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You wake up a stranger to yourself [OPEN]
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When: IC: 4/10ish
Where: Around the city
What: Yuri goes to work at being a shrine maiden for the first time full of trepidation and no idea what she's doing. Send help.
Rating/Warning: Blanket warning due to the nature of Yuri's canon that mentions of suicide might crop up. See Yuri's general permissions post for more.
[it's someone idea of a sick joke, Yuri's pretty sure. Her uniform is nearly identical to the one she wore in ViViD and she's fairly sure it's not an official uniform. Someone, somewhere, is having a laugh at her but Yuri puts it on with a grim resignation, minus the headdress. That can stay at home, but she tucks her Camera Obscura into her robes. You know, just in case.]
[A]
[She hangs around the shrine feeling awkward, just sort of. Hovering along the edges, trying to make herself look busy without actually trying to do anything. This works for maybe two hours before she realizes how bored she is just sweeping the grounds idly.
She spends her time observing the people coming and going, or just passing by and wonders if she should be trying to encourage people to visit. When she catches someone's eye, she starts in surprise and hastily looks away, but after a moment approaches rather stiffly.] Is there anything you need help with?
[Yuri glaces up again with a semi-desperate look in her normally sad-looking face. It gives a effect not too dissimilar to a puppy caught in the rain. Please give her something to do she's going crazy here.]
[B]
[Bringing her camera to a holy (she assumes, anyway) place probably isn't the best idea. It's entire job is to reveal "impossible" things and anyone sensitive to such things will most likely notice or be drawn to the dark pull of the camera. It certainly doesn't feel harmless or friendly; it's a powerful weapon against the paranormal after all.
Hisoka had warned her to be careful with it. Using it had the potential to create links between its user and the spiritual world, the threat of pulling her under looming wide. But, then, she'd been dealing with worse "what ifs" lately.
Yuri's not using the camera, but she sits off to the side on her break, examining her camera with a concentrated expression. It's not reacting to anything, exactly (there are no hostile spirits at the moment so the filament isn't reacting), but she's debating on if she should start taking pictures in the hopes of discovering something.]
[C]
[Yuri didn't really like using her powers. She wasn't ashamed of them anymore, and Hisoka used her own powers openly enough (and had gone out of her way to help Yuri in harnessing hers') that Yuri felt it might be a disservice to Hisoka's hard work to not use it to help those in need.
Still, it was a constant reminder that she just wasn't normal anymore. She was...wrong, somehow. Different.
I'm not sick anymore.
She clung to that thought repeating in her head. I'm not sick anymore. It wasn't an illness, she wasn't crazy or losing her mind or just reacting to trauma (well, she had that in spades too, she supposed, but that was neither here nor there). She was just... different.
But Yuri wanted to be normal again, just once. Just a little while.
Today was not that day, however, and she listened patiently to the crying little girl who told her about losing a pair of her mother's earrings. She'd been wearing them without permission and lost one. 'Can I have the other earring?' Yuri's asked, patiently explaining that she could use it to track it down. The girl had finally relented, and here Yuri was, activating her powers to follow the Trace to its source.
Activating it didn't mark any obvious physical changes, though Yuri's eyes became a little unfocused. The white 'shadow' of a person walked slowly, following the exact path the girl had been walking and providing a lead. She doesn't keep it up long (using it too long usually caught the attention of spirits and she really didn't want to deal with that right now), and most people don't seem to be aware at all.
Depending on someone'as level of sensitivity they might notice nothing at all except Yuri seemingly following a path that doesn't exist, or a vague feeling of 'something' appearing, moving, then disappearing; or hell, they might see the whole apparition when it briefly flickers to 'life' and starts walking, with Yuri following soon behind it.]
[D]
[She's tired. She'd say 'dead tired,' but somehow that seems like a bad joke she has no right to make.
Her eyes hurt, her head aches a little (she hadn't thought to tell the little girl to keep quiet about what she'd done, and unfortunately that girl had a few little friends who had also lost things and Yuri hadn't been able to say 'no'), and she's starving.
Unfortunately she's not really paying attention to where she's going, her movements sluggish and her head bowed. So when she stumbles, or nearly stumbles, into someone, she wobbles a moment before raising her head.]
Ah, sorry... [A tired mumble and she blinks a few times, trying to wake herself up before she falls asleep on her feet. Using mitori on the mountain had been exhausting too, but the adrenaline of being hunted down by spirits had been enough to keep her awake those nights. She didn't have that sense of urgency here, so she just raised a hand to scrub at her face] I wasn't paying attention...
onerous & uWhen: IC: 4/10ish
Where: Around the city
What: Yuri goes to work at being a shrine maiden for the first time full of trepidation and no idea what she's doing. Send help.
Rating/Warning: Blanket warning due to the nature of Yuri's canon that mentions of suicide might crop up. See Yuri's general permissions post for more.
