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estoria2016-06-06 12:54 pm
pseudonyms) wrote in estoria2016-06-06 12:54 pm
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[open] And as you know I have a gigantic heart
Who: Rise Kujikawa and OPEN!
When: 7/19-7/23 (IC) aka event-time!
Where: Various prompts
What: It started with a goat. Then it all just went downhill from there. AKA Rise Kujikawa and the mysterious memories event.
Rating/Warning: N/A for now, will update if needed
[It started with a goat. Honestly, at first she thought that she'd dreamed it, that maybe it was just an extension of the white feathers she saw in her dreams recently but no. She wakes up and there sure is a wispy little goat at the foot of her bed. She stares…and the goat bleats flatly at her. It's a sad-looking thing, but as she tries to get closer it seems to disappear immediately.
Wow. That's weird.]
A.) is for Academy
[It's a normal school day. With everyone back from the dead and her worries a little more at ease, she can concentrate a little easier. It's quiet in the Study Hall period of the day and she's working on some homework when she spots the goat out of the corner of her eye…approaching a wastebasket. She hasn't realized it can't change much of the world around them, but she'll get that memo as soon as she gets up and stealthily tries to approach the animal.
Of course, the goat suddenly moves and it startles her and her arms suddenly pinwheel as she yells, trying to balance on her high heels so she doesn't bite the dust. Are you going to catch her? Let her fall? Fall with her? Sorry about all of that.]
B.) is for Bad Places Rise Shouldn't Wander
[This goat is seriously way more trouble than it's worth. She's not sure where it came from or why it's in such poor condition, but she's taken to following it around the colony to make sure it doesn't get too far out of her sight. It's for that reason she doesn't even realize she winds up right in the middle of the Pleasure District. The goat's paused, and if it's possible it gives her a knowing look despite its lack of real expression.
(Is it possible that this goat knows about her dungeon?)
She ends up in a staring contest with the goat, narrowing her eyes when she realizes she's standing in front of a love hotel.]
Don't even think about it. [She sure was talking to the goat, but it's not that hard to overhear her.]
C.) is for Cafe
[Everything is exhausting. She's sprawled over a chair almost ungracefully and that goat hovers around near her feet, but at least its not moving. On occasion, she'll be writing neat lines in a notebook and sipping her tea, though she frowning in concentration. There's an extra chair at her table though. Feel free to ask if you can join her or even be nosy about what she's doing, she won't mind.
On the other hand, if you're a friend or even someone she recognizes, she'll look up and smile brightly before pushing the chair out with her foot.]
Hey, over here!
D.) is for Dancing Games
[Sometimes Rise likes to play games. Sometimes Rise likes to use the game station to practice and when she gets bored of dancing in her room this is the next best thing. However, she's found at the game center today in front of one of the dancing games, and as she watches the colorful arrows fall across the screen she's continually missing and whines in frustration.]
Ugh, come on! This should be really easy! [And it would be…if she actually remembered how to dance. It's like all memories and coordination have left her and she's left trying really hard to fix that. Help her? Challenge her? Question her?]
E.) is for Everything Else!
[If you want to run into her while she's out shopping, at work as a model/karaoke star/tofu connoisseur, or if housemates want to do apartment shenanigans here you go!]
[ooc: ALSO if you have a preference on your type of memory please let me know! Otherwise I will be randomizing. Thank you!]
When: 7/19-7/23 (IC) aka event-time!
Where: Various prompts
What: It started with a goat. Then it all just went downhill from there. AKA Rise Kujikawa and the mysterious memories event.
Rating/Warning: N/A for now, will update if needed
[It started with a goat. Honestly, at first she thought that she'd dreamed it, that maybe it was just an extension of the white feathers she saw in her dreams recently but no. She wakes up and there sure is a wispy little goat at the foot of her bed. She stares…and the goat bleats flatly at her. It's a sad-looking thing, but as she tries to get closer it seems to disappear immediately.
Wow. That's weird.]
