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Post by Sayoko Kishi on Nov 28, 2016 0:15:41 GMT -6
Sayoko didn’t know how long she stayed in the shower, letting the steaming water pound against her quaking body and ripped psyche. She didn’t consciously turn it down either. Or sag against the wall. She just existed. Drifted. Breathed.
And everything faded under the midnight dark cloak of her mind. Again.
Teeth chattering from the chilly water now flowing over her, Sayoko finally turned it off. Pulling the curtain back from the shower, she walked gingerly over the glass-strewn floor, eyes searching for the tell-tale crimson spark. Noting it and moving on.
She snagged a new towel.
Only half wrapping it around herself, she paused as her feet hit the kit at her feet. Her eyes scrunched up as if trying to remember where it came from. Then she knelt and started to pick it up.
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Placing the box at the table in the living room, Sayoko continued to her room. Closing and locking the door, she fell to her bed, naked and window still open from when she had snuck out. The wind pulled on the curtain.
She didn't stir.
Three needles were clenched in her hand.
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Post by Allura Araki on Nov 28, 2016 0:24:10 GMT -6
Allura had drifted off to a light sleep after about an hour of sitting there and settling her paranoid thoughts.
She was jolted awake when she heard the bathroom door open and shut, signifying Sayoko finally leaving the shower. She yawned quietly and turned over, deciding it's probably best to just go back to sleep. If anything she could ask questions tomorrow, despite knowing that probably wouldn't happen. Allura pulled the blanket tighter around herself and almost immediately went back to sleep.-- END RP -- "Plan of Action": | "A Quincy's Path":
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 21, 2017 13:41:46 GMT -6
"Message to my Friends, Part II":Allura leaned against the counter in the kitchen as she took time to appreciate the silent morning. A knock at the door caught her attention and she looked towards the door, thinking for a moment that she may have just imagined things. Then she heard another knock and quickly went to the door, she wasn't sure of Sayoko was even here but it was better she didn't get bothered so early with someone knocking. When she answered the door she was surprised to see a fourth division squad member standing before her.
She raised an eyebrow as she spoke, "Hello? How can I help you?"
The woman smiled at her, "Are you Allura Nakane?" As Allura nodded she was handed a piece of paper and the woman continued, "Makino Masanobu wanted me to give this message to both you and Riku Asuhara." Allura's eyes scanned the paper and she stood there for a moment, in a bit of shock, as she processed what all was on the note, mainly curious as to why Makino was in the medical ward. Was Sojiro returned and she was with him? She looked to the squad member and gave a faint smile, "Thank you for this information. I'll get there immediately."
The woman smiled back as the paper was handed back to her so the message could be relayed. She then left and Allura shut the door. Allura sighed quietly then rushed to her room and started getting dressed, afterwards she left her dorm and shunpo'ed off to the fourth division, knowing this was urgent. Moved -- END --
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 22, 2017 20:08:19 GMT -6
"Round Two": Allura walked into her dorm room, the faint smile still on her face. As she headed to her room she saw Sayoko leave her own and she remembered she had told Makino she would ask. Sighing internally she turned and looked to her roommate.
"Hey, Sayoko. I know we never speak to one another, but can I ask a favor?" She leaned against her doorway and crossed her arms in front of her.
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Post by Sayoko Kishi on Jan 22, 2017 21:18:38 GMT -6
Sayoko folded her arms and leaned against her own doorway. “Spit it out if you must. I have places to be.”
Even with her shoulder still hurting, she had spent enough time in her hideout, the dorm and the academy. She needed to return to the Rukongai and her hunt for the Chattel Métier. Before she appeared weaker than she had been. Her throwing was no longer off. And her speed would not suffer from the stiffness in her shoulder. It was time.
"Well?" she prompted.
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 22, 2017 21:21:16 GMT -6
"Well. The festival is coming up in a few days and we are short a few volunteers. I was trying to think of people to ask and thought it wouldn't hurt to ask you."
Allura could tell that Sayoko was just in a rush to leave the dorm, so she knew exactly what answer she was going to get, "I know you'll probably say no, but I thought it was worth a shot."
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Post by Sayoko Kishi on Jan 22, 2017 21:45:01 GMT -6
Sayoko huffed. “Even if I were interested, which I am not, you are right. I am busy with other things. I don’t even know if I will go to the festival, so there’s no reason for me to help.” She turned around to lock her door and tuck the key into the belt of her kimono top. “Is that all?”
