Ren had been alternating between jotting down random fragments of disjointed dialogue for one of her story ideas and surfing the Internet when she noticed a new video post on the community. She clicked "Play," and her eyebrows immediately shot up when she realized just where the video came from and what was on it.
"Okay, little Onion, I'm really starting to worry about this secret video-making habit of yours," Ren thought dryly. Even though spending time together on Aria's ship had turned privacy and modesty into luxuries, Ren still moved her mouse to close the video. Then she spotted the new scar decorating Roxas' torso and cringed. "Dang, that had to have hurt."
Roxas' footsteps echoed outside her bunk, and Ren panicked and quickly closed out of the window. Instinct told her to respect his personal space and not start prying, which meant staying in her bunk for the next few hours to avoid running into him. Great plan, except for the fact that Ren's stomach chose that moment to start gurgling with hunger. With a sigh, Ren got up and soon joined Roxas and Aria in the tiny little "galley."
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Date: 2011-09-10 04:59 am (UTC)"Okay, little Onion, I'm really starting to worry about this secret video-making habit of yours," Ren thought dryly. Even though spending time together on Aria's ship had turned privacy and modesty into luxuries, Ren still moved her mouse to close the video. Then she spotted the new scar decorating Roxas' torso and cringed. "Dang, that had to have hurt."
Roxas' footsteps echoed outside her bunk, and Ren panicked and quickly closed out of the window. Instinct told her to respect his personal space and not start prying, which meant staying in her bunk for the next few hours to avoid running into him. Great plan, except for the fact that Ren's stomach chose that moment to start gurgling with hunger. With a sigh, Ren got up and soon joined Roxas and Aria in the tiny little "galley."
"Uh, hey."