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[ukakus]

Who: Touka Kirishima (ukakus) and you!
When: OOC: 5/15 - 5/21 / IC: 7/7 - 7/10
Where: Residential District, Metro Rail Station, Gymnasium, a random coffee shop.
What: Obvious post-canon update log. Amazing.
Rating/Warning: Possible Tokyo Ghoul:re spoilers in the threads.

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OPTION A: RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT (7/7, POST-INTRO LOG)

[Standing in front of an apartment, there is one (1) young woman. Maybe you're on your way to check up on a friend. Maybe you're on your way in/out of your own apartment. Or, maybe, you're just a weirdo who likes to take pleasant walks through random apartment buildings. Whatever the case may be, it doesn't change the fact that she's still standing there. Also doesn't change the fact that she may or may not be starting to creep you out, considering she doesn't seem to keen on opening the door. In fact, she seems to be pretty content staring blankly at the card in her hand.

Weirdo.

In any case, feel free to bug her for... whatever reason. Maybe she's standing too close to the middle of the hallway and kind of blocking your way? Or maybe you live on this floor, and distinctly remember someone younger and grumpier looking living in that particular apartment. This multiple choice adventure is in your hands, friend.]

OPTION B: METRO-RAIL STATION (7/8)

[So. Coffee vending machines. Always speedy, reliable, and available for those who need a quick fix while waiting to catch the next train, right? Right.

Touka is just going to slide her card. Press a button to select "black coffee". Wait. Watch as her cup is prepared. Open the hatch. Remove the cup. And then... peer inside.

It's a cup of hot water.

Amazing.]

... You're joking.

[SIGHS, WOEFULLY. She should have seen this coming??? Yeah.

Just gonna toss it out, despite being about a yard away from the trash can. Here's to hoping it doesn't hit the rim and accidentally spill over, falling on someone's foot. Or leg. Or arm. Or — you get the point.]

OPTION C: GYMNASIUM (7/9)

[You know those weird as heck exercise balls? Well. Here's one of them. And here is Touka, making use of it.

She's doing pretty well, all things considered. Aces those roll-ins, masters those push-ups, pretty much owns those bridges, and so forth. You get the idea. It looks like she's got a really good handle on using the exercise ball in her work-out routine — until she gets to the back extensions. One, two, three back extensions in... and then the ball proceeds to roll out from under her.

Her face hits the ground with a pretty nasty sounding thwack. Goodbye, dignity. It's not like she needed it to survive or anything.]

OPTION D: COFFEE SHOP IN THE MIDDLE OF HECKING NOWHERE (7/10)

[Working for someone else after being your own boss is super weird, but here she is. It's not like she can quit without there being any financial repercussions right now, so. Not much else to do but grin and bear it. Should your character be a customer entering the coffee shop, she'll greet you from behind the counter with a friendly smile.]

Welcome! Let me know when you're ready to order.

[And if you happen to be a returning customer, or even a regular... well. Maybe you recognize her. Wasn't she a little younger the last time you were here? Huh.]

WILDCARD (7/7 - 7/10)

[Remix one of the above scenarios or make up your own! Go wild.]

Comments

c! hello new wife

[kirkwalled]

[ hawke's off to the side near the more heavy duty equipment, not really paying much attention as she focuses on pull ups at the moment. she's in a tank top and shorts, sneakers on her feet and incredibly sweaty as a result of working out for a while now. this is just, y'know, the usual.

but then, chin over the bar, eyes roaming aimlessly across the gym, she witnesses the rather attractive woman she saw coming in earlier... faceplant on the ground. ouch. hawke gives a bit of a grimace, watching the woman for a moment and also watching as the exercise ball slowly rolls to a stop at hawke's feet. ]

Huh.

[ she picks up the ball then and just heads back over to where touka is, stopping when she gets close and clearing her throat. hi touka, have this buff and scarred up loser who legit has real human blood on her nose at the moment. the aesthetic is important, okay. ]

Seems you've misplaced something, serah. I mean, aside from your dignity.

time to file for divorce

[ukakus]

[Someone saw her faceplant on the ground. That's lovely. Really. Just lovely. If she had any shred of dignity left, it's all gone now.

She tries not to let her embarrassment show as she picks herself off the ground, dragging herself into a sitting position when Hawke approaches. At least... she's not going to have to stand up and grab her ball, which is good. There's a bright side to everything if you try hard enough. Probably.]

Thank you. [Smiling politely. That sure is human blood on her nose. She can smell it from all the way down here, and it's really not doing her appetite any favors. Awesome.] You wouldn't have seen my dignity, too, have you...?

[Sense of humor!!! Just kill her now.]

no

[kirkwalled]

[ hawke pauses a moment, considering before just... casually looking this way and that. then back to touka, she shrugs and grins, casually dropping her hands to her hips. ]

Sorry, can't say that I have. I'm sure it'll turn up again eventually though, you just have to be patient.

[ what a stellar introduction. still, hawke doesn't skip a beat because she has a Goal here and she'll get to it eventually. ]

But... ah, I have to ask. Are you new here? One of the refugees? Your face isn't quite familiar.

