[OPEN] I'm in here

[immobileyes]

Who: Mary Kozakura (immobileyes) and YOU
When: IC 2/27-3/01
Where: Residential District, right by the not-so-standing apartments
What: Mary tries to dig up things from her fallen apartment over the course of a few days, success is varied
Rating/Warning: None!

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[ It was hard enough, waiting for the water level to go down enough so that Mary could return to where her apartment was (had been) without risk of drowning. Seto's hoodie, the jacket Hiro had given her... they were the only things she'd been able to find at the time, but now she can search for anything remaining from their apartment.

So feel free to come across a tiny teenager over the afore-mentioned days, getting drizzled on and trying to pry up pieces of the smaller rubble - and HNNNNNGHing at the bigger pieces of debris that she can't budge at all - as she hunts about. The stuffed animal she'd received from Lily is gone, the headband from Kaoru and Shiho has been twisted and bent beyond repair when she miraculously finds that... the dried flowers, from the bouquet Elza had given her... no sign of them. All of her tea...

Mary almost wants to cry, but not yet. She just keeps looking.

And don't be alarmed if she seems worn-out when you see her. It's not some weird elemental effect, she's just terrible at stamina. ]

Comments

[overgrowth]

[ SHHHH just pretend he isn't helping so he doesn't feel embarrassed. ]

Well? What are you waiting for?

[immobileyes]

[ Mary's sense of surprise registers first, before her body instinctively moves, reaching out to grab a very damp, dark-green book from underneath the rubble. The pages on the side look to be a runny amalgamation of colors, which means the pictures inside are very likely ruined. But it's still something, and Mary clutches it close, looking up at her helper. ]

Thank y--

W-wait, you're hurt!

[ YOUR ARM?? ]

[immobileyes]

... Who are you?

[ Could you maybe answer that first? ]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[He gives a light smile.]

My name is Jade Curtiss. Local coroner and former military official.

[theshiningone]

Daichi would've thought it was funny. [WHERE ART THOU BFF]

[immobileyes]

Daichi?

[ YOUR POTENTIAL BOYFRIEND, EH-- ]

[immobileyes]

C-coroner?? With dead people?

[ Yes, Mary. All your Cerealian reading has paid off. ]

[deontology]

When you have finished here, take those to someone who is able to clean them and take care of them. You live with Zara, do you not?

[He's a doctor, he can do it.

Otherwise, Sousei just shakes his head and crouches, inspecting the rubble and debris before he gets to working at the larger pieces.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

It would be far too difficult to do my job with alive people. [He chimes with just that. Poor girl.]

[coexistent]

Oh...

[he doesn't have a full understanding of the importance of material items like that; aside from seashells brought to him by xion (and vice-versa), he really didn't have much like that. but the fact they were things from her friends makes it enough for roxas.]

I could help you look... if you tell me what to look for. [he doesn't have anything pressing going on, anyway.]

[theshiningone]

[BRAKES ON THE SHIPPING.]

My best friend. We've been together for a crazy long time. [Too bad Daichi forgotten him where he's from, but that bond would never fade.]

[harepiece]

[oh shit... MARY... Those are all things that definitely sound like they'd either be broken as hell or super super gone, except maybe the little bear. BUT STILL--]

Okay! All right, those should stand out. [EXCEPT THE FLOWERS, RIP IN PIECES FLOWERS. He notices that she pauses after mentioning the books too, so:]

As long as we find those, we can fix them even if they're a little water-logged. I've seen people at the library do it!

[reprizesal]

[... It was worth a try, anyway. Sayo nods and starts to move towards that small pile of chunks. Once he's in front of them, he starts picking and moving them to the side. What will they find? Who knows, at least he's using up these excess energy he have right now.]

[babermetrics]

[He laughs as he lifts the chunk of drywall he'd gotten his hands on and flips it carefully to the side to see if anything's underneath it. No one's ever really said that to him before in so many words, but if he minded the possibility that much, he wouldn't look the way he does.

Still:]

I prooomise I'm not! It's just my style! Y'know, my aesthetic! Just 'cuz I'm punk doesn't mean I'm gonna give a girl any trouble.

[immobileyes]

I-I know that, but isn't that creepy??

[ SEVERELY CREEPY??? ]

[immobileyes]

Um... [ Right, she should mention this, but... ] Who are you, anyway? [ She's certain she's seen him around, somewhere, but what is talking to strangers until they volunteer to help you haul debris-- ]

[immobileyes]

Y-yeah... [ And Natalia now, but she simply nods, successfully rendered obedient under his firm tone. But she'll also go for the smaller chunks of rubble, so Sousei doesn't think she's slacking!! ]

[immobileyes]

R-really? I thought if the ink bled, they'd be ruined...

[ Oz, please instill a new sense of hope in her, that all of her beautiful boy-on-boy stories will still be intact.

And, you know. Textbooks. Those are important too. Sure. ]

[immobileyes]

So I have to spend a long time with you to think you're funny?

[ She says this, mostly honestly, but also because she doesn't want to make him sad. If his best friend is here, she's sure she would have met him already. ]

[immobileyes]

There's a pink plastic bear... and a bouquet of dried flowers... and a tea set, but I don't think that'll be okay.

[ Yeah, she's pretty sure that's smashed. ]

Books, too.

[immobileyes]

N-nothing! At all!

[ Just hurrying over to a smaller piece to heeeeave it free, and why is everyone still so nice here?? She didn't even do anything! ]

[sewayaku]

[ he'd be lying if he said he didn't expect this sort of reaction. Sighing gently and sympathetically, he reaches out, resting a hand on her head reassuringly. ]

I know. Everything else was filled with your precious memories... Right? [ Zara's tone is soft. ] That is a very sad thing. But those belongings you kept here aren't completely lost yet.

[harepiece]

That depends on the type of book! Some of them are printed in a way that makes it so the ink won't run at all.

[The magic of THE FUTURE... Or just printing presses that aren't from Ye Olden Times.]

They have this special tool that can be used to iron pages flat, too.

[Her boy-on-boy stories will live...! If they can find them...]

[overgrowth]

[ is kanda really nice though... oh well, at least he's helping. he moves pieces of rubble in silence, more or less, without much sign of visible effort, until she makes indication of wanting to stop. ]

[reprizesal]

[Sayo pauses and looks over at her. Right, names. They're important.]

I'm Sayo Samonji. [If it's not at school, she might have seen Sayo around in the streets (while shopping?) or the arcade. He looks at her, wondering if she would introduce herself.]