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The Fall of Wall Kyoko

#peaceful-violinist

#nyoiz

#artificialene

#princessofparadiso

Kyoko had been in the library for about an hour and her masterpiece was finally complete.

Nox had many libraries and this was the first one Kyoko had visited properly. She’d shown up to look at random picture books and maybe find a bible to read through and instead her delicate plan had been thrown away to childish instincts. This particular library was understaffed and the staff that did work there did not seem very interested in their patrons activities. There was a little kid, Kyoko guessed about six or seven, writing lewd words all over the toy box in the Children’s section and some weird old guy had taken over the library reference computer for the last half hour, every now and then Kyoko heard maniacal laughter coming from him. Evidently it was a very well run library.

So whilst Kyoko had been sitting surrounded by books she got an idea and began to stack volume after volume, book after book on top of each other until she had created a book fort. In reality it was a circular wall around her, with her poll sitting across the top and her sleeping back on top of that. Now she was lying back looking up at the dirty skylight and very slowly falling asleep.

Until someone interrupted her.

artificialene

She did not have time for this.

You could not just make Takane walk all the way to a different library than the one she was used to (one that was actually well run), trudge past small, noisy children and talkative teenage girls who had nowhere else to go because of their awful behavior at the local cafe, and finally, finally arrive to see that the book she wanted was gone.

All she'd wanted was to get something to do.

The whole shelf was cleared out, actually. There was no way that anybody had seriously checked out all of them! Who could have really...

...what?

There was a pretty girl stretched out below her, resting among the volumes of novels from the aforementioned shelf. She didn't look completely asleep, but she was definitely hazy, unfocused as she stared up at the ceiling. Takane had been deep in thought about how little she wanted to stay for long, but still- how in the world did she manage to walk past that?

She was all for sleeping, of course. She was, after all, Narcoleptic Wonder Takane Enomoto, so she knew it better than anyone that sleeping was a blessing from the gods sometimes. But, really... in the middle of a library? With a book fort. How old was the girl, five?

"Hey, you, forgive me for interrupting your beauty sleep," she grumbled, leaning down over the fort and staring into the dazed Kyoko's eyes, "but what are you doing? I sure hope you intend on reading all of those."

#rossophantasmagoria #i hope this is ok with you!!

22ndfool-deactivated20140704

↠ artificialene: Press Select to Quit

Some people believed there were no coincidences. They believed in karma, or, in synchronicity, or, worse yet, deja vu. Neku took a far more pragmatic route to the whole idea; sometimes, shit just happened. Nothing mysterious about it at all.

He did believe in cause and effect, though. Push and pull. Wake up late, get a tardy, have a crappy day at school. Some things just flowed like that. He had not been having the best day but, since school had ended, things had greatly improved, including his mood. He’d grabbed a pizza and a soda at an Italian restaurant that used a real oven with wood to bake their pizzas, had gone online, fired off a quick e-mail to Ene about his new batch of pictures of Nox at night, and managed to catch the subway without suffering through another delay. All in all, things were looking up so much, that he figured he’d try to snag some shots with the new lenses he’d picked up while there was still daylight.

As an extension of his love of graffiti, photography was a good way to immortalize art that, any given day, became different as people added their own tags, their own marks to it. It was his way of participating without changing anything. He had no desire to leave his mark on the walls. He wasn’t even sure what his mark would look like.

Where hadn’t he gone in a while? Neku referenced his internal map of the back streets, trying to figure out what areas had probably become ‘new’ since the last time he’d been there. Then he started walking, entering the byzantine labyrinth created by slivers of space between buildings, and other such avenues that formed when development grew and old buildings came down, making a puzzle of mismatched edges and empty spaces.

Reaching, more or less one of his intended destinations, a wall that had previously been nothing but gray, now painted a rainbow of reds and splashes of blue, Neku stopped to admire it, not reaching for the camera just yet. Someone out on the street had been busy with their marker pens and sprays.

artificialene

Shortcut, her ass. It had been at least 2 hours, and Ene was pretty sure she had seen the same graffiti tag on the same wall about twelve times now. She was very tired, and very frustrated. If she got jumped within the next ten minutes- that'd happen sooner than her finding her way home, she was sure- she'd be willing to ask the criminal where to go.

In hindsight, she should have known better to ask some kid her age. Did she really, truly expect someone to be honest to her when she asked for directions?

City kids.

With every wrong turn into an even shadier alley than the last (seriously, was the kid hoping to kill her?), Ene found herself wondering at all of the graffiti plastered onto the walls around her. Wasn't that vandalism or something? In the town where she came from, instances of graffiti were few and far between, normally from teenagers skipping school with nothing better to do. But this? It was really pretty ridiculous; you'd think that the walls were just canvases for Nox kids.