[ukakus]

[Yeah, no. She would laugh if she could, but seeing as how she's in front of a stranger and that would be really weird, she refrains. Settles for smiling, like she just remembered a joke with a stupidly shitty punchline. That kind of thing.]

Ah... no. I'm not new. [If only.] I've been stuck here since November, actually.

[Too long. Someone blow the three dumb groups up and get them home already, thanks.]

a

[cutlery]

[ Really, what an odd situation.

It's what Sebastian has been thinking ever since he left ViViD and found the situation that had been explained to be true enough. It's completely bizarre, and even to him, it seems quite impossible, and yet... Well. He supposes if nothing else, it is a good thing that he is quite adept at adapting to new situations. So he falls into the motions of quietly fitting in, and so one part of that was an apartment. It took him a bit longer to actually find one, since it was mostly for appearances, but this complex suited his needs well enough.

When he walks to the floor, he gives Touka a brief, polite nod, but he doesn't say anything, since he doesn't want to be rude and interrupt... Whatever she's doing. But as he sets a few bags down inside his apartment and then steps out again a minute later, this time, he pauses at his own door. It's a few down from where she's standing, but he doesn't try to come closer just yet. ]

Excuse me, madam—

[ He catches her attention politely, though his eyes do flicker to the car in her hand briefly before it's back to her face. ]

Is there something the matter?

[ukakus]

[... Well. Looks like a "moment" of hesitation turned into a "minute". Or two. Or three. She isn't sure how long she's been standing here, but it's apparently been enough for this guy to go in and come out of his apartment. Way too long. That's pretty ridiculous. Even if she feels a little uneasy about having to step into her apartment and see all her belongings from when she was 17, it doesn't justify standing out here and delaying the inevitable. This is stupid.

She's being stupid.

None of this is going to show when she glances at him, shoving the card in her pocket as she does. Ugh. Should have used it to unlock her apartment, instead.]

Ah, no. Everything's fine. [Just fine. It's not like knowing all the stuff inside her apartment came from a time before Anteiku ceased to exist is unsettling.] I just got... distracted, I guess.

[Right.]

[cutlery]

[ Distracted? He can't help but wonder about that, but luckily, he's not quite invested enough to really dig into the matter much further than her own explanation. It's probably a relief for her, since he just bows his head politely and seems to accept what she says perfectly at face value.

On the other hand, there is something slightly more important so far as he's concerned, and that, of course, is etiquette. He motions towards her, but more specifically, he's looking to the door. ]

Do you live here as well, or are you simply coming to call? If it is the former, then I hope you will allow me to introduce myself, as it seems we are neighbors? Ah, though if it is the latter, then please excuse me.

[ukakus]

[Thank you, world, for new neighbors who mind their own business. She's just going to plaster a polite smile on her face, the kind that she uses to greet her customers, before shaking her head.]

No, you were right the first time. I live here.

[And if she wants to continue living here, she's going to have to brave her apartment at some point. Unless she plans to ditch her old belongings and go apartment hunting again? That's such a cowardly option it should be considered a non-option, though.]

My name is Kirishima Touka. And you are...?

[So, yeah. He can go ahead and introduce himself. Etiquette is good.]

d;

[undaunts]

[Ruby is definitely not here for coffee. Ruby is not old enough for coffee, she thinks it's way too bitter for life, but...well, coffee shops have sweet snacks and milk, and that's good enough for her.

Ruby may be doing this wrong, but nonetheless she steps towards the counter, smiling in response. She doesn't seem to recognize the new Touka at all, oops.]

Oh, uh, hi! Thanks! [... what does she want, what does she want....... and there's this niggling sense that she's missing something important now, which gives her a somewhat contemplative look.]

[ukakus]

[To be fair, it takes Touka a second to remember her face. Then another couple of seconds to put a face to that name, and even then, she's not entirely sure she's remembering the right one. It's kind of like bumping into people you knew in high school years after graduation. Totally weird and bizarre.]

—Oh, you're... Ruby?

[Did she get the name right? Having nearly four years of memories stacked on top of her time in Cerealia is making talking to people she knows way harder than it should be.]

[undaunts]

Huh...? Yeah, that's me!

[There's a beat as she tilts her head, frowning a little, before it slowly, slowly sinks in.

Ah!!]

Is that you, Touka? You... grew up! [Whoa.]

[ukakus]

[WELL. That sure was slow. She's snorting for a second, but not at her. Just — at the situation. Thanks, CERES.]

Haa... yeah.

[She's going to start feeling old at this rate.]

I went home for a while.

[A very, very, very, very long while.]

b!

[thatdamnknight]

[knights are trained to expect the unexpected! that said, not even the great flynn expects a sudden attack via extremely hot water. the cup bounces off the rim and scores a direct hit on flynn, getting water all over his shirt. where did that even come from??

instead of scanning around for whoever threw that, another and more painful issue needs dealing with first. scalding hot water hitting right in the chest? hurts. better chest than groin, but still painful enough to get a wince out of him. rarely any circumstance exists to take off a shirt in public; this right now? falls under that rare exception and flynn proceeds to quickly do so. the sooner it comes off, the lesser of a burn'll result.]

