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春の風 (Spring Breeze) // 熊木杏里 (Anri Kumaki)
孤独の間を飛んでゆく 渡り鳥のよう 今しかないことに 耳を傾けよう 遅すぎることはないと 胸が言うまで ひとりではないと思える 場所を見つけたときに Like a migratory bird that flies between loneliness Let’s pay attention to things right in front of us Until our hearts tell us it’s not too late When we discover a place we don’t feel alone [♪]
Lone Picnic ( open )
»— Oh, Dolce was brave alright, brave enough to head to Freestone Park and have a picnic of her own. It certainly wasn’t for a lack of a place to eat at, there was always the forest, if she wanted a quieter place. Plus, it was ‘close to home’. But, as this was the very place where monsters were rumored to be, Dolce grew curious. She wouldn’t mind spotting one, even taming one should she deem them a decent monsters.
But mostly, it was to ensure idiots did not carelessly wander here. Most of the people in the city were not equipped with the skill or wits to get through a monster attack, so here she was, an unofficial guard should someone come along. The food was just a bonus.
She takes out the apple pie she prepared that morning, removing a paper plate and some utensils, too. She had laid out her basket and belongings on a nice, blanket and so far, it was quiet. A fine day for a picnic, actually. She takes a slice of the pie, plating it before actually taking a bit– “Hmm?”
There was some movement, but of what, she wonders? Monster? Human? Something else? Her staff, Nirvana, was right beside her should the situation call for it. Very calmly, she turns toward the direction of the noise, forkful of pie still in her mouth.
There was all sorts of life near the mountain, and it attracted Emiko. It hadn’t been there before. Her own Gate being near the mountain, Emiko had to wonder if there was something about it causing things like this to happen. It would require further observation.
She still didn’t bother to wear normal clothes in the town, but Emiko was fond of having her clothes trail behind her. She felt tangible. Dare she say, Mortal.
It excited her every time, still. It felt almost dangerous. And so she walked the way, slowly.
It was a place she heard be called Freestone Park, and there wasn’t many people there. Emiko looked around. She didn’t recognize the things, but she knew they were monsters. It wouldn’t take much from Emiko to send them away, but she didn’t think they’d hurt her. She kept walking and turned at a bush, her feet rustling.
The Old Church | Harvest King & Emiko
He turns. Ignis turns and he sees a slim girl with dark eyes. He recognises her after a moment’s pause. “Yes,” he opens his mouth and agrees. His voice echoes deeply in the church. “It is me, the Harvest King.”
Harvest King and yet for all efforts at maintaining his duty over the years, he had been ousted and sent to the mortal realm. To Altelia City. Why is she here, this small god? “You are not of this world. Neither am I. Why are you in this realm, child?”
She covered her mouth. She wondered why she hadn’t been more polite when she said it. Emiko glanced away momentarily, sighing within herself. Oh, well.
She looked up at him again and her voice slipped out coolly. She had every capability of returning her shrine, but her experience had sparked a curiosity. It probably wasn’t her place, but she felt strongly about it. “Something went awry in my Gate, and it brought me here. I hadn’t cared to meddle with humans more than need be, but this world caught my attention. I got a note saying I should come to this place, and I could sense strangeness within the city.”
Discovery // Emiko & Felicity
felicitythefuture:
“Yes,” Felicity nods her head in agreement. “Life is never simple like that. If you want something, you have to go out and get it. Just waiting and hoping and wishing…” she breathes out a sigh. “…isn’t going to do you any good.” She would know that better than anyone. How long has she been hoping to become healthy? How long has her father been wishing?
“No, no, it’s fine!” she says, waving her hands and smiling. And, ah, she must have been raised outside Altelia. Somewhere where they don’t have schools like she knows it. She leans in and points north. “Do you see that grey building over there, with the roof? That’s the school. Don’t worry, there’s always someone there. They will be perfectly willing to answer any questions you might have! They’re very helpful.”
