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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy's at a window table, slowly draining a mug of Darjeeling tea. She has a boiled egg in a cup in front of her, as yet untouched.

Her biological functions are none of your business.

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Are you sure? They could influence a new Van Gogh.

Touga props his feet up on Anthy's table and leans back comfortably in his chair. Of course, his shirt is unbuttoned. His own tea cup is just out of Anthy's reach. Very handy, that.

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"Seitokaichou. How lovely to see you."

The egg does not appear to be in any danger of getting kicked. She takes great care to move it away anyway.

Then she smiles blandly at him.

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"Himemiya."

He smirks. "How much do you hate me?"

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Anthy blinks at him over her tea.

"I'm sorry?"

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"I said, have you seen my private jet lately?"

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Ooooops.

"Your private jet?" says Anthy, brightly. "Why, have you lost it?"

People misplace private jets all the time.

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"It is covered in coffee."






"And smells of monkey."

Chuchu or Saionji? So hard to decide!

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"Oh dear," says Anthy. Sympathetically. Yes.

Pause.

"It can be difficult to balance on a moving jet. I'm sure no one would blame you."

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"And the long purple hair?" He smirks and raises an eyebrow. This is fun.

He didn't find pink hair. He is strangely comforted with that.

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So... they don't involve laying eggs?

Um.

Behrooz is sitting nearby and looks over to Anthy when he notices, or rather smells, the mixed scents of her meal and something like roses he hadn't noticed before.

He waves to her, than remembers his yellow eyes and looks away.

Then again, she has purple hair.

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Anthy smiles cheerfully at him. And if she notices the yellow eyes, presumably all she thinks is, Oh good, Behrooz has finally gotten a normal eye color.

Then he turns away, and she blinks.

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He looks cautiously up again when she doesn't seem visibly startled.

And going the everything-is-normal route, asks "How're you?"

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"I'm fine, thank you." Still with the not visibly startled. More with the resumed cheerful. "How are you, Behrooz?"

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Well, if she doesn't mention it...

Carefully, "I'm... fine. Just had a weird couple of weeks."

Not that that's uncommon here.

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"A weird couple of weeks?"

. . . No, not really. It's a paradox. Fried.

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He shrugs slightly, and says "I went through the door and didn't... end up home, and it just took a while to get back."

His tone suggests this is on par with the bar had mixing up his order.

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"Oh dear," says Anthy, in a similar tone. "How inconvenient. Where did you end up?"

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Antigone does not care, anyway.

She glances rather resolutely in a direction that is not Anthywards, cheek in her hand.

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Anthy sips her tea, unperturbed.

She does toss a sunny smile Antigone's way, on the off chance it will land.

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It doesn't quite.

... But you know how sometimes you're looking resolutely away from someone except for those liiiittle sneaking glances back to see what she's doing?

Yeah, well.

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And the person you're resolutely looking away from is always totally aware of what you're doing. It's a luxury that comes with being able to look in one direction for more than an eighth of a second.

Sometimes, she's still smiling.

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Antigone may, occasionally, be scowling.

If by "occasionally," we mean "constantly."

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Eventually, Anthy says, with some surprise -- as though she's only just noticed Antigone -- "Is everything all right?"

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She finds her own lack of sneakiness disappointing and irritating.

"Yes."

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So does Anthy, Antigone. So does Anthy.

"Oh, good," Anthy beams.