[action for room 008]

[ragingforces]

[Room 008 in the Manor has a new inhabitant. She's tiny, has red hair that can't seem to be tamed, and is wearing a dress that has clearly seen better days.

The unfamiliar setting gets the eight-year-old looking around the room, eyes narrowed as she curls herself around a bag that's mostly books inside.]

...so, they finally stopped threatening. [With that pronouncement, Tris takes off her glasses, moves her bookbag to one side, and curls up under the blankets unhappily.]

Teru Mikami ~29~ Unwell [Accidental Video/In Person]

[inordertobelieve]

 [Did you order a half-naked lawyer today? I know you probably didn't, but the sight is accidentally caught on your blackberries anyway, because you know that that's how the Author works.
It's not really anything like these awkward-sexy situations though. Sure enough, Mikami is really handsome, but there's nothing really funny about a man who's skin looks like it had been attempted to not be cleaned but completely washed away and separated from the body.
As Mikami gets dressed he seems to notice neither... not that his skin should probably hurt and not that the blackberry is recording. 

He had just needed to get it off his body, off his mind. Everything. The Author's influence, his time here, his memories, the last plot, the dirt, everything was just dirty. It shouldn't touch him, not ever. The neurosis he had been forced not to really act on at all, due to the plots, just backfired badly on him. Not that he actually noticed. It wasn't much of a conscious action, more a part of his personality etched deeply into his soul ever since he had been in school. Get it off, off, off. Keep himself clean of all their influences, everything. It didn't have much use now though.
Picking his Blackberry up without looking, Mikami left the shower room.]