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givesalittlewhistle) wrote in estoria2016-02-05 02:56 pm
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Days Go By [OPEN]
Who: Hikari Yagami (givesalittlewhistle) & OPEN || Iris Hawthorne/Fey (shroudedinsecrecy) & OPEN
When: IC, Mid to late May / OOC, February
Where: Various Locations, specified in Starters
What: Catch-All for Hikari and Iris as they go to school, work, around the city...and each come across their respective masks.
Rating/Warning: None to Start. Will update if necessary
I. - Morning Walk to School (Hikari)
[Careful not to wake the slumbering Tailmon on her pillow, Hikari bade those still at the apartment a courteous goodbye as she headed out for the day.]
[The walk to the local school wasn't that bad. Not much further than her elementary school back home. She'd spent several days memorizing the path, and was pleasantly surprised to learn that it even allowed her to pass by a small cafe. When she was a little early, she could stop and buy an extra baked good for breakfast. And a second one to wrap up and save for Tailmon for later, of course.]
[Otherwise, the eight-year-old child can be found quietly strolling along, her footsteps barely audible against the ground, nearly full backpack slung over both shoulders. Quiet, but with a faint smile on her lips as she tried to think of what she might want to learn that particular day in class.]
II. - Lunchtime! (Hikari)
[Thanks to those ViViD games, on top of her small allowance for attending school (who would have thought?), Hikari had enough left over to spend on a nice lunch for herself. Normally, she would just eat in the classroom...but it was such a nice day outside that day! She wanted to enjoy it!]
[So she found a comfortable area along the grass and placed her things down. Sitting on a small blanket, she reached inside her pack and pulled out what looked like a plastic box. Inside, containing all sorts of delicious treats and a pair of disposable chopsticks for her to eat them with.]
[But not before she pressed her hands together and bowed her head in a habitual show of respect for the food she was about to consume.]
Itadakimasu!
III. - The Park (Hikari)
[Tailmon was usually up by the time she returned home. And eager for a little exercise.]
[Or all the things, they'd found a soccer ball in one of the local stores. Hikari wasn't quite as good or even enthusiastic about the sport as her brother, but there was something about the idea of getting to kick it around for a while--with Tailmon chasing after it in the strangest came of catball and mouse one would se that day--that lifted her spirits immensely. She let out several bouts of laughter as the silver whistle around her neck shone in the afternoon sunlight, not even caring that she was getting a little sweaty or dirty from all the exercise.]
All right, Tailmon, I'm gonna kick it to you! Ready?
[She waited until the feline digimon looked ready to pounce...and kicked.]
IV - The Mask (Hikari)
[She noticed it from Day One.]
[Hikari had always been a rather observant child, even when she was very small. For the blank, white mask to appear within her line of vision no less than...well...every time she looked? Even if it was just out of the corner of her peripheral vision?]
[At first, she thought someone was playing a joke on her. It wasn't funny. Then she wondered if the mask was alive. She tried talking to it. It didn't talk back. She picked it up. No response. She put it back down, and went along her usual way. It followed.]
[That would have been more than strange enough for her, the girl who had a talking cat for a companion and sometimes glowed when she got upset. But then...the mask started to grow feathers. Little by little. Day by day.]
[She was officially confused.]
...does this sort of thing happen a lot?
[She stare down at the mask on the sidewalk in front of her in all its featherly glory, wondering if--perhaps--she needed an adult.]
V. - Shopping! (Iris)
[Dressed in her full priestess garb once more, Iris was on a very important mission that day, which was what led her to any shop she could find that looked like it sold a variety of tea blends. Always with a very specific request in mind:]
No, forgive me. I should have been more specific. I'm...looking for the herbs themselves. Not teabags.
I...like to mix my own blends.
VI. - Work! (Iris)
[And not just for home; once she found what sh was looking for, Iris brought her prizes straight to the Cerea gym, where she had already procured a small tea set. It wasn't quite the equipment she'd had at the Temple, but it was sufficient enough to suit her needs.]
[In between customers, she would sit on one of the floor mats and serenely ground at the herbs little by little, placing the finished products all in separate jars. Labeling them accordingly and testing both their smell and a small dab on her tongue for taste to determine which ones might be best suited for one another.]
[A highly relaxing ritual, but not one that would distract her enough not to notice whenever someone entered the room.]
Hello. Is there something I can help you with today?
VII. - Mask (Iris)
[...was this another game? A non-ViViD game? Because she was fairly certain she had not entered the virtual reality for quite some time. Not that she could recall.]
[Iris stared at the strange, white mask that had been...for lack of a better word, following her, for several days now. It seemed everywhere she looked, there it was. That same, blank expression.]
[Except, today, there was a noticeable change. It had started to...crack. Little tiny fissures breaking through its otherwise smooth surface. And, though she possessed no spiritual powers of her own, and had no explanation for their appearance...she felt a small chill travel down her spin each time she realized the cracks were getting bigger. And deeper.]
