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yogen2021-11-18 03:38 pm
stubbornhope) wrote in yogen2021-11-18 03:38 pm
(01) wisteria arrival
Who: Satou Kuroneko & (OPEN)
What: New Arrival
When: November 18th
Where: Hallways (lockers), Library, Science Room (outside of)
Warnings: N/A. Will Edit As Needed!
(a) Hallways / Lockers
(b) Library
(c) Science Room (outside of)
(d) Wild Card
What: New Arrival
When: November 18th
Where: Hallways (lockers), Library, Science Room (outside of)
Warnings: N/A. Will Edit As Needed!
(a) Hallways / Lockers
- [After waking, Satou's first instinct is to go to the library. She's certain that she will begin to panic if she thinks too hard about what's happening. The seven tally marks under her wrist itch from anxiety and she subconsciously pulls her sleeve over them. On her way to the library (or, where she mysteriously remembers it may be,) she stops at her locker. 237. Well, might as well check if she owned anything useful.
Unfortunately, nervous fingers do not handle the delicate dial well. She keeps messing up the combination, flinching when she hears footsteps in the hall or other loud noises. After a third failed attempt, Satou growls under her breath.]
Why am I acting so skittish? It's my locker... I'm not breaking in or anything... [She tugs on the lock. It doesn't open.
She groans.] These suck. If I had my magic I'd just blast it open.
(b) Library
- [After confirming that her locker is empty, Satou continues on her way to the library. She's quick to find the reference books and startled to see that only reach the 1990s. Stranger still, she can't find a place to check out the books. She wanders around the library in quiet confusion for a few minutes before deciding to ask for help.
You got this, Satou. It's just talking to a stranger. You like strangers.
... But do strangers like me?
She tries to smile and be friendly when waving to the stranger, but there's a nervous twitch to that smile.]
Uh. Good day! And pardon me, but... Do you know where I go to check out books?
(c) Science Room (outside of)
- [She actually wanted to check out the music room. Playing music would be a good way to get a grip on her emotions, after all. Satou has done a decent job of being as quiet as a mouse, maintaining a polite and dainty façade as she plays the role of "ideal student." But when she passes the science room, Satou catches a glance at the grinning model peering the glass.
And her facade falls as she shriek in fright and swings a kick at the door out of instinct
then crumples to the floor, holding her ankle.]
Fuuu-- auuunnnyaaugh... n-no magic... right... [Without her magic, Satou's just a normal girl, who can't even win a fight against a door.]
(d) Wild Card
- (Hit me up at
B
[She says those words indifferently with a dismissive wave of her hand.]
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[Satou looks at the book again. She had hoped to check it out to read through. Copying down the contents means she'd have to finish it here anyway.]
I don't suppose that photocopies are a thing here..?
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[Some very rude thoughts run through her head.
Satou will not say them aloud, but her face does briefly twist in a way that reflects them.]
Well! That's fine. There will be no overdue fees this way. I wasn't planning to read for fun anyway.
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What were you planning on reading for, then--and uh, what are you looking for?
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I thought that I might cross-check some world events I remember with the ones in these books. I'm curious about that.
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[She trails off awkwardly, tapping her chin.]
Okay, yeah, that is still weird to say even after all these months...
[You'd think that by now she'd be used to it, but it's not something that she's easily used to.]
It seems to be similar to the events back home, up to a point.
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She taps her cheek thoughtfully.]
Up to a point? Are you also from after the 1990s, or do you mean there was a big historical change of some sort?
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[She shifts her weight, contemplating. Then gives a small shrug as she opens up further.]
I had been curious as to why we were in the 1990s, of all places to spend our afterlives. So I was wondering if something significant happened that might explain it. But I guess you wouldn't have an idea about that, miss..?
[... shoot.
Did she just forget to ask this girl's name before beginning to ramble?]
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[Not to mention other things, but she doesn't bring that up right here and then.]
There wasn't any major events in Heisei 11, as far as I'm concerned. Or at least, not anything that make me go "oh, this makes sense as to why this year was chosen". Oh - and it's Inaba. My name.
[Opting to leave out her first name.]
