estoria | [OPEN] I'm in here

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!

[ 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. ]

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[he takes that offered closer look, eyeing the cover momentarily. hmm fairy tales. it sounds like a book that estellise would enjoy.]

I will, I don't plan on overexerting it.

[granted, his definition of overexertion is different than most people's. mary doesn't need to know that, however. after a moment, his gaze shifts from the book and onto the one holding it.]

What sorts of fairy tales are these?

Oh! Um-- it's a collection all about the poor young men, or the youngest brothers going on adventures and fighting monsters and saving princesses--

[ GOOD STUFF, and she's very fond of all of it. ]

I don't think I've heard of those.

[then again, different worlds mean different types of fairy tales. amazing as he is, not even flynn can know about all the fairy tales there are.]

Which story is your favorite?

... In this book or...?

[ SHE HAS A BIG LIST, YOU SEE. ]

How about in general?

[TELL HIM YOUR LIST. he'll happily listen. fairy tales will be a nice distraction from the mess all around them, too.]

I like the story about the frog that was really a prince, but a princess had to let him sit beside her and eat her food and sleep in her bed to break the spell. Or the one about the girl with magically long hair who was locked away in a tower...

I may have heard a story similar to the latter one, but I've never heard of the first one. Would you mind telling me more about it?

[why a frog and why would doing all that break the spell?? color flynn curious.]

I'm not sure if I could tell it right... b-but um, I can try. [ Her first time being a storyteller to someone besides birds!! This is important. ]

As long as you're willing to then please do.

[you can do it, mary!! flynn believes in you!]

... [ DEEEEEEEEP BREATH. ]

Once upon a time, there was a princess who lost the golden ball she was playing with in a pond. Hearing her cry, a frog came up to ask her what the matter was, and she told him that her favorite ball had been lost in the water. "If I get your ball back," the frog said, "I'll want a favor granted. For three days, you must let me share your food, sit beside you, and rest in your bed."

The princess didn't like the idea of any of that, but she agreed to it, since she thought he wouldn't be able to find her ball anyway.

But, as it turns out, he did.

"Don't forget your promise," he said, but the princess had already run off with her ball.

[flynn listens silently. ah, so it's about a promise not being kept. interesting.]

Did the princess ever end up fulfilling the promise?

She did, but that was because the frog showed up at the palace that evening. When the king heard what he had done for his daughter, he ordered her to grant the frog's request. So she did, even though she didn't like a frog eating off her plate or sitting beside her or sleeping beside her pillow.

And he did this for three days. Then, on the third night...

[ DRAMATIC PAUSE. ]

[no, don't end it on a cliff hanger!!]

What happened then?

... Nothing happened. He slept on the princess' pillow, as before.

[ Mary. ]

But when she awoke in the morning, she found a very handsome prince asleep in the bed where the frog had been. He woke then, and told her that he had been put under a spell by a wicked fairy, who decreed that he would not return to his true form until a princess had let him share her meals and her bed for three nights. And now that the spell was broken, they could be married and live happily ever after.

A happy ending, then.

[granted, the story has A LOT of flaws but flynn's not inconsiderate enough to bring them up right this moment. unlike some people, he isn't a jerk.]

You're a good storyteller, miss.

Oh! Um-- [ Well, now she's just flustered. ] T-thank you... I just read it a lot.

You mentioned it being your favorite. [his smile widens.] I can see why; it's a nice story.

I think she should have been nicer to the frog from the start, but... I'm glad she broke the curse for him.

Yes, I think so, too. She likely learned to not judge by appearances alone after this.

Right! Even the scary-looking things can secretly be an amazing person.

[ Not all monsters were monsters, etc. ]

Mhm. It is one of the best lessons a story can teach.

[maybe he could tell it to the kids in the lower quarter one day.]

Thank you for sharing it with me.

Thank you for listening...

My pleasure, Miss.

[really, he enjoyed it!]

Should you need any further help in searching for your things, please don't hesitate to call me. My name is Flynn Scifo.

... You can call me Mary. [ Well, it's a good first meeting for once. This is rare. ]

Mary then.

[flynn just brings that kinda luck with him.]

I'll take my leave now. My offer of helps stands should you ever require it.

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