[it's someone idea of a sick joke, Yuri's pretty sure. Her uniform is nearly identical to the one she wore in ViViD and she's fairly sure it's not an official uniform. Someone, somewhere, is having a laugh at her but Yuri puts it on with a grim resignation, minus the headdress. That can stay at home, but she tucks her Camera Obscura into her robes. You know, just in case.]
[A]
[She hangs around the shrine feeling awkward, just sort of. Hovering along the edges, trying to make herself look busy without actually trying to do anything. This works for maybe two hours before she realizes how bored she is just sweeping the grounds idly.
She spends her time observing the people coming and going, or just passing by and wonders if she should be trying to encourage people to visit. When she catches someone's eye, she starts in surprise and hastily looks away, but after a moment approaches rather stiffly.] Is there anything you need help with?
[Yuri glaces up again with a semi-desperate look in her normally sad-looking face. It gives a effect not too dissimilar to a puppy caught in the rain. Please give her something to do she's going crazy here.]
[B]
[Bringing her camera to a holy (she assumes, anyway) place probably isn't the best idea. It's entire job is to reveal "impossible" things and anyone sensitive to such things will most likely notice or be drawn to the dark pull of the camera. It certainly doesn't feel harmless or friendly; it's a powerful weapon against the paranormal after all.
Hisoka had warned her to be careful with it. Using it had the potential to create links between its user and the spiritual world, the threat of pulling her under looming wide. But, then, she'd been dealing with worse "what ifs" lately.
Yuri's not using the camera, but she sits off to the side on her break, examining her camera with a concentrated expression. It's not reacting to anything, exactly (there are no hostile spirits at the moment so the filament isn't reacting), but she's debating on if she should start taking pictures in the hopes of discovering something.]
[C]
[Yuri didn't really like using her powers. She wasn't ashamed of them anymore, and Hisoka used her own powers openly enough (and had gone out of her way to help Yuri in harnessing hers') that Yuri felt it might be a disservice to Hisoka's hard work to not use it to help those in need.
Still, it was a constant reminder that she just wasn't normal anymore. She was...wrong, somehow. Different.
I'm not sick anymore.
She clung to that thought repeating in her head. I'm not sick anymore. It wasn't an illness, she wasn't crazy or losing her mind or just reacting to trauma (well, she had that in spades too, she supposed, but that was neither here nor there). She was just... different.
But Yuri wanted to be normal again, just once. Just a little while.
Today was not that day, however, and she listened patiently to the crying little girl who told her about losing a pair of her mother's earrings. She'd been wearing them without permission and lost one. 'Can I have the other earring?' Yuri's asked, patiently explaining that she could use it to track it down. The girl had finally relented, and here Yuri was, activating her powers to follow the Trace to its source.
Activating it didn't mark any obvious physical changes, though Yuri's eyes became a little unfocused. The white 'shadow' of a person walked slowly, following the exact path the girl had been walking and providing a lead. She doesn't keep it up long (using it too long usually caught the attention of spirits and she really didn't want to deal with that right now), and most people don't seem to be aware at all.
Depending on someone'as level of sensitivity they might notice nothing at all except Yuri seemingly following a path that doesn't exist, or a vague feeling of 'something' appearing, moving, then disappearing; or hell, they might see the whole apparition when it briefly flickers to 'life' and starts walking, with Yuri following soon behind it.]
[D]
[She's tired. She'd say 'dead tired,' but somehow that seems like a bad joke she has no right to make.
Her eyes hurt, her head aches a little (she hadn't thought to tell the little girl to keep quiet about what she'd done, and unfortunately that girl had a few little friends who had also lost things and Yuri hadn't been able to say 'no'), and she's starving.
Unfortunately she's not really paying attention to where she's going, her movements sluggish and her head bowed. So when she stumbles, or nearly stumbles, into someone, she wobbles a moment before raising her head.]
Ah, sorry... [A tired mumble and she blinks a few times, trying to wake herself up before she falls asleep on her feet. Using mitori on the mountain had been exhausting too, but the adrenaline of being hunted down by spirits had been enough to keep her awake those nights. She didn't have that sense of urgency here, so she just raised a hand to scrub at her face] I wasn't paying attention...
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That said:] If she was your friend, she probably didn't think that, yeah?
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I don't know. I suppose... [She thinks of Hisoka's journal entries. Maybe I'm drawn to Yuri, and she to me, because we are both fighting against the current.
She thinks, in some bitter part of her mind, that she's supposed to be a redemption for Hisoka. She wonders, too, if she can live up to that expectation.] I don't want to disappoint her, that's all.
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[A lose-lose situation... Or at least nowhere near as solid as he's sure many people would like for it to be.
But since he's a very tactile existence, he reaches out after that, lightly touching Yuri's shoulder - a very brief touch though, since he can also tell she's probably the exact opposite of tactile.]
If you do your best, that's all anyone can ask for, right? ...Something like that, anyway. Haruji says stuff like that a lot. [He still has trouble getting it, but it sounds like a nice thing that Yuri might need to hear.]