A.) is for Academy
[It's a normal school day. With everyone back from the dead and her worries a little more at ease, she can concentrate a little easier. It's quiet in the Study Hall period of the day and she's working on some homework when she spots the goat out of the corner of her eye…approaching a wastebasket. She hasn't realized it can't change much of the world around them, but she'll get that memo as soon as she gets up and stealthily tries to approach the animal.
Of course, the goat suddenly moves and it startles her and her arms suddenly pinwheel as she yells, trying to balance on her high heels so she doesn't bite the dust. Are you going to catch her? Let her fall? Fall with her? Sorry about all of that.]
B.) is for Bad Places Rise Shouldn't Wander
[This goat is seriously way more trouble than it's worth. She's not sure where it came from or why it's in such poor condition, but she's taken to following it around the colony to make sure it doesn't get too far out of her sight. It's for that reason she doesn't even realize she winds up right in the middle of the Pleasure District. The goat's paused, and if it's possible it gives her a knowing look despite its lack of real expression.
(Is it possible that this goat knows about her dungeon?)
She ends up in a staring contest with the goat, narrowing her eyes when she realizes she's standing in front of a love hotel.]
Don't even think about it. [She sure was talking to the goat, but it's not that hard to overhear her.]
C.) is for Cafe
[Everything is exhausting. She's sprawled over a chair almost ungracefully and that goat hovers around near her feet, but at least its not moving. On occasion, she'll be writing neat lines in a notebook and sipping her tea, though she frowning in concentration. There's an extra chair at her table though. Feel free to ask if you can join her or even be nosy about what she's doing, she won't mind.
On the other hand, if you're a friend or even someone she recognizes, she'll look up and smile brightly before pushing the chair out with her foot.]
Hey, over here!
D.) is for Dancing Games
[Sometimes Rise likes to play games. Sometimes Rise likes to use the game station to practice and when she gets bored of dancing in her room this is the next best thing. However, she's found at the game center today in front of one of the dancing games, and as she watches the colorful arrows fall across the screen she's continually missing and whines in frustration.]
Ugh, come on! This should be really easy! [And it would be…if she actually remembered how to dance. It's like all memories and coordination have left her and she's left trying really hard to fix that. Help her? Challenge her? Question her?]
E.) is for Everything Else!
[If you want to run into her while she's out shopping, at work as a model/karaoke star/tofu connoisseur, or if housemates want to do apartment shenanigans here you go!]
[ooc: ALSO if you have a preference on your type of memory please let me know! Otherwise I will be randomizing. Thank you!]
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And just what does that mean?
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[At least Leon's as implacable as ever. Unfortunately for the both of them, even as he explains himself, his skittish black cat is trailing along--and skittering right into Rise's path.]
You are not well suited to standing on the sidelines when something needs to be done. You are too meddlesome for that.
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I gained powers that could help people, so why wouldn't I use them? Isn't that kind of like being a knight? You do things because it's your duty.
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He's nodding along, and he responds with a simple:]
I suppose so. Though you did not take an oath of duty, so that still makes you meddlesome as well.
[But admittedly it might be hard for Rise to hear, because that's when the cat is brushing against her. And that's when she'll see Leon's memory.
It's warm. The sun is shining, and in a large, spacious dining room, Leon sits at the table, poring over a report. He looks to be younger--8 or 9, perhaps--but even so, he's working on this report with single-minded determination--until someone else steps into the room. The woman bears a striking resemblance from Leon, but they don't act like family in the least, and from the way she's in a maid uniform, it's very clear she's part of the staff for this manor.
But she steps in, placing a cup of tea before Leon with a smile, and a simple, "Here you are, Emilio."
He looks up from his work at that, and he smiles, and it's an unfettered expression, without any of the hesitations he'd usually have. There's no scowl or flat expression present--not in Marian's company.
