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Orihime Inoue
UN: MegaRobo3000

STATUS: Student, Year 10

ACCOLADES: Academic Top 3%

BIO: Member of the Arts & Crafts club, native Japanese speakers, speaks French and English fluently, adventurous culinary tastes, aspiring healer, loves comedy and sweet potatoes.

© TESSISAMESS


Oh noooooooo, I wasn't able to answer the phone in time! ...Or scroll. Or mirror. Whatever you were using, I completely missed out! Leave a message, please, I'll get right back to you!

*robot beeps*

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[leekspins]

Good job! I was pretty sure I had one up there somewhere. You found it in no time!

[She claps her palms together, beaming. Taking up the vase, she fills it with water from the small sink behind the counter, then carefully places the roses inside. They were so pretty! Orihime steps back to admire them, standing side by side with her friend.]

[Then there's a sudden flash of powerful reiatsu.]

[Orihime stiffens. She holds her breath, and her eyes grow wide. Instinctively her fingers seize hold of Uryuu's sleeve and grip it tightly to the point that her knuckles pale.]

[It's him. There's no way she could mistake that spiritual pressure.]

Ishida-kun...

[She's turned herself around, facing the door, but looking far beyond it as if she might somehow be able to see the person who just arrived in the Bay.]

[lichtregen]

[ishida stiffened too. he felt it, immediately, and he feels....

conflicted, really. he had been having fun with orihime, he had worked up the courage to finally tell her how he was feeling. he was suddenly feeling....

no, he wasn't jealous, he knew that this was how it was meant to be. he should have known that ichigo might show up some day. after feeling the tug on his sleeve he turned to look at her. she loved him, she really did, and ishida loved her. so, what was the best course of action?

well, it was like his letter said, he was happy if she was happy.]

Yeah. He's here. [he nodded at her.] Go, I'll catch up in a bit.

[leekspins]

[She doesn't realize she was waiting for confirmation. But now that she has it? Joy explodes in her heart. The tentative hope that anchored her with hesitation is gone as a bright smile spreads over her face.]

[She doesn't say anything. She nods once, and lets go of him.]

[There's no explanation to anyone else in the bakery as Orihime pushes open the door and bolts down the street, heedless of the weather, or anything else, other than her destination.]