Haruki Suzumiya
10 June 2010 @ 09:21 am
[Action]

[In the likely empty (what with having no manager left to it) Seventh Heaven on this fine day is a boy that many people know and have many varied opinions of. He seems to be in tip-top shape, no injuries or anything, right? His face is distant, however. He looks around the place and then down at the book on the table. He opens it briefly, but then sighs, angered, closes it, and drops it on the floor. He stands, considering leaving there... but then shakes his head again

He also wipes his eyes. He totally just had something in them, not anything else.

Eventually, the boy settles for just sitting down at one of the random tables. not sure he wants to face what he knows must be unchanged, despite his wishes and efforts to the contrary. Not sure he wants to see everyone again because, well... well whatever.

Naturally, this means people can see him or ought to see him. He does settle at a table near one of the front windows after all]
 
 
Haruki Suzumiya
06 June 2009 @ 10:12 pm
[Action/Voice]

...You know, there's a lot of shooting stars tonight. I should make a wish or something. It's less sure-fire than Tanabat but at least it won't take sixteen years. ...Jeez. Sixteen years is a long time.

You guys ever think the sky here is fake? Or is a real?

[...He says this in wonder, almost. This takes place rather late at night. Well not too late, but late enough that the stars are out and he's looking up at them... from the roof of House #10. He went up there with his step-ladder again like when he was mending the roof. He's watching the meteor shower thing tonight]