MARCHE🎼WALTZ

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“Mʜᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs!” Hᴇ ɢʀɪɴs, ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ sᴀᴛɪsғɪᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ sʟɪᴘ ᴏᴜᴛ. “I ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ɢᴇᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡs ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ! Wᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴍᴇ?“

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❝ Gems ⋯ ? Where did you find those? I would love to see! ❞

[hirameite]

What a fine mess this was.

Takane realized there was literally no point in hiding–and, of course, that’d been clear from the start–so she quickly pulled back from the tree, hands behind her back, wearing a nervous smile.

“N-No! No, I’m not lost at all,” she laughed nervously, internally berating herself as her social tact took a metaphorical headshot.

“I mean…Look, I take a walk around here a lot, okay? I didn’t know there was somebody else here, so I can leave you to…whatever it is you’re up to, if you want…”

Her tone came out curter than she meant to, but it was nerves not actually annoyance or irritation.

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❝ Eh? But I live around here, and I come here quite often ⋯ To think I never noticed you ⋯ I’m sorry! ❞

indeed, it was strange; but estelle rather felt a regret that she had been unable to befriend this person sooner, or at least introduce herself. perhaps the fact that she had always been so caught up in her thoughts and work caused her to not notice? in that case, did it mean that there were others who came here regularly? how impolite of her. a note made to herself to pay more attention so she could meet all of them.

❝ Ah, but I’m always glad to have someone with me! I plant flowers here, actually ⋯ ❞

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Though the lecture itself isn’t anything too spectacular, the young woman finds herself listening intently despite that.

Perhaps it’s simply due to her nature to listen to others when they wish to be heard or she knows that despite how boring it seems, this lecture would prove to be important for notes later on. In fact, the female wastes no time in quickly jotting down notes as the professor projects their voice to the large classroom, tone sounding rather exhausted which only proves it more difficult to listen to the lecture at hand.

     ❝ Hm? ❞ attention being drawn from the paper in front of her, viridian hues look up and over to the source of the voice. At the stranger’s question, Lithia can’t help as her eyebrows knit together lightly, inwardly scolding her for not listening… Though, she supposes it can’t be helped, especially with the lecture being on the duller side. 

     ❝ I do, but… My writing is a little sloppy from having to write so quickly, ❞ she sheepishly responds finally, looking down at her writing as if to make sure it’s still legible. Usually her writing borders on calligraphy but with the professor touching on so many points at once, she didn’t have the luxury of taking her time to write.

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thank goodness! ❝ Ah, I’m glad! In that case, would you mind if I borrowed them for a moment? I will be fast. ❞

she is trying to ignore the one or two glances she’s made at the other’s paper. it mostly appears to be scribbles rather than writing, but estellise figured she would be able to decipher it quickly. she had been met with absolutely, um, subpar handwriting before, but this could not possibly be that bad.

she trusts the current lecture will be easy enough to catch up on, as well. it appeared that their professor had been going on about adverbs for ten minutes for the sake of a question’s answer, and honestly, she already knew all of what he was saying ⋯ even if the way he was wording it made it much more confusing than it actually was.

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“ Y’know, this ain’t the best time to be runnin’ around by yourself, darlin’. ”

The setting sun cast a blanket of darkness over the city, one that was thankfully alleviated by the soft lights of the downtown district. Those who wandered the night, clandestine folks who operated in the dark, found solace in the lack of supervision that afforded them the opportunity to conduct business. There were others, obviously, those who sought reprieve or relaxation. Of course, there wasn’t too much to worry about, unless you stepped on the wrong toes.

“ Are ya’ lost or somethin’? ”

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it is not often that estelle finds herself walking home later than preferred, but in some instances ( such as today ) she forgets time for the library. she hasn’t read every book, not yet, anyway, and she would love nothing more than to get around to it. it was only in the wake of approaching finals that she’d dismiss clocks today. usually, she’d at least be able to uncover some comfort in the fact that by the hour she’d leave, it was a calm dusk.

though, definitely not now. the last veins of sunlight had long withered, the darkness of 10 p.m. in full bloom. estelle didn’t think where she lived to be a bad place, not in the least; she found it quite lovely and relaxing, but rarely ( if ever ) did she step so far from her door at this hour. in least words it put her on edge, so her yelp is natural when a voice sounds.

❝ Oh! Ah, um ⋯ Please excuse me. Yes, this hour is rather dangerous, isn’t it? I was just heading home now, so ⋯ ❞

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➳ It’s a perfect day, really– the sun shines through both open garage doors to brightly illuminate the interior of his shop. Not that much of the sunlight reaches him when he’s examining the underside of a beat up van, soaked to the bone in both sweat and grease. Yet somehow, the Winchester couldn’t possibly be more content. A boombox radio perched atop a fold out table blares through the entire garage, loud enough to rattle even the eardrums of passerbys outside. Call it noise pollution– Dean calls it appreciation of the arts. Appreciation of Guns N’ Roses’ Paradise City, to be exact.