Felicity runs a hand through her hair and smiles. “I have to go now, sadly. But if you want to see me again… don’t just wait around for me, okay? Come find me. I’ll help you in whatever way I can.” With that, she walks off with a wave.
Emiko nodded just slightly. She wondered if this could be the same world she had seen in the past, where miracles could happen. Felicity was so forlorn, she could not see the future she had. Mortals lived an existence Emiko did not comprehend. That much had stayed the same.
She looked in the direction Felicity pointed. Emiko felt a flutter in her chest -- they could answer all her questions at that school? Would that even be possible? She brushed back her hair and looked back at Felicity. Oh... Emiko began to wave timidly back. "Thank you, Felicity." she said. "I'll be sure to."
As soon as she was gone, Emiko turned back around to study the board some more. She would then walk around the city a bit, and probably go back to the mirror.
I’m scared… People scare me…
“The many faces you’ve shown me. Times when you were hurt, worried… Or felt pain deep inside you. Your smile, your face, your eyes… You’ve shown me something… I think I can come up with a song.”
—Julia Heartilly (The last time Julia and Laguna met)
Raguna’s Stand
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“Um… yeah.” He answered after a moment. She was definitely… different. But different wasn’t bad at all. At least she was the nice kind of different as opposed to the other kind. “I did grow them. I really love plants and flora… they’re kind of like my passion, I guess you could say?”
The farmer smiled when she picked up a bottled flower. “Oh, that? That’ll be 600G, please!” He began to prepare something for her to carry it in when she suddenly introduced herself. Raguna looked back up to her again, a faint feeling of familiarity settling over him. Had he seen her somewhere before? Maybe in passing on one of his nature walks? “Oh, very nice to meet you Emiko! My name is Raguna.”
She smiled, knowingly. A passion, was it? She didn't suppose she had one.
"Six hundred?" Emiko asked. She looked at hear G, not sure what to take or leave. She could count money just fine, but she still pulled out more money. It wasn't like she needed it for anything. "Here you are," she said, passing him 1,000G.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Raguna. Good luck on your endeavors."
Traditional Chinese clothes, hanfu. Underwater photography by 但使相思.
Antique hairpins that once wore by wives of emperors in Qing dynasty, in the Palace Museum, Beijing. Photos by 故宫博物院
”You cover the darkest part of me…”
Gone Fishing || Barrett & Emiko
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Something about the woman seemed incredibly…innocent. Not in the way most people would associate with childishness, but rather that she seemed…genuine? He couldn’t quite determine what it was, honestly, but there was something about her that was interesting. She had a sense of other-ness: different somehow, not quite the norm, but not bad. A curiosity.
“If I didn’t know you were there and tried to cast the line, I could catch you with the hook,” he answered honestly. There were definitely places one wouldn’t want getting caught by a fishhook, so hopefully she would be careful in walking up behind people in future. “If you’re curious, come sit beside me. I’ll show you.” Barrett wasn’t sure why he had made the offer, but he didn’t retract it. If she wanted to learn - even if she only wished to observe - then he would teach her. There were worse ways to pass the time.
"I see..." Emiko said. She'd never been caught by a fishhook, but it wasn't like being snagged by a branch was a big deal. Could it be any similar? Emiko soul avoid anything like that easily. She followed suit when he suggested she dit down.
She was actually quite content with this offer. She was happy to learn anything about Altelia and the mortals, and he seemed like just the sort of person to learn from. "Why do you fish?" she asked. Purpose is not always consistent for mortals.
Raguna’s Stand
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Raguna is busy counting his money and remaining inventory when he notices that a woman had walked up to his stall while he was preoccupied. When he finally gets a good look at her, he feels that strange sensation he always feels when he’s around magic, and has to take the time to get his bearings before addressing her.
When she notices him, she hurriedly backs away from the bottled flower she was touching and he tilts his head, a look of confusion on his face. What was that for? There was no need for that kind of reaction… it wasn’t like he was gonna yell at her for touching the merch or anything. And why… did she seem so melancholy?
