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thusia2012-05-23 07:21 pm
imaginemeandyuu) wrote in thusia2012-05-23 07:21 pm
Entry tags:
- aerta ferham,
- akimoto kaori,
- akimoto natsume,
- chrono (pg),
- chrysos kineas,
- dash (aella),
- diarmuid ua duibhne (lancer),
- kirigiri kyouko,
- lenalee lee,
- raven,
- shinonome kon (ace) (pg),
- tempest,
- {cadfael espeni},
- {giancarlo bourbon del monte},
- {gilgamesh (epic)},
- {kanda yuu},
- {katou yue (clue) (pg)},
- {luchino gregoretti},
- {ryougi shiki},
- {shattered wisdom},
- {wonderella (persona) (pg)},
- • days 040-049,
- ★ allen walker (pg),
- ★ alma karma,
- ★ kanda yuu (pg),
- ★ noric pellaeon
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Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon/early evening
Where: Anywhere
What: Mingling
[This is a mingle! GO WILD.]
When: Day 49, Late afternoon/early evening
Where: Anywhere
What: Mingling
[This is a mingle! GO WILD.]
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Of course. What did you want to hear about, dear?
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Anything. Whenever I travelled, it was always because of war. We never had much of a chance to enjoy where we were or do anything for fun. It was really a treat if we got even half an afternoon to ourselves! So if you could talk about the places you been and the things you've seen, no matter where, from the perspective of someone who experienced them for enjoyment, I'd like to listen.
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[ Once they get to the baths, stripping down and folding her kimono at the edge of the baths. ]
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[Lenalee strips down much quicker, not bothering to fold anything so much as get naked and get in the water. Non gender-segregated baths are still a bit weird for her.]
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My, your body is quite nice. It certainly does look much better on you than it did me.
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And you should be proud of it.
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No, I don't think something like that really matters.
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Regardless, I suppose you'd rather talk about stories than chest sizes.
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I'd relate more to stories, to be honest...
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You're very cute.
...Hm. What do tell. Have you ever been to Japan?
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Japan? [...Some worlds truly are very, very different than others.] Ah.
No. It's controlled by the Earl. There's nothing there but Akuma.
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We do not have such things in the world-- demons, yes, but not likely what you mean by "akuma". I was born in Hokkaido, the northern island, many, many centuries ago.
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Now... the place where I was born is called Shiretoko National Park. But back then, there were no "parks", nothing was protected-- the world was vast and wild. I remember there were wolves back then, as well... but they're all gone, now. Hunted, or starved, or simply not enough of them to support themselves-- well, it doesn't matter. My kind was never familiar with them anyway, and hated them almost as much as we hated the hunting dogs of the Ainu tribes.
The first thing I remember is snow. Bright, pure, blinding-- I was only a kit then, so my mother had to cover my eyes for me. ...I don't remember much of her, or my father. Only their scents and the feel of their fur.
[ She opens her eyes again and smiles. ]
I'm sorry. I just went off. Would you rather hear about my actual travels, or shall I go on?
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[Looking altogether quite taken, almost as if she's trying to lose herself in the scene Kaori has described. Faded memories of her parents... aah, she understands how that is. Eventually, she blinks and seems to come back to herself, clearing her throat.]
No, it's all right— you can go on.
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I was like any other fox. I grew, I fed, I hunted. I fought monkeys for their kills and stole dried meat and fruit from the Ainu people. I slept in the mouth of a den with a bear hibernating not a hundred paces away, driven past fear but for the need to get out of a blizzard and warm my paws. My parents watched me-- not like most, for I was nothing but an animal despite the human bodies they took, but in spirit. They protected me when I really needed it-- or so I believe, because there are some things I remember that are hard to explain. ...Or perhaps, they never happened at all, and my new intelligence fabricated them. It's hard to tell.
Hokkaido winters were unforgiving. I routinely woke up trapped in snow, or my nose too frozen to smell, or to the sound of a wolf scrabbling desperately at my den in search of food. Quite a few times I was almost trampled by deer fleeing a predator and clawed at by hawks too small to lift my body away and eat my flesh. But the world was beautiful, in those days-- nature was everywhere, and try as you might you could only just barely escape it by traveling through human villages. Shiretoko... there's a waterfall there, it's been there as long as I can remember, that runs from a deep hot spring in the mountain, volcanic in origin. The waters are glorious during winter-- even as a simple fox, I found myself drawn to it despite my dislike of water, to soak and rest and warm myself. The snow monkeys were always there as well. Once or twice the youngest of them would fuss over my fur before their parents would yank them away.
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It all sounds so different. [Not at all like cities ravaged by war.] The things you're describing... I've never imagined anything like them.
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If you world is ravaged by war and demons, it's no wonder you didn't have time to see these sorts of things. Especially if you fought in it. ...I've witnessed many wars, and could not even bring myself to walk the fields until the dead had been long picked clean or buried and the grass returned, lush and green and fertilized by the carnage. It was heinous. ...Thankfully, by virtue of what I am, I was never pulled into such things. I was free to do what I wished.
[ The steam pictures cease as she speaks about this, dropping her hands back below the water. ]
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It's. Hard to describe what kind of world I came from to someone who hadn't lived in it. It isn't a war that everyone knows about, like some of them are.
[She still talks about it like she continues to be involved.]
The Akuma are... human souls, bound to a metal skeleton by Dark Matter and forced to do the bidding of the man who made them, the Millenium Earl. When someone dies, tragedy follows. And the Earl follows tragedy. He'll deceive people who are in mourning, convince them that he can bring back their loved ones if they only call their name, and when they do... The souls can't disobey the Earl. They'll kill the very person who brought them back and wear their skin as a disguise. Kill other innocent people to get stronger; Level 1, Level 2, Level 3... Exorcists, people who are compatible with Innocence, are the only ones who can destroy Akuma. That's what— I was. An Exorcist.
That kind of war... most people don't even realize something's wrong until they're about to die. It's truly between the Millenium Earl and the Black Order and it's supporters. So the things you're describing to me... they sound really beautiful, you know? I travelled a lot, because I was in war for a very long time and we had to fight, but whenever someone says to me that they've been to a lot of places in their life, I feel like that's different.
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...i didn't get the second notif for some reason.
It isn't comparable. It's true. ...What you're describing, on such a large scale... I've never seen anything like that before in my life.
...I'll show you these things one day, dearest. The mountains and rivers and hot springs. Soon. Alright? And I'll tell you anything you want to hear about. I'm a fan of my own voice, I'm afraid.
nooo what are you doing, notifs
I don't mean to depress anyone, it's just that— I suppose I'm a little jealous of everyone who ever had the chance to see the world in a time of peace. It sounds like something amazing.
Even just hearing about it is nice.
Re: nooo what are you doing, notifs
It's perfectly understandable to have feelings like those, especially considering what you came out of and were thrown into-- this place. Where you can't even experience the outside for yourself without fear of something maiming you be it plant or animal.
...The world was amazing, sometimes. As I said, I can show you bits and pieces of it. The things I remember best.
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