Training and application of the mind(Natsume thread)

[Anastasia]

"Let's see....Amiru....Ami...we do have an Ami listed with a Sakura Mizuno," the operator replies, giving yout he numer.

[Midnight Sun]

After a thank you and hanging up the phone, Natsume stares at the number she scrawed on the nearest piece of paper she could find.

"Maybe I should call now...just to make sure I have the right number...," she says to herself. "Its not like I'll talk to her...I'll just say I wanted to make sure it was the right number...thats all. I'm sure she won't mind..."

It did not seem to take much effort to convince herself of anything, since she suddenly found herself dialing the numbers...slowly...one by one....

[Anastasia]

Indeed, your fingers seem to defy your mind again. At least this time, it's only to dial a phone number.

Ring...Ring...Ring...

"Mizuno residence," is the answer, a male voice picking up. Sounds kind of familiar, though.

[Midnight Sun]

"H..hello," she started. So far so good. "I...was wondering i...if Ami...was home..errr...yeah."

Guh, why was she having such a hard time simply asking if she was home?!

"Oh, th...this is Natsume," she adds on quickly. "Kusanagi Natsume, I...think she's knows my name...I hope."

And the winner of the Semi-Annual Twit of the Year Award goes to.....

[Anastasia]

OOC - Haru-chan! Let's give her a big hand!

Fuck, I should at least only insult her viciously on IRC. <_<

IC -

"Natsume?" the voice picks up a notch gently. "This is Artemis. How are you doing since Tuesday, anyway? Feeling better?"

[Midnight Sun]

"Oh, Artemis! I'm sorry I didn't recognize your voice right away!" Natsume says, a wave of relief washing over her, at least for the moment. "Yes, I've been doing fine. Just a bit of rest and I was as good as new."

[Anastasia]

"That's good to hear," he says kindly, going on. "We were worried, since everyone was worn from that mess." Going on further without giving you a word in, "I don't know if you've heard, but the woman Celcia was using looks to be recovering. Good news there."

[Midnight Sun]

"Yes, that's great news! That poor woman deserves another chance," Natsume agrees. "Ummm...I was wondering...how Ami was doing. Is she okay?"

[Anastasia]

"Ami? She's doing...alright," he says, slightly more guarded now. "She's still recouperating, but it's nothing that should last much longer.

Though, regardless....Thanks for the help there. Never got a chance to say so, and you made sure Ami stayed safe from that Oxyite statue."

[Midnight Sun]

"It was no problem at all, really," Natsume says, hoping Artemis would not somehow see the blush on her face. "I was glad to help."

She cleared her throat before continuing.

"Umm...well...if you could, can you tell Ami I called?" she says. "I..was kinda worried...and...I wanted to see if she was okay...uhhh...yeah."

[Anastasia]

"Sure...If you give me your number, I'll have her call you back when she feels up to it," he offers. "Oh, and that reminds me...you know Usagi? We should go talk to her about this...she'd probably want to know."

[Midnight Sun]

"Oh, of course," Natsume says before giving Artemis her number. "Yes, I do know Usagi. She and I talked at length recently...I told her all about the encounter at the mall."

[Anastasia]

"Oh...in that case, I suppose I might see you when you or Ami visits," he says cheerfully enough. "If you're feeling better...I'll let you go," he says, making to hang up.

[Midnight Sun]

"Uhhh..yeah, bye," she manages to get out before Artemis hangs up. With a deep sigh she hangs the phone on her end. "At least I know I got the right number."

It also seemed Ami was okay, according to Artemis. That was great news.

'I would've liked to hear her voice though...,' she thinks idly, before quickly slapping herself out of her stupor. "ANYWAY, I'd better get to the dojo. Grandfather likely wants to start soon."

[Anastasia]

OOC : Snicker, snicker, snicker.

IC:

A little bit of time passes befor Grandfather comes to the dojo. NOdding once as he enters, "Natsume, are you more prepared now," he asks, getting right to business.