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melodiesofeternity2018-06-18 01:16 am
promiselisting) wrote in melodiesofeternity2018-06-18 01:16 am
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what a day, what a day
Who: The coffee/attic siblings, Ren (masqueraid) and Futaba (promiselisting)
When: After the Once Upon a Dream event
Where: Curti Center housing area, along with house B-02
What: For once, the protagonist has maxed out a social link with a girl, they go back to his room, and it doesn't involve or end with him getting laid.
Warnings/Notes: References to Ren's and Futaba's memory forays, so on her side that'll probably include mentions of past abuse.
[ It's. Been a day. It's been a day in a lot of ways and while a lot of them were good? Overall she just. Wanted to sleep for a month. Maybe literally. It was getting to be summer and goodness knew she'd done a summer hibernation the last couple years.
But there are things she needs - or maybe just wants - more than sleep right now. And that includes family. This isn't something you can really just toss curry at. Although curry would help! Food in general might help but curry would help lots more. Ramen would work as an acceptable substitute.
Her mind's wandering a bit.
She'd talked to Ren a bit over the Phantom Thieves linkshell, and she's pretty sure she mentioned wanting to actually like... see him once they finally got back to the Curti Center. And they're back so, here she is. On her way over to B-02. Thankfully Makoto can see the Phantom Thief convos too so she'll probably know that Futaba will be home a bit late. ]
masqueraid) and Futaba (promiselisting)When: After the Once Upon a Dream event
Where: Curti Center housing area, along with house B-02
What: For once, the protagonist has maxed out a social link with a girl, they go back to his room, and it doesn't involve or end with him getting laid.
Warnings/Notes: References to Ren's and Futaba's memory forays, so on her side that'll probably include mentions of past abuse.
[ It's. Been a day. It's been a day in a lot of ways and while a lot of them were good? Overall she just. Wanted to sleep for a month. Maybe literally. It was getting to be summer and goodness knew she'd done a summer hibernation the last couple years.
But there are things she needs - or maybe just wants - more than sleep right now. And that includes family. This isn't something you can really just toss curry at. Although curry would help! Food in general might help but curry would help lots more. Ramen would work as an acceptable substitute.
Her mind's wandering a bit.
She'd talked to Ren a bit over the Phantom Thieves linkshell, and she's pretty sure she mentioned wanting to actually like... see him once they finally got back to the Curti Center. And they're back so, here she is. On her way over to B-02. Thankfully Makoto can see the Phantom Thief convos too so she'll probably know that Futaba will be home a bit late. ]
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that sojiro had seemed so real— and futaba... she hadn't even recognized him at first. as he walked, he pressed a hand to his chest, knowing that it was because of the strength of their bond that he'd been able to reach her quickly. could this be... ʀᴀɴᴋ ᴜᴘ?
he stops, and as he looks up, his hands find their way to his pockets, and his posture seems to relax, finally rounding the corner and catching sight of her.
his tone is warm, as he sounds a relieved— ) Futaba...
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She just. Wish it hadn't come at the cost of digging up memories she thought she'd finally been able to bury, with her Palace long crumbled into dust.
Seeing him again is a relief though, and she almost immediately jogs over to him. She doesn't go in for the hug straightaway this time, but she does pretty much attach herself to his side. Just... taking a moment to breathe and relax properly. ]
... well that kinda sucked.
[ She's probably not going back up to the Dream Width anytime soon. ]
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with that smile still on his face, he has to say something light-hearted first, it only felt right. )
At least the coffee still tasted just as good.
( this is just what we do when things suck, right? )
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[ At least, not in the particular part of the memory that she'd lived through. She'd also been a bit less sold on coffee for a while after just starting to live with Sojiro. Bitter stuff was still hard for her, but Sojiro's coffee was the exception. Especially when paired with his curry.
Which, of course, she hadn't been eating then. Sigh. ]
Can we go to your place? I wanna fall on something horizontal and not move.
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( it's all he says at first, as he turns from standing in font, to her side instead. from behind, he lifts his arm to cup at her shoulder, drawing her in tighter for a half-hug. the gesture is worth more than any words he could add into the equation...
as he starts to walk towards his assigned house, he doesn't let her go just yet— no matter where they may end up, he's just fine being a key item if she needs it. )
The Dream Width... it's different than I thought it would be.
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Mm... yeah. [ Her too. She doesn't... really know how to articulate her feelings. She'd mentioned it vaguely a little before but now she had to wonder: did they just get unlucky? Were the Dream Width pilots up until now really lucky? Was there some bad communication somewhere? It's a lot of words.
So instead... ] Did you end up in anybody else's memories too?
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( he didn't even have one of his own to deal with.
though part of him was grateful for that, since he had been able to help futaba slay her own demons instead of adding to the list of problems they had.
for now, at least...
by that question though, he can only assume she hadn't been as fortunate, so he'll prod gently with a soft— )
Anything you want to talk about?
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Ira's. I mean... it's where I found out 'bout the whole... thing I messaged you guys about. [ The Shadow thing. ] Couple others too but.
[ Not important right now. She has enough presence of mind to glance around for eavesdroppers before returning her gaze to her shoes. Please make sure she doesn't walk into a pole, Ren. ]
They were shouting at him. Stuff like how... [ A shuddering breath ] how he messed up, how he was awful, and... he didn't deserve to live instead of them. Stupid... stupid stuff like- stuff that wasn't his fault.