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[Satou has been disappointed that it's apparently November, since that means skipping out on her birthday. But if it means a New Years party is closer...
She smiles, bowing her head lightly.]
I'm Kuroneko Satou. But you can just call me 'Satou,' if you'd like.
Have you been here for very long?
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[She waves her hand dismissively however before she introduces herself and then asks that question.
Immediately there's a pause, and well-]
Define 'long'. But I've been here a couple of months.
[...maybe even longer, if I'm missing more than just a couple of memories, she thinks to herself.]
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[Her smile hides a pang of nostalgia. She would have liked to celebrate Christmas with the Yumeno family or Mikale, but she can work with this too. At the end of the day, Satou is excited to celebrate with someone. She doesn't even have to know them very well.
Before her enthusiasm can snowball into asking Inaba to celebrate with her, she learns something that snaps her back into focus.]
A couple months seems pretty long, mm. I don't know much about the afterlife, but I'd think people would have passed through sooner than that? How weird.
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[Her shoulders sag as she finds herself sighing. Thinking of Christmas kind of makes her feel more lonely, and the fact that she'll be going through both her birthday and a major holiday without the people she cares about... kind of sucks, actually.]
Sucks that I don't even get to do the usual Christmas Eve stuff, but it's not that big of a deal, I suppose.
[Just shrugs it off like that in spite of her actual feelings. It isn't her first Christmas ruined, and she sure doesn't think it'd be her last. Not to mention that her birthday is coming up... man, that's a wild thing to think about. Do birthdays even matter in purgatory?]
Supposedly the whole 'passing through' thing has something to do with graduation. Not that I know the explicit details on how it works, exactly.
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[Her voice trails off. Inaba's earlier words are beginning to sit in.]
Uh. By 'literally' you don't mean like... Christmas murder, do you? [No way!
Unless.]
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[Not in a place where people would hurt him. It'd hurt her too much.]
And yeah, Christmas murder. Since apparently people have so much time on their hands that they just love to resort to killing!
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Satou can't help but pity Inaba. Maybe even empathize a little. She tries not to focus too much on it, not wanting to dump her misery at Inaba's feet. Besides; It's kind of hard to let the murder thing slide.]
That's so weird. We're already dead. Do they really have to rub it in?
[She pouts childishly,] We'll just have to make a normal Christmas party happen.
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[She trails off, her dark amber eyes glancing away a little awkwardly.]
But, anyway - I'll probably pass on a Christmas party myself.
[She's not here for the 'we'.]
If you want to have one, be my guest, but I'm gonna pass.
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[Does Satou look that unreliable? It's true that she would struggle to set up a party on her own, but that doesn't mean it's doomed to failure!
Her shoulders sink, disheartened.]
Wouldn't it be better to distract them with something that's actually good?
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[She was always someone who worked in the shadows, even if she led something. That's why she opted to have someone else be the face for the club - in spite of her leading it a lot of the time.
And why she isn't being the face for some of her future projects.]
Sure, distracting them? Good. But that means I have to actually deal with them and like hell do I want to. Even more so if I end up being the lead coordinator for a party.
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[Satou knows better than to push on these matters. The party won't be fun for Inaba anyway if it's laced with the pretext of being begged to attend. And if the party isn't fun, then the party isn't worth it... It does briefly trouble Satou that she herself knows nothing about parties and probably can't be the host, but that's an issue for the future.
Right now, the disappointed magical girl lets the topic slip away. Best leave it alone, before she accidentally irritates Inaba.]
Who would I be distracting anyway? Do we have weird classmates?
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[Inaba answers flatly with a bit of a sigh, arms crossed.]
There's plenty of people to distract, but honestly if you see the messages on the PDAs, you might get a better idea as to who. Since they ended up outing themselves as killers anyway on the message boards, the dumbasses.
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Excuse me for assuming, but you sound more annoyed than horrified by this? Is there a reason..?
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[Again, spoken flatly; there doesn't seem to be much - if any emotion in her voice.]
Why would there be a reason? Of course I'm going to be annoyed, people are doing murders for no good goddamn reason.
[Well, it isn't as if she isn't terrified, scared, or anything like that - she just hides it well through annoyance.]
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