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npc contact.2
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[a little shrine in the sun... he can do that. maybe he'll see if the shopkeep'll let him have a piece of glass to make a pretty prism with too.]
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[ Even better than a funeral bouquet that'll simply dry out or rot after a week, but potted flowers that can bloom and grow sounds wonderful. ]
I didn't know shrines could be so amazing... I'm so lucky!
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Ahaha! Shrines can be as simple or complex as you want 'em to be -- the one we have for my dad's just his picture and some incense, but that's because that's how Mom remembered him... not the way others did, just as her husband. Yours oughta be fun though!
[because she's a kid!!!]
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Incense makes my nose tickle... But I liked strawberry pocky!
[ It looks like incense sticks, it's good enough ]
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Pocky it is! We'll have to make sure everyone knows not to take a bite out of it, then.
[... okay workshop it is. he'll set her down on a table, you can sit here and be tall with the bowl of pudding while he regains warmth in his arm and back in getting some wood pieces to work into a small leaning to the beginnings of medium, open-faced birdhouse-like shrine.
she is welcome to sit and watch him or go mess around with anything that interests her. realizing i said third floor earlier i meant second thanks for sticking with me thus far we will have to go up another one in time but that time is not right now!!!]
Do you wanna grow tulips or daisies around your shrine, Harupyon?
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Hmm... mm....
[ It's hard to choose, and she pulls herself up onto a chair to sit and stare at Subaru making the shrine as if trying to imagine which one would look better. It's hard... ]
Both?
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Both, huh... I think I can manage that.
[ah... he'll need to borrow the garden club's help for a proper little growing thing, but he doesn't think natsume or nene'll mind; they're both helpful, the latter most of all, but natsume does have a personal stake in this little girl's happiness.]
So we'll arts and crafts ourselves some pretty sunflowers, that way they're blooming year round, and we'll paint some honeysuckles on your shrine so they're always vibrant, and the strawberry pocky'll have to do for your strawberries! How's that for a plan?
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[ It's all things that Subaru's going to have to do in her stead, but she can be moral support, coming closer once the main structure is built and sitting close and watching him paint, helping him find colored tissue paper and pipe cleaners and whatever sort of craft materials they need from around the room. ]
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eventually, eventually, haruka's little shrine will be done in form,
painted the colors of her choice as the base, a pretty sunset across the varying surfaces best they can given their lack of red, with somewhat clumsily done honeysuckles in vines around the middle of the shrine (which will become apparent why he chose that in time) and the rectangle surrounding the shrine itself; sunflowers made of pipe cleaner and delicate tissue paper brighten the sky above the shrine and catch the eye easily of whoever dares to look over too, which is exactly the intention.
and sitting delicate within the soon-to-be dirt yard is a tidy wooden plaque, engraved carefully with 晴歌.]
...♪
[subaru's happy with it, even if it's half-done at the moment... he'll finish it up once he gets in touch with natsume, so it'll have dirt and the beginnings of whatever seeds the other can offer, but it doesn't matter if he's happy with it-- it's not his shrine, after all.]
Whatcha think? I've still got a little more to do with it, but this is what's gonna be sitting in your window.
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...looking at it makes me happy. Now I have someplace people will come back to and remember me! Onii-chan will see that I'm okay, so it'll be okay if I leave now.
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I'm glad it tickles your fancy, Harupyon~. What's your onii-chan like? Does he go here?
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Mmhm! He was a student here! He was very smart and very brave and hid me in the library when the school caught on fire! He told me to wait there for him, so I did.
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[wait right until her death... subaru isn't sure if he's mad at her brother for not doing more to protect her or feels sorry for the guy in thinking she'd be safe there -- he knows there's a sprinkler system in the library, so that's probably why, but...]
Must've been pretty scary... I have a friend who's not good with fire now too, Ama-chan, he seems like he gets pretty uncomfortable around it. [he remembers, he noticed, it might just be the magic sort but subaru's careful regardless.] I know why he is, though.
