[literally like. an hour after the rooms have opened, jiji is finally out and exploring. he is wearing even more layers for some reason, but it's fine. he's comfortable this way.
[ her head pokes out because that's her grandpa calling!! but whatever she's thinking about immediately goes out the window immediately because she's just gaping at him all decked out now. ]
jiji stayed silently during most of the trial, but he was still watching - and even now, he is watching. he beckons futaba over and immediately raises his arm open for her to tuck herself against his side.]
[ so some time after futaba did her tippy tappy stress dance at both returning groups, fretted a bit over all these injuries and made sure tsuru and jiji had enough time to do .... things, futaba peers around the corner of the wisteria tree and jiiii's from the distance. she saw him walk that injury off!!
she might not throw a first aid box at his head but in the meantime, she does have a little plate of something ]
mikazuki is underneath the wisteria tree - changed into a different set of clothes, a kimono that still drapes over his hands and legs. it's probably almost a little hard to tell that he went through cyoa!
he looks up at the wisteria blossoms and doesn't seem to acknowledge that she's there]
There is a funny pattern among your comrades - how excited they are to make play that they have switched identities. Curiously, this is the first time that it has happened to you.
It is done because you are told that you are too difficult - and there is something wryly amused to your smile when it is said. After all, not once did you ever suggest that you were a person who is easy to handle either.
Hearing your own thoughts reflected back to you is only proof of that.
You have committed a great act of defiance - you have told the humans of your mission. You have told them of your goal to keep history exactly as it is, and their role in it. You do not care for how you are criticized. Sometimes, they listen. Sometimes, they do not.
Either way - you will take care of it.
(But is that not the greatest tragedy of all? For human possibility to be relegated to something as finite as fate. And yet you have seen the tragedy that comes from when you deviate. You have seen how all of humanity might be made forfeit, if you prize one over the many.
That does not mean that your heart does not break.)
It is only when he begins to speak of your master that you feel something new. Ire. Your smile turns sharp, and you encourage him to stop.
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But Higekiri continues to speak - and he talks of your master. Your master, who inspires this ache in your chest whenever you think of him. He was worried about you. Somehow, even when you strive to solve it all on your own, you manage to make trouble for others.
It is simply unfortunate - that that is not reason enough to get you to stop. ]
[ HER HUG.....!! she was heading straight for the protective embrace of jiji's arms but clearly, the stardust had other plans for them. yet even three weeks in, it takes a minute for her to realize even he's not immune from the hotel's effect of the week and focus on what it's trying to show her.
immediately, she's delighted to hear someone see jiji so clearly, all his layers and all is fascinating to her. for all that he hides behind his cheery old man persona even she can't see that deep beneath the mask but this certainly gives her the insight she's been unable to find. it just took another nother sword to do it, ha.
eventually, she blinks up at her favorite grandpa, mischief forming in her eyes as she finally shuffles her way forward ]
[he will probably just carry her to her room - if she keeps her room key on her, he'll use that to open the door he truly has little concern for privacy
and as promised, he will be there when she wakes. she's been settled to lay down with her head upon his lap]
[ damn talk about getting the royal treatment. she naps in bursts, if only to occasionally check if jiji is still there with her. it's been a day, after all. she needs her moon moon needs to be here to protect her from the bad one.
on the latest round of jerking out of sleep futaba only blearily wrinkles her nose at the ceiling, not particularly awake ]
mikazuki will actually remain in the courtyard after that. it's probably a little masochistic. but he is humming a song under his breath as he looks over the flowers, his fingers brushing against them like he's trying to choose one.]
anyway, time to go comfort the grandpa this round...! upon arrival, futaba just immediately attaches herself to his back for a hug. she's quiet for a long moment before ]
That's pretty. [ the song. probably the flowers too? ]
[ THIS IS IN FACT, VERY TRIPPY. it does, however, not stop her from reaching out to jiji and swing their hands while they wander ]
It's like we've looped back to the start!
[ it would be the weirdest twilight zone episode but luckily(?) she hasn't managed to turn invisible just yet. when that happens, then she'll hm a little louder ]
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weekend 0, sunday
knocking on futaba's door...]
Futaba Sakura, might you be in?
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Whoa, look at you...!
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same old grandpa so he just looks down at himself?]
What is it exactly that I am meant to be looking at?
