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Just a Couple of Drinks - One - Summer Love

Summer Love. Ingredients (makes one cocktail) 50ml Martini Bianco 200ml Real Lemonade 1 dash Angostura Bitters 1 Lemon Slice "I'll go mental if I have to endure much longer of... this." Kazeon whispered an apology into Rise's mind and shimmered into invisibility. "You know full well I didn't mean it like that, Kazeon..." Rise sulked at her Persona. She could be so touchy about things. Teddie turned away from watching Chie and Yukiko chatting and walked over to Rise, who stood, arms crossed over her chest, frowning deeply. His shoes squeaking impossibly on the grassy ground until he stopped close to his friend and gave her a worried look with

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Three

May 14th, 2011 Sitting cross-legged on the floor in her apartment's living room, surrounded by a pile of papers, notes, and photographs, Naoto allowed herself a pleased nod. Finally, the matter started to take on shape. The confusion she had felt about the case this far was lifting. After reading the police reports on Tatsumi, she had identified the heart of Inaba was still the shopping district, regardless of the many times she had been told it was dead, wasted space and useless since Junes now held everything. Why she still wasted time listening to such rumors … well, in this case the why was apparent. She had nothing else to go on at

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Ten

September 12th, 2011 - Afternoon Naoto returned to the police station shortly after her encounter with Tatsumi. A slow, hot irritation had boiled inside of her since she found he had quietly left the hilltop. How far could she trust him? How far could she trust any of the other teens? How far should she trust any of them? She waited impatiently as her privileges were cross-checked by the Sargent on duty. The prefecture had not pulled her from the investigation yet, so she still was permitted all access she requested for the case. The officers did not have to like it, but they would need to comply. Keeping a cool, expressionless expression as

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Eleven

Receipt Date: Mon, 13th Sept 2011 11:49:40 Delivered-To: ShiroganeYF Subject: Re: Inaba From: Shriogane, Naoto shiroganenaoy@gmail.com To: Shirogane, Y.F. shiroganeyf@gmail.com Grampa, I am sorry I have not been writing a lot. I am starting to wonder if joining the structured public education system was a mistake. I know we both talked about this, and I know it was my own idea. I also fully realize you supported me in this step and I will perform as expected. I cannot seem to connect to my peers. And the attention do I receive is uncomfortable and unwanted. Countless female students leave notes in my shoe locker each day. I am considering the

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Seven

September 8th, 2011 Being inconspicuous leaving the train station had been simple. Remaining such once actually on the train proved onerous. Jaw clenched, cap pulled down so far she could barely look straight ahead, Naoto had attempted to hole up in a corner of the train and work. A bona fide parade of girls – of both first and second years – had made working so far impossible. Every few minutes she had to deflect invites to strolls, testing someone's home-made snack or pointless small talk. Most of them had given up after a while and left. This last group of three, however, would not be shaken. She tried clipped, short replies. S

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Nine

September 11th, 2011 Naoto woke an hour before dawn the day after their excursion. Considering the state of her bed - a pillow on the floor; one pillow crumpled behind her; her sheets and blankets tangled - she must have had very animate dreams. However, as she blankly stared at the ceiling, she could not remember a single moment or image of what her night had brought. Possibly for the better. She slowly pushed herself up into a seated position, running her hands over her face and through her hair. Her still-packed bag was discarded by the bedroom door. Her clothes strewn carelessly between door and bed. She had barely pulled on her pajama to

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Thirteen

... September? ... 2011? Slowly her senses started to report back her current situation. She was on a hard, cold, smooth surface. Perhaps a concrete or metal floor. The air felt both cool and clammy. Possibly a basement. The illumination was dimmed, but it was not fully dark through her closed eyelids. She heard beeps, clicks and humming in the background. Possibly the air conditioning unit of a larger building. Her tongue seemed to have a metallic taste to it. Almost like earth ... or blood. She felt no restrains, not on her hands, not on her feet. The area around her mouth and nose felt unpleasant. Possibly a mild reaction to chloroform. Na

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The Distance Formula - Chapter Twelve

September 13th, 2011 How soon would the provoked reaction ensue, she wondered. Would it, even? So far she had not arrived at a conclusive point in her theory which would allow her to predict the next few days. Naoto decided to be prepared either way and provide copious amounts of opportunity for the kidnapper/murderer to strike. Facilitating them needed to be balanced with protecting herself, of course, without being too inapproachable. Further, she needed to direct the flow of rumor. Showing herself in public today would solidify her work from last night. After getting up, she spent some time depositing her gathered files into the living roo