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[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Characters: Anthy Himemiya and anyone who wants a brain freeze, a stained shirt or food poisoning.
Where: Casualty Communal, 13th Floor, Room I - her room
Rating: PG for now?
Time: August 8, Noon~
Description: A log for this. She's secretly evil, though, so expect something to go wrong. OH OH AND action tags or prose, either way's okay.

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After shopping for the ingredients and making a lot of shaved ice, Anthy placed the bowls inside a big cooler so they wouldn't melt. She sat in front of a big table inside her room, eating some already. She made a quick, mental list to check if everything was already there. A few bottles of water, check. A rag, check. A dozen of spoons, check. After confirming that, yes, everything was there, her eyes followed the clock's second hand while she waited for her guests to arrive.

She hoped some of them decided to take her up in her offer. She only wanted to... help people.

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[socialbutterfly]

Some would. Minato rarely refused an offer involving food. Emerging from the bowels of this thread, he stood patiently at the door to Room I, where he awaited his delicious reward for living, literally, two doors down.

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Anthy opened the door, giving way to Minato so he can come in. "Good day," she greeted, putting on her usual smile.

[socialbutterfly]

"Hi." Minato returned the greeting, bowing his head politely as he stepped through to the room within. He scanned the room quietly, then returned his attention to the host. "Have we met already?"

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

"You told me you were my neighbor a few seconds ago," she replied, neglecting the fact she could've just said not really. She gestured to one of the pillows around the table. "Please sit down."

[socialbutterfly]

"Oh. I live in 13M," he reported, taking the offered cushion.

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

"I've never had neighbors before," she said, sitting in front of him. "It's nice, I think. My name's Anthy Himemiya."

She stood up and walked over to her cooler near the bed, pulling out a nice bowl of strawberry-flavored shaved ice.

[socialbutterfly]

Minato edged in closer to the table with mesmerized anticipation. Strawberry was his favourite. Strawberries raw; strawberry milk; strawberries and cream; it didn't matter what the form. He leaned forward on his elbows, eager.

"I'm Minato Arisato," he remembered. "It's very nice to meet you."

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

"It's very nice to meet you, too." she said, standing up to deliver his cold treat. However, when she was on her way to give it to him, her ankle gave up and she tripped sideways. The contents of the bowl was sent flying to Minato's direction.

"Ah!" she exclaimed as she landed shoulder first on the floor.

[socialbutterfly]

Time almost seemed to stop. Minato had the acuity of mind to lean back away from the table as he watched with passive nonchalance as the bowl of strawberry ice plopped pathetically infront of him. The reddish-pink water oozed from under the bowl like blood seeping from the victim of a gunshot wound.

He reached over and dipped his finger in that growing pool on the table, stealing a last taste of all that could have been. It really was once a delicious dessert. A moment of silent mourning passed before he looked up at Anthy. "Are you okay?"

...that's beautiful. xD

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Anthy stood up, placing a hand over the area of her shoulder where she fell first. "Yes," she nodded. She made a mental note about Minato's fast reflexes, slightly disappointed the dessert didn't land on him. When she "noticed" it made a mess, she feigned a surprised expression.

"...What a waste! I'm very sorry, Mr. Arisato," she apologized, bowing in that typical, Japanese manner. Then, she pulled out a rag and began cleaning. "I have more, if you're willing to forgive my clumsiness."

:3

[socialbutterfly]

Minato nodded, looking again to the downed dessert. "It isn't a big deal, but let's clean this up first before getting more."

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

"Thank you." She nodded. She picked up the bowl and placed it on top of a placemat and began cleaning the mess up. She handed Minato some towels and took a bucket from under her bed, diligently cleaning it up.

[dofaye.livejournal.com]

Jules was just as worried about being attacked by strangers as he had warned others be be, but it was horribly hot and ice seemed like a more trustworthy way to cool down than whatever other methods Death City might have to offer. Soon after talking to the pleasant-sounding young lady upstairs, he wandered to her room and carefully knocked on the door.

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Anthy quickly opened the door and allowed Jules to come in. "Good day," she greeted him with her usual smile.

[dofaye.livejournal.com]

"You haven't had any shady characters visiting, have you?" he asked as he entered the apartment, still concerned that such a sweet and generous girl would be taken advantage of.

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

"None so far," she replied. She gestured him to sit down on one of the pillows around the table. "My name's Anthy Himemiya, sir."

[dofaye.livejournal.com]

Jules smiled gently at her and took a seat, briefly wondering what she might have against chairs. "And I'm Jules de Ferrier, Miss Himemiya. You know, I don't believe I've ever had shaved ice."

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Anthy took a seat in front of him. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. de Ferrier. You seem to be quite the gentleman."

She opened the cooler and started looking for a good bowl. When Jules mentioned he has never had shaved ice before, she served him a good, hot sauce flavored one. "They're very good."

[dofaye.livejournal.com]

"Thank you, miss," Jules responded, "I do try." He didn't notice what Anthy had used to flavour his snack, but he imagined that it was something tasty. "Do you make this often? It looks perfect for the summertime."

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

"Why, yes, actually! I usually make it for dinner. It's my specialty," she said cheerfully, as if making shaved ice was something to be proud of. She pulled her bowl closer and finished what's left.

[dofaye.livejournal.com]

"Really? It doesn't look particularly filling, but..." With that, Jules took a bite of the shaved ice. The flavour was, for lack of a better word, horrible, as if Anthy had put together two things that didn't belong in the same bowl at all. Still, he forced himself to smile and wondered if it would be too odd to ask for some water with his ice.

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Anthy started making some tea, smiling as she stirred the liquid in her cup. She was amused at how Jules decided to be polite about it; he really was a gentleman. "Would you like some tea, mister?"

[dofaye.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please," Jules managed to answer. Hopefully he didn't sound as desperately happy to hear the offer as he felt.

[prydefulsoul.livejournal.com]

Kitty walked over to the room and stood at the door for a moment. Anthy had offered shaved ice and even if she didn't respond to her previous post, she could still have some, right? Anyway, she just wanted to meet some more people. Things were so exciting back home that even with a war and a psycho on the loose, she was a bit bored.

She knocked on the door.

[doormatting.livejournal.com]

Anthy opened the door, smiling at her new guest. "Good day," she greeted her. She gestured for her to come in and sit down on one of the pillows around the table.