[ Stuff that hit way way too close to home. ]
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what she has to say of course, immediately stirs up the images of the tomb... there's a pang of something, guilt? that he couldn't be there to help her through what was obviously something that rubbed salt into old wounds.
no matter how old they were, they could still hurt... )
That sounds... really cruel. ( it had when it had happened to futaba, too. )
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[ She lifts her hands, trying to think of the right words to convey her feelings; to convey the frustration, the anger that he'd been treated that way. And maybe that she'd been treated that way too. It's hard sometimes, finding the language to be angry about injustices perpetrated against you and your friends, but you'd think she'd be better at it by now. After several months finding those kinds of words with the Phantom Thieves. And yet. Here she is.
In the end, a lot of that energy goes into her hands, making quick, jerky motions full of upset and anger.
Especially since there's still a bit of something? Something that was really bothering her but leaves her feeling... ashamed maybe? At the very least frustrated, and maybe a bit humiliated. He may have hit rank 10 but this was still something for her to talk about at all with anyone. ]
It wasn't fair.
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I think that... if anything— it shows us how similar things are. ( his head lifts just slightly as he peeks over the rims of his glasses to look up into vaikuntha's sky. ) Even though we're from different worlds entirely, there are still injustices like that that happen to people all over.
( every single member of the team had learned that. ) But that's... really why we became Phantom Thieves in the first place, right? To fight back.
Vaikuntha— it's changed the rules, but it hasn't changed that... right?
i'm not saying I have a thing for picking icons with matching expressions
[ It's... easier at least, to let her thoughts get redirected a bit. She'll... she'll come back to that other thing that was really bothering her. That when she'd heard the voices of Ira's ghosts haunting and jeering, they hadn't been the only voices she'd heard. Like... even if it was nothing, a one-time occurrence after running into someone who's history had all too closely mirrored her own... It still felt wrong to just ignore it? She'd ignored a lot for too long and look where it'd gotten her.
For now though, she takes a deep breath, sighs it out. ]
It's not like... we can really do much for Ira about that stuff though... All his stuff happened.... ages ago. Before he even got to Crystallis.
[ It'd be one thing if the people who'd hurt him were here. Then at least they... could've done something, maybe. Kept an eye on the situation, bare minimum. ]
I guess... we have to be careful.
[ Watch out for others like that here. Be ready to intervene if necessary. ]
ummm challenge accepted
there's a thoughtful— ) Mm. ( at first, in reply as he looked down again, focusing on the steps that his feet were taking in stride with futaba's. )
I don't think... "fair" has anything to do with it, either. ( none of what they had gone through was fair, after all. ) But that doesn't mean we have to take it laying down either.
( there's a wry smile as he glances over at her again, embracing her a little closer as he does it with a jovial sort-of ) Hn.
( and then finally, in a light-hearted tone, he adds— ) We'll break free from these chains, too. Whatever this place might throw at us.
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Wish that it would stop waiting and just do the throwing already
[ So that they could start doing the dealing. Or even figure out how to start properly dealing. Ah well. She lets her weight rest on him a little more heavily. His house was soon, right? ]
Ugh, I'm so tired.
[ Ren was one of the people who really knew, who'd really seen by now how much stress and stressful situations wore her out. Now was no exception. She'd dozed a little after a couple people got her out of her memory, and after Ira's, but still. That was on the airship, which wasn't as restful as it could be. ]
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Well the good news is— we've reached a rest point. ( serving up some vidya lingo realness right here. ) If you want to spend the night, I'm sure Naoto and Kanji won't mind— ( they hadn't until this point, and he doubted they were going to start. )
Come on, let's head inside.
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[ Yeah she'll... probably stay the night? Maybe. Maybe they should all try to see if they can live together so she stops worrying Makoto. Even though Makoto probably knew where she was....
ugh this is more thinking than she wants to be doing right now. ]
Which way to the nearest horizontal surface?
[ Said as if she doesn't already know the layout of the house and all the objects that are probably sleep-on-able in it. ]
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It's got your name on it. ( it was too bad... there wasn't something like the retro games they used to play when chilling was in order.
before futaba might even miss the presence of the key item, a blanket drapes around her shoulders, and above it, just a simple smiling ren. )
Coffee? ( not a strong batch of course, but— something comforting, at least. )
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[ Something mild and soothing and familiar.
She goes to flop down on the couch again. A part of her wants to just conk out here and now, but she's gonna make herself stay up until that coffee's done. And until she can put together the right words for the last thing that was really bothering her. ]
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it's still no leblanc roast but... it's a decent substitute. he's getting there.
carefully, he lowers himself on the couch, holding out a mug for her with a sympathetic look.
futaba... really had been thrown for a loop lately, considering everything that had been happening to her in the past year. )
cw: reference to past abuse
The coffee helps, not necessarily because of any caffination, but because she's able to focus on the taste. Pick out a good few more familiar flavors than there were the last time. He's getting closer.
She sighs, leaning on him, staring down into her cup as she finally puts together her words. ]
In the memory... I didn't just hear them shouting at Ira. For... for a second, I- I could swear I heard them.
[ Ren would know exactly who she's talking about. ]
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sinking into the couch he relaxed his position, leaning slightly closer into the girl naturally as the fabric slouched around him. )
You know— you remember, that's not the truth, right?
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[ If it had been anything other than Ren, she probably would have left it at that. Would've avoided the tangle of problems left underneath the surface. ]
I thought this was fixed.
[ She was no idiot. She'd studied psychology extensively, both looking for her mothers notes and so she could understand what she found along the way. Knew what trauma could do to a person. But she hadn't ever applied any of it to herself. Hadn't wanted to, because it... it just made more problems. What amount of her messed-up head came from her Palace and its aftermath, and what came from Futaba herself?
Then again, her Palace had come from her too... ]
I thought I'd never have to hear them again.