[ukakus]

[Let it be known to all: Touka Kirishima is not WNBA material.

She planned to leave and try another vending machine after throwing away her cup, but... Yeah. That's not going to happen. She spots the cup bouncing off the rim from the corner of her eye, and then watches it hit this guy on the chest when she turns to glance in his direction. That was, uh. Definitely not what she intended to do. And she's sufficiently horrified by it, immediately heading over to him.]

I'm so sorry. [Offering her cardigan to him, though taking care of any potential burns is more important than decency right now.] Are you alright? Do you need me to get cold water, or ice?

[thatdamnknight]

[they both can overlook decency just this once. luckily, the lack of decency is what keeps the burning to a minimum (maybe he breathes a small sigh of relief as soon as the shirt's off. that was not fun!!). poking at the reddened area on his chest results in it stinging so a minor burn at best. all a litt--

a sudden apology and getting offered a cardigan derails that train of thought. the perpetrator, huh? ah, it's a familiar face! between how worried she looks and how sincere that apology is, flynn can't help but smile in response.]

Thank you, but I'm fine.

[well, almost. flynn holds a hand over the reddened area and a glowing light covers it. when it dies down, the burned spot remains only slightly red. there! not fully gone, but better than it was.]

[ukakus]

[Not a severe burn, she sees. That's good. Even better is the fact that, apparently, her unfortunate victim can also use magic to heal himself. That's a new one. So far she had only seen people use magic to heal others, not themselves. Huh.

She sighs in relief after seeing the result of him using his magic on himself. At least she doesn't have to worry about giving someone an injury that'll last a couple of weeks.]

... That must come in handy at times like this. [Kind of amazed. She's been here for so long, but she can never stop being surprised by magic.] I'm still sorry, by the way. Are you sure you don't need anything?

d;

[adminproof]

[ Saiduq is probably a semi-regular, as coffee shops are nice places to people-watch and eavesdrop, too. wait what Coffee doesn't really have any biological effects on him, but that doesn't mean he can't enjoy the atmosphere of such places.

He looks at her when she addresses him as a customer. ]

You've changed, but you also haven't. Your light, that is.

[ The meaning of the first part is obvious, but the second part isn't. At least, to normal human beings who can't sense the light of other people...whatever that means. ]

[ukakus]

[Things she did not miss while gone: this cryptic bs. Never mind that she couldn't remember any instances of cryptic bs while back in her world, but. Point still stands. And she's still sighing and rolling her eyes at him, though not as exasperated as she could be.]

Right. And what, exactly, is "my light"? [Wait. Necessary addendum:] In simple words, please.

[Please explain it for us normal non-humans who can't sense whatever the heck that is.]

[adminproof]

Simply put, your potential. Flickering and flitting at times, and unwavering at others. It's difficult to see one's own light, much less recognize its uniqueness.

[ His brow is furrowed, as if he's tackling some difficult problem to solve, but then nods, thinking that that answer should be satisfactory.

He opens his mouth to speak once again. What is it this time? ]

...I would also like a regular coffee with cream and two sugars...or perhaps three.

[ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So thought-provoking. ]

a.

[iseaghosts]

[ Sirena had been shopping. She's got a gigantic stuffed sheep, round and huge, and the way she's carrying it she doesn't see where she's going at all. Or any people in her way. So she walks right into Touka.

Or.

Right through her.

That might have felt pretty strange, sorry. ]

Oh, did I just float through something?

[ukakus]

[Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. That was a strange and uncomfortable sensation. Let's not do it again. Ever. In all of eternity.

She's shuddering as Sirena floats through her, and then glancing in her direction once she hears her voice. What the shit, what the hell, what the fuck, etc. She's experienced some very strange things while in this place, but this is now among the top ten "strangest".

Sheesh.]

Excuse me. [Politeness!!! Ugh.] Did you just... float through me?

[In some universe out there, this is probably a great offense. At least it snapped her out of her funk, though.]

[iseaghosts]

Yeah, I sink so. I don't remember.

[ Remember might not be the right word so much as she didn't even think about it. She puts the stuffed animal on the floor so she can see who she's talking to. Oh, cute girl! ]

Sheeple and I were too busy talking.

B

[saudadist]

[ Any regular person would've gotten a good, scalding cup of water all over their new blouse, but Lucy's a tad luckier than most regular people. Luckier only in that she has some extra helping hands to knock such hot projectiles away from her person before they land on her. Of course, the principle of the thing remains, and she's got a very calm fury broiling up as she narrows her eyes. ]

Watch where you throw things like that.

[ukakus]

[Though she's glad the cup doesn't hit her when it misses the trash, more examples of weird as heck abilities aside, the attitude is still a little... ehhhh. Touka has definitely learned how to keep her temper in check over the years, however, so she forces herself to bite back a less than friendly response.]

Sorry. I was aiming for the trash bin, but... It looks like I missed. [Seems like professional basketball player is no longer a career option for her, huh.] You're not hurt, are you?

[saudadist]

No, but it must be a bad day if you're throwing hot water around.

[ Not really a thing she could damn, since she gets that mad sometimes, but again, she'd prefer it not be her. ]