Log: Bianchi and Miranda

[deadlydelicacy]

Bianchi was sitting outside the small Inn on a bench by the front drive, typing on a laptop while she waited for Hayato's new woman to arrive so Bianchi could decide how she felt about the other woman. The sun was high in the sky and the weather was actually nice. She'd had the kitchen put together a light tea, with finger foods and petite sweets. The woman had said she'd be able to find her way to this island well enough. It was only a matter of time.

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[time-exorcist.livejournal.com]

She actually didn't know about the proximity. She just knew that from his accounts, he got sick whenever she was around. Miranda assumed this to mean her cooking, and not her actual presence.

It's like a stab through the heart to hear that the family that both Bianchi and he came from was not a good one. Of course, she knew about the castle and the maids and playing for big parties and things like that, but not the details. "Y-Yes, Bianchi?"

[deadlydelicacy.livejournal.com]

She looks down again for a moment then back up. "Would you perhaps, keep in touch, and just let me know when anything good... or bad, happens with Hayato?" She lifts a finger to twirl a piece of her hair, worrying it. It's very hard to stay away from him, but it would help, if she knew someone would at least keep her abreast of important things. She could watch him from afar and not bother him as much.

[time-exorcist.livejournal.com]

Miranda's gaze softens, admiring Bianchi's love for her brother, even though he was so harsh to her. Honestly, maybe Miranda would have to talk to him about that. She seemed so nice! "Of course I will"

[deadlydelicacy.livejournal.com]

Bianchi relaxes completely at that affirmation. "Thank you." She smiles up at the other woman tenderly. "I should probably let you get back. I've taken enough of your time."

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Blinking, the older woman flips up her wrist, pulling down her sleeve to see the watch. Oh dear, she had been here a while! And she hadn't even told anyone where she was going! "Ah, it's no trouble. If anyone says anything, which I doubt, I'll just tell them where I was. No big deal" Miranda stands, dusting some crumbs off her long skirt.