He sings along with the tune, not quite humming but not quite bellowing the lyrics. His voice is a low, slightly off tune murmur, yet perfectly in time with Axl Rose’s every word. He continues, lost in his own self contained world of classic rock and elbow grease, until the song finally reaches a conclusion. The shop is left quiet, eerily silent minus the whirr of the overhead air conditioning– and the echo of approaching footsteps. 

The elder Winchester rolls out part way from beneath the vehicle with a grunt to glance up at his unexpected visitor. He stares a moment, then says in utmost seriousness:  “ Don’t tell me you’re here to offer me a record deal. ”

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again ― she is most definitely not one to arrive in kairos often, but when she does, it is usually on the prompt of business. she found it to be quite important this time around, as any might; gibraltar campion holds title as one of the most rare flowers in the world, and when estelle had seen an advertisement for a small few supposedly imported straight from the gibraltar botanic gardens, there was no chance much less thought of ignoring it. the garden held hundreds of different flower types, and she’d never thought they’d allow any flowers, especially such a rare one, beyond its gates !!

though, she would have been wiser to not investigate. the specified location was rather difficult to find, and upon arrival, who she assumed to be the owner of the small shop said he had none left. perhaps he’d been telling tales, but the disappointment manifested in her step. less lively, by the smallest.

estelle had decided upon an alternative route on her return to correct train station. back areas, full of automobile service shops, next to tracks that led to a place farther from her home. in the moderate weather of such lovely afternoon and breeze, no doubt employees of such shops would be more willing for today’s requirements. it could not be a surprise for their music to be heard. in one modest garage, a low mumble of an unrecorded voice could be heard.

ah ― had she been staring without realizing such? how embarrassing, and rude! ❝ Ah, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude ⋯ ❞

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夜会話

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     It wasn’t that he was clumsy. It was just that sometimes, bright and early in the morning, when the sun had recently risen and most people were off to work or school, Ezreal was only just heading home. He certainly didn’t work night shifts– he simply easily lost track of time. It really does fly when he’s having fun. And before he knew it, he was stepping off a train from Paralia to a station in Kairos in a half-asleep stupor, splattered head to toe in drying mud and leaves that were determined to cling to him. No matter how many gazes were drawn to him or comments about his beat up appearance were spoken, he didn’t seem to take notice in his daze.

     Until, of course, he walked directly into someone. If the good jostle didn’t wake him up, the striking, vibrant, uncommon shade of pink of the girl’s hair certainly did. 

     “Sorry, my bad! Just super tired, y’know? And I dig the hair.” Despite his level of exhaustion, his attitude almost immediately flipped to one much more cheery and energetic. “Oh– This is the train station, isn’t it? Sorry if I made you miss your ride to work or something. But I can make it up to you! Lemme buy you a coffee!”

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she’d chosen a certainly bad day to pick out the white dress.

she was only on the train to kairos for a response to an internet advertisement regarding a stray cat taken into a shelter. apparently not a very kind one ; feline was scheduled to be euthanized in the coming days, and one look at its vibrant eyes warranted a visit from estelle. she was unsure if she could take care of a pet at this time, but she figured it wouldn’t be too bad. cats were the independent type, right? true it may be that she’d fancied dogs, always, but she loved cats just as well.

strange people board on the train, and that she cannot deny even if she does not travel in such a way too often to herself. not much reason for it, after all. usually she suspects they smell bad because they neglect their washrooms or blast obscene music from their devices, but seeing a young man covered in mud was something she did not expect. naturally, she did not expect, either, that he would walk straight into her when she wasn’t looking.

ah ⋯

the mud and leaves now printed onto her was certainly troubling, but she wasn’t one to get upset for it. maybe it was like she had been adventuring with him ⋯ that kind of feeling. besides, he’d just given her about five different things to respond to at once.

❝ Eh ― ah ― thank you ― yes, this is the train station ― oh, no, please do not worry about it! I’m not in a big rush ― I live and work in Paralia ― but there’s no need to ‘make it up’. I’m sorry to have gotten in your way.  ❞

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{  ー quartzias

estellise would prefer the thoughts that she’s all well when it comes to taking notes; she has pages abundant for each class by the end of the week, weakened by earlier feverish writing, and she quite resists the thick temptation to doodle all over her pages. that is not to claim not to claim it never happens! it certainly does ―

in fact, that is why she finds herself in some trouble, now. judging from the state of her papers, she must have spaced out during the previous lecture of this class ⋯ all she could see here was swirls, dots, flowers, bunnies, the like. she can’t tolerate even one page missing, though. education was important! this was the only way to pass with flying colours! ( is at least what she’ll tell herself, as she still has little clue how she’s managed to make it this far in university & continuing. )

❝ Excuse me ⋯ ❞

a hushed voice as she confronts the person to her right, as if the professor shall hear her with sharp clarity from such a far seat. ❝ Do you have any notes on the recent lecture? ❞

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{  ー entertheamazingflynn

it was a source of common relaxation for her. of course, her days were softest enough, but it did not halt her in her enjoyment of the location. perhaps the largest cause was the good friend of hers; estellise would only arrive in the hours he worked, after all, and he’d be more than happy to serve her.

she wasn’t much one for things like coffee, much preferring black tea and the like, but the café had quite the assortments of sweets and she’d always been the carrier of a sweet tooth, spoiled so regularly ( mostly in younger times, before making her home here ) that it may as well be rotten. of course, she’d treated it with more balance than ever before, but estelle still needed a sensitive, careful sense in her fingers. she has mostly definitely been a victim of gluttony in the past.

she doesn’t want to go back to that, so she is currently trying to avoid the various parfaits set for display on the main counter. reading her book in much concentration, yes. she’s only here for tea.