“It’s alright.” He responds with a smile. “And yeah, I did. Are you, uh, interested in it, by any chance?”
Emiko smiled. He was a kind spirit, and, though human, one with the earth, as well. He did seem confused when he saw her... Emiko accepted that it was due to how foreign she was to the outside world. She did not know how her mannerisms would change, but she would become aquainted with the world no less. "How nice," she replied. She looked over to the other wares. "You grew these flowers, too."
"I think I'd like this, please," Emiko said, picking up one of the bottled flowers.
The more she stared at him, the more she thought she had seen him before. He lived two floors below her apartment. She spoke up again. "I'm Emiko, if you must know."
Raguna’s Stand
Raguna was interested in the Bazaar. He didn’t really sell anything last time, but he had found some interesting items. He had been working on some personal gardening and art projects in his spare time and thought it would be nice to sell the things he grew and created. Not many people seemed interested in gardening and plants, so his stall might have been the odd one out, but he hoped that there would be some people who appreciated his items.
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Emiko's lips turned down slightly at the sight of another stall. The flowers were beautiful and the stall brought so much color to the plaza, and while Emiko marveled at human creation, the flowers made her a little sad, too, trapped the way their were.
She was not particularly bothered by the way life moved. It just was so odd for her to see things preserved, in such a way that was rare in nature. She looked among them. She could not buy many; it would be a disservice to their spirits to divide her attention so much. She reached out and touched one of the bottled plants...
And immediately drew her hand back, looking up at the vendor. Emiko gasped, straightened herself, and sighed. "I'm sorry. I was lost in thought," she said. "Did you make these yourself?"
Totally Legit Business | “Dr Love”
Do you… lack something in your life? Do you feel a sense that others are getting something that you don’t have? Feel no fear! You’ve come to the right place! Just look at me, a man with sunglasses and (magically) dyed blond hair! I’m so attractive, you know you can trust me!
Here’s what I’m selling:
[Oh my! It’s Me! Again!] [x4] [500G] A small corked bottle with cool waves etched into the glass. It contains a smooth blue liquid that has an aftertaste of coca-cola… [in small print] and whoever drinks it will become the future version of themselves for 48 hours. Or at least the future version you think you will be… and you won’t recall anything, so there’s that!
[Lovers of the Sun] [x4 x3] [500G] A long thin corked bottle with sun motifs etched into the glass. It contains a fruity pink liquid with a strong taste! If anything else, at least you get that bottle! [in small print] Once whoever drinks this goes to sleep… the next morning, as the sun rises, they will be head-over-heels for the last person they saw before they went to sleep. When the sun dips below the horizon, their love fades…
[Look at that Mirror!] [x4 x3] [500G] A corked bottle with brown glass. What drink is inside… well, it will taste like whatever your favourite drink is! [in small print] Once you drink this, your appearance will turn into what you have always wanted to look like. A hotter version of yourself? A dragon? Cool punk hair your parents forbid you from getting? Effects only last for 24 hours.
[Passionate Love Declaration] [x3] [1000G] Need to get revenge on someone and/or impress them by showing them how much everyone loves you? Just want someone to confess to you? I, yes, I, Dr Love, will happily show up at your door to confess to you. Details worked out after payment.
[Pretend to be Your Boyfriend] [x2] [2000G] Family on your back about single status? Need a date to a meeting? Told someone you have a boyfriend who lives in the Sechs Empire? I, yes, I, Dr Love will happily pretend to be your boyfriend for as long as you need. Details worked out after payment.
Emiko noticed most of the outsiders gathering in the center of town, so, naturally, she went to see what was happening. It seemed like a market. Emiko tended not to purchase things on account of her distaste for materialism, but she looked on with curiosity. Maybe she would give someone the money she had collected.
She approached a stall of someone calling himself "Dr Love." Emiko stared blankly, from him to his wares. He was... off. She stared down at his potions, finding none of them of particular interest. She did like the designs on the bottles, however. She could always make use of them herself. "Who did this glasswork?" she asked.
