2013-05-19 10:53
im_gonna_protect_u
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The problem was that, alas, Setsuna had no idea whatsoever what to do about this. It sounded simple, right? Except... This was, well, kind of an underworld. And from what she had gathered, an underworld pretty much ruled things out. There were no shower blossoms from cherry trees, for one, the sky wasn't a perfect blue, the weather was awful, and she was pretty sure that a military occupation was pretty much something you should avoid at all cost when planning a date.
Especially if you wanted to do it right. Setsuna happened to be rather big on doing things the proper way.
Which, really, left only one place to hold it on. Old Man Treebeard's Lawn. It was perfect. Most students avoided it, angels didn't care for it, the 'old man' was so nearsighted that escaping would be no issue, and due to Setsuna not planning to do loud noises, he should be completely avoidable in the first place. The various kinds of plants would make it the only even remotely romantic place in the netherworld, and some quick scouting runs had eleminated all man-eating plants.
A walk through this should count as a date...right?
Especially if you wanted to do it right. Setsuna happened to be rather big on doing things the proper way.
Which, really, left only one place to hold it on. Old Man Treebeard's Lawn. It was perfect. Most students avoided it, angels didn't care for it, the 'old man' was so nearsighted that escaping would be no issue, and due to Setsuna not planning to do loud noises, he should be completely avoidable in the first place. The various kinds of plants would make it the only even remotely romantic place in the netherworld, and some quick scouting runs had eleminated all man-eating plants.
A walk through this should count as a date...right?
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