"Thank you, Marian," he responds, properly and politely, but clearly with sincerity. She nods then, shifting as if to go... but his expression wavers then, and she catches it, and decides to stay. So instead she moves to Leon's side, and she asks gently about his work, and he brightens again and is able to explain to her what his studies are about--but most of all it's clear that he's just happy that she's there, and she's happy to be there for him in turn.
...As for in Cerealia, Leon's realizing that the feeling of nausea and vertigo is becoming far too common, and he has to clench his hands into fists, dragging in a sharp breath through his nose as he tries to steady himself.]
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And then she screamed internally because he was an adorable little boy. Okay in all seriousness, it's very surreal to be watching something like this. She knew Leon grew up under an influential family as he's told her himself once upon a time. She understands being alone like this and for a moment she's not sure what she's seeing until the woman appears. She looks a lot like him, of course, but she's hired help.
More than anything it surprises her that he's being addressed by a name that isn't Leon. A pseudonym? No, wait, if anything Leon must be the nickname, but it's still uncertain how that came to be. Whoever his Marian is is clearly someone he's close to, someone he cares about deeply and it both makes her so happy to see that he used to be happy and breaks her heart to know that this isn't the same boy she knows in Cerealia. So...what had happened?
When she finds herself back in the colony she looks at Leon with the most perplexed look on her face, frowning a little to herself. While Leon might not be great at the friendship thing, she does approach him without touching him.]
...come sit down, okay? Just for a few minutes until you're ready.
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[He's not aware of what she's seen, but he is aware that she saw something; by now he's figured this out plenty. It doesn't make him happy in the least, but all he can really do is stand there, dragging in a few shaky breaths as he tries to fight off the nausea through pure willpower.
Which is a very Leon thing to do.
Give him a moment.]
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But he waits until Rise leaves before he finally slumps a little, breathing in deeply and taking a moment to try to combat the nausea on his own time.
Which means that when she comes back, he's still a little bit like that before he sees her, at which point he straightens immediately.
And grimaces.
Oh. Bad plan.]
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Seriously, will you please just sit down for a minute? I won't even tell anyone that you did. [Leon being sick in front of her shop is bad for business...and she's worried or whatever.]
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[Oh, he got too intense about it and now he feels woozy. Okay.
Okay... maybe he'll....sit down....]
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Five minutes. Okay? That's all I'm asking. The last thing you need is to eat pavement and hurt yourself.
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Oh.
Okay.
He frowns, but mostly just looks away, somewhat sheepish.]
... I'm fine. You have no reason to worry about me, and I am more than capable of taking care of myself.
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I know you are, but you should know that you don't always have to. [...how to approach this...] You weren't always on your own, were you?
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...And then it sinks in, and his eyes narrow. He's naturally a paranoid and suspicious person, and so--]
What did you see?
[He has to know that first.]
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Of course.
As soon as she says the name, the realization lights up his face--and then he grimaces, glancing away.]
... Ah. Yes, well... [How does he even begin to explain that?] Marian was... I suppose, as a child, she was there to take care of me. That is all there is to it.
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No, she was simply my maid. She took it upon herself to look after me, I suppose.
Not that it was necessary. I was more than capable of looking after myself.
[But he definitely can't deny that he's close to her.]
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Do you think you can't be capable of looking after yourself but still have people care about you? [Why else would he be resisting this? (You know. Other than he's Leon.)]
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But then, having "people care about him" is a foreign concept all on its own.]
That I would be capable of looking after myself was simply a matter of course. It is not as though anything else would be acceptable for--
[... A pause, and he grimaces a little and shakes his head. He doesn't really feel like pursuing that thought; thinking of Hugo and his expectations just leaves a sour taste in his mouth.]
Other people have no bearing on that.
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He doesn't get it at all--whether or not people decide to care about him, why they would......]
... Yes, well...
[But really, in the end, he doesn't have it in him to speak badly of Marian.
He could never ever begin to even think badly of her.]
That is because she... [...was special.] ... I suppose that was what she decided to do, even knowing that it was not going to be of any use to her.