Whoever's doing this... [She finally whispered into the air when she saw it sitting on the park bench beside her. Even more cracked than before.] ...please stop. I beg of you.
givesalittlewhistle) & OPEN || Iris shroudedinsecrecy) & OPENWhen: IC, Mid to late May / OOC, February
Where: Various Locations, specified in Starters
What: Catch-All for Hikari and Iris as they go to school, work, around the city...and each come across their respective masks.
Rating/Warning: None to Start. Will update if necessary
I. - Morning Walk to School (Hikari)
[Careful not to wake the slumbering Tailmon on her pillow, Hikari bade those still at the apartment a courteous goodbye as she headed out for the day.]
[The walk to the local school wasn't that bad. Not much further than her elementary school back home. She'd spent several days memorizing the path, and was pleasantly surprised to learn that it even allowed her to pass by a small cafe. When she was a little early, she could stop and buy an extra baked good for breakfast. And a second one to wrap up and save for Tailmon for later, of course.]
[Otherwise, the eight-year-old child can be found quietly strolling along, her footsteps barely audible against the ground, nearly full backpack slung over both shoulders. Quiet, but with a faint smile on her lips as she tried to think of what she might want to learn that particular day in class.]
II. - Lunchtime! (Hikari)
[Thanks to those ViViD games, on top of her small allowance for attending school (who would have thought?), Hikari had enough left over to spend on a nice lunch for herself. Normally, she would just eat in the classroom...but it was such a nice day outside that day! She wanted to enjoy it!]
[So she found a comfortable area along the grass and placed her things down. Sitting on a small blanket, she reached inside her pack and pulled out what looked like a plastic box. Inside, containing all sorts of delicious treats and a pair of disposable chopsticks for her to eat them with.]
[But not before she pressed her hands together and bowed her head in a habitual show of respect for the food she was about to consume.]
Itadakimasu!
III. - The Park (Hikari)
[Tailmon was usually up by the time she returned home. And eager for a little exercise.]
[Or all the things, they'd found a soccer ball in one of the local stores. Hikari wasn't quite as good or even enthusiastic about the sport as her brother, but there was something about the idea of getting to kick it around for a while--with Tailmon chasing after it in the strangest came of catball and mouse one would se that day--that lifted her spirits immensely. She let out several bouts of laughter as the silver whistle around her neck shone in the afternoon sunlight, not even caring that she was getting a little sweaty or dirty from all the exercise.]
All right, Tailmon, I'm gonna kick it to you! Ready?
[She waited until the feline digimon looked ready to pounce...and kicked.]
IV - The Mask (Hikari)
[She noticed it from Day One.]
[Hikari had always been a rather observant child, even when she was very small. For the blank, white mask to appear within her line of vision no less than...well...every time she looked? Even if it was just out of the corner of her peripheral vision?]
[At first, she thought someone was playing a joke on her. It wasn't funny. Then she wondered if the mask was alive. She tried talking to it. It didn't talk back. She picked it up. No response. She put it back down, and went along her usual way. It followed.]
[That would have been more than strange enough for her, the girl who had a talking cat for a companion and sometimes glowed when she got upset. But then...the mask started to grow feathers. Little by little. Day by day.]
[She was officially confused.]
...does this sort of thing happen a lot?
[She stare down at the mask on the sidewalk in front of her in all its featherly glory, wondering if--perhaps--she needed an adult.]
V. - Shopping! (Iris)
[Dressed in her full priestess garb once more, Iris was on a very important mission that day, which was what led her to any shop she could find that looked like it sold a variety of tea blends. Always with a very specific request in mind:]
No, forgive me. I should have been more specific. I'm...looking for the herbs themselves. Not teabags.
I...like to mix my own blends.
VI. - Work! (Iris)
[And not just for home; once she found what sh was looking for, Iris brought her prizes straight to the Cerea gym, where she had already procured a small tea set. It wasn't quite the equipment she'd had at the Temple, but it was sufficient enough to suit her needs.]
[In between customers, she would sit on one of the floor mats and serenely ground at the herbs little by little, placing the finished products all in separate jars. Labeling them accordingly and testing both their smell and a small dab on her tongue for taste to determine which ones might be best suited for one another.]
[A highly relaxing ritual, but not one that would distract her enough not to notice whenever someone entered the room.]
Hello. Is there something I can help you with today?
VII. - Mask (Iris)
[...was this another game? A non-ViViD game? Because she was fairly certain she had not entered the virtual reality for quite some time. Not that she could recall.]
[Iris stared at the strange, white mask that had been...for lack of a better word, following her, for several days now. It seemed everywhere she looked, there it was. That same, blank expression.]
[Except, today, there was a noticeable change. It had started to...crack. Little tiny fissures breaking through its otherwise smooth surface. And, though she possessed no spiritual powers of her own, and had no explanation for their appearance...she felt a small chill travel down her spin each time she realized the cracks were getting bigger. And deeper.]
Whoever's doing this... [She finally whispered into the air when she saw it sitting on the park bench beside her. Even more cracked than before.] ...please stop. I beg of you.
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