⋯ it’s still difficult.

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{ ー dreamelodies

❝ Please wait !! ❞

she’s running the best she can in heels. given, she’s quite gifted at it, and has yet to break something ( bone or otherwise ) in the recent years, but it’s nevertheless an impairment. especially when the person she’s running after is already quite far from her. estelle suspects he would have never noticed the mistake if she hadn’t.

a lucky catch onto brachium, and she holds out the wallet that was definitely his. she’d checked the identification card. a bit embarrassed at her sudden contact, she takes a step back and nearly sheepishly holds up the object, both hands gentle upon it.

❝ Um, this is yours, yes? You dropped it ⋯ ❞

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      ✘ – “ That it is! It’s not often you get sun and no chance of rain. “

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❝ Eh? Well, I don’t think that’s true for summer ⋯ I think you should be able to appreciate all types of weather, though. Rain, sun, and snow are all beneficial to the world, and the sun always comes back. It’s quite nice, isn’t it? ❞

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delightroll gains unexpected company!

It was here–on the edge of Kairos, where the city ended and the forest began–that Takane found herself wandering to sometimes. She wasn’t exactly a nature person per se, but she didn’t detest the the outdoors or anything like that. So long as she could swing by on her own terms, well…

The woods weren’t so bad.

Though it added to the dogged feeling of loneliness that only vanished with the company of her best friend, being surrounded by silent flowers was preferable to the usual bustle of people, and so the student would continue to wander along.

…Until she unexpectedly encountered a young woman along the way. Takane’s eyes met hers in a surprised stare before she darted to hide behind a tree, face reddening. She hadn’t expected anyone else to roam out this way!

Maybe she hadn’t been seen? Yeah. Totally. Smooth as silk.

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she grew her flowers in many places. she’d a few rectangular planters around the shop, and many more in and around the ultimate comforts of her home setting, but estelle had never retracted away from tending to flowers in their most natural home. most of the morning glories and the like that had gathered circular around one of several elder olive trees had all been mothered by her, and she never came to stop growing any flowers here.

though, she didn’t pick them. she loved nature, the earth ー and it was, perhaps, a simple way of complimenting it and giving her thanks all in one.

while this specific spot isn’t exceptionally far from where she found her home, it was at least a twenty minutes walk, and she was already settled upon the outskirts of paralia. not that she expected that no one would ever walk through this lovely forest, no; but it was just not a common occurrence, so when she spots someone she’s certainly all smiles for greeting them. it’s difficult to do so, however, when they give an attempt to hide.

estelle gives smallest giggle to herself & peers around the tree.

❝ Um ⋯ ? Are you lost? ❞

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“Miss, by any chance are you interested in ruin exploration?”

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❝ Ah! Yes! Discovering things and exploring ⋯ they’re quite enjoyable adventures, are they not? And ruins holds the many valuable tales and secrets of our past. Did you happen to know of some place? ❞

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     ✘ – “ What a fine day for such a lovely face. “ Cue bad attempt to flirt.

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❝ E - eh? Thank you! The weather really is nice, isn’t it? ❞

curious she may be as to where the compliment had originated from, but she was a firm believer in spreading the positivity like this!

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{ ー ufowen

she’d heard of the temple. holy grounds were not such a thing to be ‘ advertised ‘, but she’d rather overheard a few at her fancied café speaking of it; & it wasn’t far from her home, which is to state that it was indeed in a remote location. fitting for such a thing.

estellise wasn’t particularly a religious person. she had never worried herself too much over such a thing, and she’d read much about all types of beliefs, but all of these were mostly of european origin ⋯ she might have trailed off and gotten lost during her distractions, somehow, walking back to her own home, but she could take this as a learning experience !

peering in ; ❝ U - um  ⋯  excuse me! Is anyone there? ❞ & her voice echoes. was it meant to be so hollow?

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{ ー zeroesque​

❝ Ah ― ! That’s ― ! ❞

she had, admittedly, been dozing off. the recent workload from school had been stressful, and the components of her unfinished essay lay out in front of her. something about whether fiction or nonfiction was more beneficial to youth ⋯ ah, she couldn’t be bothered to think about it in her sleepy panic. the sound at least one pot shattering was what had allowed such a startled reaction, & her first thought was that it was the visitor she saw before her, patient in front of the counter.

❝ Please be careful, ❞ and estellise nearly says it’s okay, though, i can clean it up, please do not worry about it, but she looks down and realizes the other isn’t that close to the counter, probably just peering at the details of a book on the decorative circular stand, advertising some of her personal favourites. ah, that’s definitely estelle herself who knocked it down.

❝ Ah! I’m sorry! To think I fell asleep and knocked over that pot ⋯ Um, please do not worry about it! ❞