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w0, sat
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mikazuki will accept this easily though, raising his arm to her and then gently letting his hand rest upon her head]
All is well, all is well, Futaba Sakura.
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week 1, post-trial
jiji stayed silently during most of the trial, but he was still watching - and even now, he is watching. he beckons futaba over and immediately raises his arm open for her to tuck herself against his side.]
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Well, that sucked.
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w2, pre curfew thursday
she might not throw a first aid box at his head but in the meantime, she does have a little plate of something ]
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mikazuki is underneath the wisteria tree - changed into a different set of clothes, a kimono that still drapes over his hands and legs. it's probably almost a little hard to tell that he went through cyoa!
he looks up at the wisteria blossoms and doesn't seem to acknowledge that she's there]
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week 3, monday
[he's about to say something else but it's stardust time baby
”I’m a crescent moon at best.”
There is a funny pattern among your comrades - how excited they are to make play that they have switched identities. Curiously, this is the first time that it has happened to you.
It is done because you are told that you are too difficult - and there is something wryly amused to your smile when it is said. After all, not once did you ever suggest that you were a person who is easy to handle either.
Hearing your own thoughts reflected back to you is only proof of that.
You have committed a great act of defiance - you have told the humans of your mission. You have told them of your goal to keep history exactly as it is, and their role in it. You do not care for how you are criticized. Sometimes, they listen. Sometimes, they do not.
Either way - you will take care of it.
(But is that not the greatest tragedy of all? For human possibility to be relegated to something as finite as fate. And yet you have seen the tragedy that comes from when you deviate. You have seen how all of humanity might be made forfeit, if you prize one over the many.
That does not mean that your heart does not break.)
It is only when he begins to speak of your master that you feel something new. Ire. Your smile turns sharp, and you encourage him to stop.
. . .
But Higekiri continues to speak - and he talks of your master. Your master, who inspires this ache in your chest whenever you think of him. He was worried about you. Somehow, even when you strive to solve it all on your own, you manage to make trouble for others.
It is simply unfortunate - that that is not reason enough to get you to stop. ]
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immediately, she's delighted to hear someone see jiji so clearly, all his layers and all is fascinating to her. for all that he hides behind his cheery old man persona even she can't see that deep beneath the mask but this certainly gives her the insight she's been unable to find. it just took another nother sword to do it, ha.
eventually, she blinks up at her favorite grandpa, mischief forming in her eyes as she finally shuffles her way forward ]
So how badly did you want to deck him for that?
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w3, post trial sat
wowee, trials suck.........!! ]
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mikazuki will just go and find her, taking a seat next to her, and open his arm to her so that she can tuck herself against him]
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week 4, monday
mikazuki will open his arms for an embrace once he sees futaba
touch week]
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the real question is can they even tell its more ++ affection than usual. ]
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week 4, thursday
and as promised, he will be there when she wakes. she's been settled to lay down with her head upon his lap]
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on the latest round of jerking out of sleep futaba only blearily wrinkles her nose at the ceiling, not particularly awake ]
But I don't wanna get turned to stone.
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week 5, post-body
mikazuki will actually remain in the courtyard after that. it's probably a little masochistic. but he is humming a song under his breath as he looks over the flowers, his fingers brushing against them like he's trying to choose one.]
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anyway, time to go comfort the grandpa this round...! upon arrival, futaba just immediately attaches herself to his back for a hug. she's quiet for a long moment before ]
That's pretty. [ the song. probably the flowers too? ]
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week 6, monday
but mikazuki will just offer his hand out to futaba, and there is a smile in his voice]
Shall we take a walk down through memory itself, my dear?
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It's like we've looped back to the start!
[ it would be the weirdest twilight zone episode but luckily(?) she hasn't managed to turn invisible just yet. when that happens, then she'll hm a little louder ]
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week 6, tuesday
but some things are the same, including jiji having tea in the courtyard. when futaba approaches, he will gesture to the seat next to him. hi sweetie]
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anyway, wowee this sure is nostalgic!! she toddles over to flop right next to him, leaning her head on his arm ]
Sure has been a strange week, huh? Weird it's almost over.
endgame!!!
jiji is having tea, as he always is, and will gesture for futaba to come and sit with him c'mere granddaughter]
You did very well today.
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Heee... I did my best!
[ she's still wearing her u tried badge ]
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