To be fair, she had learned what to expect from Neku, who seemed to love the stuff. He sent her pictures of the streets of Nox regularly, and while his enthusiasm was kind of cute behind the weird, art was just something she didn't have much of an eye for, so she didn't exactly share the passion. She was definitely feeling the love less and less now that it felt like she'd witnessed every type of mark there was. It was with a deep frown that she trudged forward. God, her feet hurt. She wanted to go to bed so badly. Any bed was fine, just let her sleep already-

Wait.

A bit off in the distance, though she had to narrow her eyes a bit, she spotted somebody facing a wall, seemingly in... contemplation? Well, whatever. Cities were like that. They could be her savior, though, and that was what mattered. Okay, she just had to say something before they moved on!

"Hey, you," she called out, "would you mind helping me out here?" That wasn't the brightest idea, considering where she was, but she frankly didn't care as long as there was a chance she could be indoors soon.

#this is so bad i am so sorry #scrambledmeeting

Quiet Me [/whooptie doo how about the angst woo-- I mean what ]

Shintaro was acting weird.

He’d been grumpy all day- well, okay, he was like that all the time, but it was worse today- and had been taking longer to respond to her pestering than normal. He usually came up with comebacks and insults in a flash, but now the pauses were frequent and long, and it was starting to annoy her. He wasn’t even listening to her now, was he?

"What’s your problem, friend?” Ene sighed, leaning back onto her chair with a roll of her eyes. “Spit it out- ah?”

There was a shaky breath on the other side of the call, and Ene couldn’t control the way her stomach twisted at the sound. He didn’t respond to her at all, but she could hear quiet sobbing. Ah, shit. If there was a surefire way to make someone feel bad, he definitely found it. He probably didn’t even realize that he’d never exited out, did he? He probably would have meant to, because there was no way in hell he’d let her listen to him.

"…Master?" The word tasted bitter in her mouth, two syllables tripping over themselves. It didn’t feel right. It felt foreign, ugly coming from her right now.

"O-oi, Shintaro, are you…” she paused, staring down at her hands. What were the chances that he’d feel worse if she said something, against needing her to talk to him? 70/30? She didn’t know what he was upset about, but this was Shintaro Kisaragi. The kid just… didn’t cry, and it felt like there was an upset in the universe if he did. Was today important? The 22nd?

But she couldn’t just… leave him like this, could she? She had to take her chances with the thirty percent. “Hey, Shintaro,” she said, her voice quiet. She wanted to back out, she wanted to pretend that this had never happened, but she forced out a voice that didn’t splinter. “Shintaro, listen to me.”

There was an abrupt silence on the other side, but looking at her screen, he hadn’t logged out. She waited for a lashing out that never came. That was encouraging, but…

"What’s going on? Here, let’s switch to video chat, hold on-"

“No." His voice sounded strained. Was he embarrassed? Okay, yeah, she could see that. She would be, too.

"It’s okay,” she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Do you seriously think I’m going to ditch you or something? You’ve sent me the weirdest files on accident, and you think I’m gonna judge you now?” She preferred to ignore the fact that that would have been perfectly valid to think. The kid was obnoxious and she loved to torment him, sure, but right now she felt an awkward desire to hug him more than anything. God damn computer screens.

She sighed, but smiled all the same.

"Talk to me."

#//coughs politely #now onto replies!#avoidanteyes

☠ Drabble list— You can send one anytime.

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason

Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

Time: I’ll write a drabble about our characters doing to a different time/dimension. specify.

Befriend Me: I wil write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.

Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.

Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.

Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.)

Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.

Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.

Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.

Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever)

I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple

Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.

« : memory from the past with your character

» : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours

☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.

Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.)

Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.

Nightmare: I’ll write my character having a nightmare about yours, or vice versa.

Kiss: I’ll write our characters sharing a kiss, it can be innocent or passionate.

Murder: I’ll write my character killing yours or vice vesra.

Home: I’ll write our characters living together.

Love: I’ll write our character’s falling in love.

Death: I’ll write our character’s mourning over each other.

Insane: I’ll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa

Secret: My character tells your character a secret.

Candy Corn: Your character or mine being cheesy to the other

Stars: Our characters under the stars together

Snow: Our characters in the cold together

Candles: Our characters enjoying a moment by candlelight

Peppermint: Your character or mine, sharing a sweet secret with the other.

i n t r o d u c t i o n :

Muse:

Name: Takane Enomoto (first name, last name)

Nickname(s): "Ene", although it makes her cringe heavily depending on who uses it because it reminds her of the things she did when she was younger---- Birthday: April 18th Relationship Status: Single Random fact: She did so well in a video game tournament that she gained a fanbase and a group that became something of a legend at tournaments and team competitions. (She doesn't want to talk about it.)

Mun:

Name: jenna Tumblr URL: braixenmagica Nickname(s): kit, if you'd like! of course, ayano-mun amd ene-mun are both okay too! Birthday: may 16 Relationship Status: single, does not want to mingle Random fact about you: i played my first video game, pokemon sapphire, when i was three!

#ooc posting