funtimes.
Summary: Juni is annoyed, Ai is annoyed. Randomly getting dragged into a world of demons is only a bonus.
Warnings: Unlikely; but will update if necessary.



[Who sometimes hates demons? You guessed it, Juni!

Who sometimes hates living in what basically amounts to a palace of webs? You guessed it, Juni!

Who sometimes likes a bit of peace and quiet? Once again, Juni!

So, currently she's sitting outside on a webby throne with her legs crossed over each other. Her eyes are closed and her head is tilted back to a silver sky with no moon, things that look like stars drift there but don't seen to be all that active. Her hand is fiddling with a cord around her neck but whatever the cord holds is hidden by her long, white dress. No demons are near her, they're probably all off searching for a eight armed git former ruler who is being a pest and refusing to show himself.

This, despite her forceful relaxation, is proving as extremely annoying as ever.

...Bets on the world getting steadily more annoying?
]

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-03-30 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully the Professor was out by the time Ai came striding into the house, basically slamming the door behind her. Her left brow was still twitching as she locked the door, hung up her jacket and slipped on her slippers.

Depositing her school bag onto the couch the child's mind was reeling. She was going over the conversation she had had with Conan that day and the more she thought on it, the more aggravated she became.]


Idiot-- idiot-- idiot!

[With every time she grumbled the word, she emphasized this with her footsteps down the stairs to her lab in the basement.

Or, at the very least she had assumed she was heading down to that room. Just as she was reaching out to take hold of the door knob she felt her own annoyance and aggravation suddenly double in intensity. Ai flinched, reaching to up to rub the side of her head to soothe it.

As soon as she touched the door knob and blinked however, she realized she was no longer standing at the bottom of the stairwell. It was so far from being her home that for a split second she thought she was in one of those video games the children would come over to play.]


--What?