[... hmmmm. subaru will hold out his arms for a hug, and she will understand why he offers it in a second, tone kind and gentle--]
Harupyon, do you know how the school caught on fire?
[it's hard to talk about the things in the past that are scary, or that hurt. but hugging alway seems to make it a little easier.]
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[ She definitely did not feel brave at the time, but it's still nice to hear it now. Mostly, it was scary in the same way the library catching fire early this school year was scary: she had no idea what was going on, and that confusion fed the fear more than the flames.
A little nervous, Haruka approaches for the hug, slow and careful as she wraps her arms around Subaru's sides because she has to position them just so, so that her arms don't phase right through. A tight squeeze of a hug isn't going to be something Subaru can do, not really, and Haruka lets go quickly because she likes to look up at the person she's talking to. ]
I don't know who it was or why... but I heard it was set on fire by somebody on purpose.
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That's terrible...
[he doesn't know who'd set the school on fire on purpose... maybe they had a vendetta against the place? or everyone in it? enough people. another thought tugs at his mind, probably the first one he should've asked--]
But what were you doing here in the first place? You're definitely nowhere old enough to go to this kinda school.
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[ sometimes it's the last day of school and you're about to graduate and you get bold and smuggle your little sibling to school ]
I met all his friends, and got to touch the piano, and I've never seen so many books in one place like in the library!
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subaru sort of hopes his isn't exciting in the least ☆]
Oooh, exciting~. ♪ It sounds like you had a lotta fun before [everything went up in smoke don't say that] it went sideways.
[oh thank god. but brother seems to be a good topic, a happy one, so subaru doesn't mind talking about him; he hasn't had any of his own, after all, and he's wondering why only haruka is here and he isn't at least in the same form...]
Did he like playing piano? Was he a popular sort of dude? What's your favorite book to be read?
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[ Onii-chan is the Best, essentially. This feels like a familiar sentiment, somehow. ]
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He sounded like a stand-up guy~. To be honest, I'm an only child, so... hearing about others makes me kinda happy, and kinda jealous at the same time. I had some friends who were like brothers to me though, even if it's not the same.
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he misses them.]
Harupyon~, how about we put his name on a little plaque too? We'll stick it in right beside yours, so that way people'll remember him like they will you. ♪
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[ He's probably dead. She wouldn't know. ]
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Then why hasn't he visited you?
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Why hasn't he visited me...? If he's dead, he'd be a ghost and he'd be able to see me... But I haven't seen him at all either.
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... Maybe he feels so guilty that he can't face you.
[that's possibly the kindest option he can offer her, and even then it isn't great; the others pick at the back of his brain and he quietly sets them aside.]
Or maybe, [and maybe this is the kindest one, tone brightening up,] he thought you were good and safe and he's already passed on ahead, waiting for you to be ready to join him! It was a pretty bad fire, Harupyon, or so I've heard, so I'm sure he was thinking of the sprinklers when he brought you here during it.
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...oh...
[ if an older kid says it, that must be the truth ]
It was smoky, and my eyes hurt and I couldn't breathe, but the sprinklers never went off... [ would've been nice if it did, despite not wanting to get the books wet, because dying of thirst is a miserable experience, actually ] Do you really think he's not here anymore? I want to go find him...
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... ... ...
he remembers what it was like, at her age, losing someone he looked up to. but the difference here is that he knew exactly where his father went, and what happened afterwards. whether he wanted to or not. it's a blessing and a curse, so he'll crouch more to her height hesitantly, wishing he could do more.]
Well... I mean, this place is pretty weird at times. Someone I was told was dead came right through those front doors not too long ago, see, but she doesn't recognize me at all -- we'd only met once, but it was a pretty big first impression for us both, I think.
[nothing like waking the dead and being the bff of their murderer,]
So... He might be, even if he doesn't remember you, even if you don't recognize each other. The heart knows best.
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