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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 5, 2018 0:01:21 GMT -5
Having gotten up early the morning after Otomo Katsumi's party, Shosuro Saito recalls that he'd failed to retrieve his mail from the boxes in the foyer of the Teacher's Apartments at all over the weekend. He leaves his residence wearing his usual suit pants and polished black shoes, but rather than a jacket and tie, he's only so far clad in a white button-down shirt with the sleeves casually halfway rolled up. On his way back, he happens upon his colleague Mirumoto Rey , also about in the halls at this hour. "Doctor," he says as he sees her, adding a small bow of greeting. |
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 5, 2018 4:50:41 GMT -5
The Dragon barely has time to hide a yawn behind her hand. Early mornings are her bane, but today of all days she had to wake up. There have been rumors for a few days now that the results of a clinical trial for patients suffering from... Yeah, no one else cares, but Rey has been absolutely excited! She has been refreshing and refreshing the browser, until everything went to Jigoku...
The young doctor had to deny herself a nice cup of tea and a good reading in order to reset the WLAN. But now, still dressed in her pj's with Mirumoto Rey from the most recent Star Clan Wars episode and a pair of supper fluffy porg slippers, she is finally ready to taste how happiness feels like.
But! Saito happens. The young woman returns the bow and smiles warmly. "Sensei! Blessings of a thousand fortunes."
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 5, 2018 7:32:38 GMT -5
"Oh, not all of them, surely," Saito quips with poorly feigned humility. He takes in the young sensei's attire with an amused grin before puzzling out her reason for walking the halls dressed in that manner. Drolly, he continues, "Ah, the ever-reliable campus wifi. I have my own router in my apartment; much more reliable, if you'd care to use it instead?" Secretly, he was a bit surprised to find himself offering his hospitality to the Dragon, but he reasoned it was probably because he needed a palate cleanser after forcing down so much of Otomo Katsumi the night before.
"And have you had rice yet today?" he asks. An opportunity to show of his culinary skills was also a difficult thing to pass up.
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 5, 2018 9:06:37 GMT -5
She doesn't seem particularly embarrassed or awkward with her attire. It is morning. People are still in pyjamas. Wifi stops working. People fix it in their pj's. It makes perfect sense. "Yes, the wifi..." She admits with a small frown. "It's such a mess, I think that I will have to take up on your very kind offer, Shosuro san. I didn't even have time for my tea. So not blessed, at all, I would say."
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 5, 2018 9:41:27 GMT -5
"Then you're doubly lucky you happened upon me," Saito tells her. "I haven't either, and it will be simplicity itself to make enough for two. Come over when you wish, but hurry lest it get cold; I'll leave the door unlocked for you." He chuckles at that for some reason before moving past her to his own apartment, just a couple doors down from where they were standing.
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 5, 2018 10:03:07 GMT -5
Rey follows him. It is the fastest she can do. The chuckle sounds kind of odd to her. Some serious medical/psychological conditions can be linked to such a sign. Her scientific instincts instantly get on alert. The Scorpion might be in a real danger without a proper diagnose.
"So? What will we be having?" She asks. Casual conversation may help the patient unravel himself more easily.
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 5, 2018 22:12:53 GMT -5
"You enjoy eggs, I hope," Saito tells her as they make their way into his apartment. Before heading to the kitchen, he opens his laptop and signs into a Guest account for Rey's convenience. Once there, she can hear the sounds of butter sizzling in a pan almost immediately.
"Might I ask, what internet wonder has captured your attention this fine morning?" he makes light, and to his credit only very slightly condescending, conversation as he cooks. With a knowing grin, he suggests, "New Star Wars trailer, perhaps?"
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 6, 2018 1:57:44 GMT -5
"Yes, eggs sound like a very good choice." The Mirumoto confirms the obvious and silently prays that there will be bacon, too. Who doesn't like eggs in the morning. And who would deny the eggs the enjoyment of being next to some crispy bacon. She logs into the guest account and soon things are just where she left them. Rey barely avoids a pout and keeps reloading the browser window.
"Naaah. I would never wake up this early for a trailer." She thinks of all the times she has tried and failed miserably. "Not due to the lack of effort, but of ability. Today, though, the results of a clinical trial that I'm waiting for quite some time now are to be announced so I had to use the super secret Dragon technique of the one-thousand-alarm-clocks."
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 6, 2018 7:31:47 GMT -5
"I hope you're not averse to pork or polenta either," Saito says, beginning to fry some bacon. "Should be ready in about 30 minutes or so; eggs over polenta in bacon cups." He brandishes a muffin pan, tapping on it lightly for her attention.
"Were you involved in the drug development, Doctor, or is it just professional curiosity?" he makes conversation as he continues to cook.
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 6, 2018 7:52:52 GMT -5
Rey turns to look at the man. "Something in between, I would say. I came up with a technique a couple of years back, the Mirumoto Double Stitches, and in some limited, yet existing cases, the patients were more susceptible to infection than with the common stitches used all over the Empire. This new drug will hopefully solve the issue once and for all. The durability of my technique is too enhanced to be dismissed without trying to solve the issue." She explains and beams. "I am sure that whatever you cook will be excellent, Shosuro san. I'm used to eating my tuna mountained, after all." She jokes a tiny bit.
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