![]() "You did say you wanted to deal with this end of all the problems." “I was worried I was going to have to do a more fervent search for you in order to have our scheduled meet-up.” Her footsteps came to stop just a few meters away. "Well, it didn't take that long to find you, brother." Her voice teasing, but filled with some concern. Like Alter was, he was starting to get a feel for the flow of story work. I guess I'm not quite ready to head back yet.Įven if things were going smoothly, that didn’t mean he thought they would succeed with this particular doujin that was being worked on. His lips twitched against his arm, a protest at the thought of going back in there for even a second. Things were going smoothly enough during this loop that he could get some work done for it on the side. That conversation went about as well as I thought it might. Edits, ideas, and it was the last loop, that loop in which he was certain that he’d started taking Alter's scrapped ideas to start a manuscript on the side. Then there were writing-related things running through his head. Too busy and too small to care about the answer to that question. Or was it Alter's hotel room? That was a minor detail he could barely remember anymore. He huffed and thought back to the ladies’ hotel room. He knew he wouldn't, but even still, closing his eyes felt good. He closed his eyes, almost daring himself to fall asleep. He planted his forehead down on the empty space of his table, resting it in his arms. The headache that had been forming in the back of Ritsuka’s head was finally starting to leave. No doubt Fran was going to join them soon. Despite the long work hours the pair of them seemed to be enjoying themselves. Mordred's leg was bouncing from boredom, and she was leaning over the desk, chatting Jekyll up about whatever gossip they had discovered. Jekyll was sitting behind the circular desk in the center of the lobby. Now it was only he, and the other servants who were working on the main floor of the hotel. He watched Ishtar walk away from the fountain a wide grin on her face like she'd won a great victory, chocolate strawberries in hand. An excuse to avoid going back to the hotel room for a few minutes longer. Having satisfied his hunger, he was simply enjoying the last bits of his dinner slowly. The food in front of him was nearly gone, dinner having been served and eaten hours ago. The master huffed again and leaned back into his chair. ![]() If there was any place in the world, where you should bathe fruit with chocolate, it would be here. He could see Ishtar sneaking her way over to it, with a few strawberries in hand, meaning to make a dessert out of them. The quick math of each loop taking about a week. Just like he had seen it every single time he'd also come to eat food for the past month. He could see it from the corner of his eye. There was a chocolate fountain in the lobby, on a long table where the dessert pastries were often kept. I’m already losing track, can't be a good sign. Day.three or four? Ristuka shook his head pressing the palm of his hand into eye sockets as if they could help with their soreness. ![]() Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 214206 Chapters: 8/? Comments: 17 Kudos: 70 Bookmarks: 15 Hits: 6029
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