The talk of the festival had brought on a new pain in her head, something like a pinch. She did not want it to get worse. She had no wish to relive those memories.
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 22, 2017 21:49:47 GMT -6
Allura shook her head, "No that's all. Good luck with whatever has you so busy." Sayoko nodded and didn't give a further reply. Brushing past her roommate, she left the room. Allura watched her walk away then went into her own room and she started to look through the papers by her bed to find things pertaining to the festival. As she looked through everything she mumbled to herself, "Who to talk to next.." Her mind completely abandoning the thought of class, or at least getting there on time.
~END RP~ Meanwhile: "Concerned Friend":
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Post by Yukio Mori on Jan 29, 2017 14:38:15 GMT -6
"First Date":Yukio slowly walked to his new found friend's room, he sported just normal black slacks with a pure white top. The overcoat he wore was also black, the beautiful tie he chose out was a brilliant red, perhaps to match Allura. On top of his head, he had a fedora. He slowly walked to the door, one hand behind his back. Yukio was going to knock but sighed as he realized a note.
"Yukio, I didn't realize the time and got caught up in planning. Come in and make yourself at home while I get ready," He read it out loud and rolled his eyes, "Of course she would."
He pushed the door open and looked around, nodding in approval, "Clean for having another room mate."
Yukio slowly made his way to the couch before sitting down, though not leaning back to hide his gift to her.
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 29, 2017 14:42:51 GMT -6
Allura heard the door open from where she was in the bathroom. She added the final touches to her make up then stepped out. She had her hair pulled into a bun that had several wisps of wavy hair poking from it and she was wearing a dark blue robe. She looked to Yukio who was on the couch and smiled some.
"Let me put my outfit on an I'll be ready." She called out to him then quickly headed into her room.
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Post by Yukio Mori on Jan 29, 2017 14:47:01 GMT -6
Yukio nodded at her as she spoke, "Yes of course, take your time."
He moved the gift that was carefully wrapped and set it on the arm of the couch. The smile on his face was of mischief and a bit of excitement.
The golden haired, pretty boy, waited patiently for the return of Allura. To keep himself occupied, he decided to fiddle with his hat. He admittedly hated hats.
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 29, 2017 14:54:06 GMT -6
Moments passed and finally Allura stepped from her room. Her outfit was a nontraditional pure white kimono with golden trim that hung off her shoulders, being more lowcut than what she would normally wear and exposing the lotus tattoo she had on her shoulder blade. The skirt of the outfit seemed to be made of two pieces an underskirt that went down the center and stopped mid-thigh while the other skirt split in the middle and the two sides hung down near her knees. Around her midsection there was a sash that had the gold trim but was the same deep red as her hair.
Her make up consisted of two red lines coming across her cheek bones and two red dots above her eyebrows. Allura wore red lipstick and her eyes make up was a faded gold. Atop her head she had costume ears the same snow white as her outfit.
She noticed Yukio's eyes on her and she blushed as his eyes traveled up and down before fixing on her face. She looked off to the side shyly before mumbling, "Don't think I planned this for you. I wanted to wear this since I knew about the festival."
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Post by Yukio Mori on Jan 29, 2017 14:58:32 GMT -6
Yukio stood and smiled at her, "Completely stunning all together though." He had a slight notion of taunt within his voice, though he didn't care enough to tone it down.
He grabbed the box and bowed to her, holding it out, "This is for you. Figured a proper," He thought for a moment, "Date? Nah. Not the right word. But still a good present all together."
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Post by Allura Araki on Jan 29, 2017 15:04:17 GMT -6
Allura raised an eyebrow and took the gift from Yukio's hand. She unwrapped it and opened the box and looked at a beautiful bracelet inside. It appeared to be silver but she knew better considering it was Yukio.
She set the box on the arm of the couch and took the bracelet from within, she had a smile as she spoke, "You didn't have to get me anything. Especially getting me something that's.. White gold, I take it?"
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Post by Yukio Mori on Jan 29, 2017 15:06:19 GMT -6
Yukio straightened and stretched, "Yes, white gold. And nah. I figured I'd get you something that could possibly compliment anything you could wear. Expensive or not."
He chuckled and turned to the door, "Sadly I only go expensive. I'm rich after all." Yukio turned his head and winked at the girl, "So. Where is your room mate?"
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