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@hanabisays
WATANABE HANABI (OH SAETBYEOL) OC
Miss "I'll be alright!" when she isn't going to be alright.
Pretty awkward, but very friendly!
'I see dead people' but also she is like that person who is a guide for those dead people and/or banisher of. Honestly, ghos.tbusters should hire her!
damn it sucks to have death broadcasting at all time. But hey, she gets free cable :/
Hey, Hanabi is acting very differently and out of character? Don't worry about it.
They must make quite a ridiculous picture, Till thinks, shuffling into Hanabi’s house with their arms around each other. Like a mother hen with a chick who won’t stop hiding under their wing.
Till cuddles her closer, not caring about the mess she’s making of his shirt, continuing to stroke her head with his broken hand.
“Yeah… White Chickens…” He’s lucky his chin is resting on her head, or she’d surely see the way he grimaces.
It’s not that he doesn’t like watching things with Hanabi, or even people in general—it’s just that most of the jokes they make in comedies go right over his head.
“D’you wanna lie down on the couch an’ have some food while I put the ice cream away? An' I can come back with a blanket t’ wrap ya up in and start the movie then? Does that sound nice?”
"Okay. Just....," What did she want to say? She ends up shaking her head, though. She's reluctant to let go, but she knows she has to. So, she releases him and wipes her hands. "I'll get the movie started."
Till will find that where Hanabi buried her face, it's WET.
She drags her feet, making way to the living space so she can turn the TV on and get the movie started. It's on pause for when Till is back, and she's all curled up!
‘Nico’?!
“You two know each other?! How’d—?! Mmph—!!” Till is promptly cut off by the taller man practically tackling him. To his credit, Till thinks that he takes it pretty well in stride. It’s not really the time to be asking those sorts of questions anyway.
“What’s a cult?” Seems like a somewhat more urgent question for him to ask instead, peeking over Hanabi’s shoulder at the red flyer. But Till can safely assume that they’re probably bad news. It’s hard to believe that they’d be good guys if they wanted to shoot Till and Hanabi for simply seeing them.
“Nu-uh!” Till immediately protests to Wolfwood’s plan, jabbing a finger at the bandages wrapped around his shoulder. “You’re already hurt! You take Hanabi and I’ll…”
Till slowly unholsters the gun under his jacket, keeping it carefully pointed towards the ground with his fingers off the trigger. He hopes that in the near darkness the other two can’t see the splint on his trigger finger, nor the way his hands shake. The footsteps are getting louder with every second—they’re running out of time.
“I’ll stay. I can hold ‘em off for a bit,” Till says with more confidence than he feels.
Oh, she feels her heart racing when Wolfwood mentions the past. HIS past. There's no time to think about the horror he had to face as a child. Right now, she needs to be in the presence!
"Till oppa is right," She says with a firm nod, "you're hurt and---Wait, NO. No one is leaving ANYONE behind!" She turns to face Till. When did he get a gun!?
"Nico, Till oppa....we're getting through this together. You said it yourself. They saw our faces. You really think they'll leave us be once they get through you?" She looks up at Wolfwood, bemused.
The footsteps are getting closer, and before the two guys can protest, she's already springing into action.
Back then, she felt that she couldn't do much for Little Nico, but this time...This time will be different.
She HURLS the motorcycle toward the enemies. This slows them down at least a little!
"We're in this together, whether we like it or not!"
@punishercross
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“Oof!!” Hanabi’s head hits Till’s chest with a force that almost knocks him off his feet.
And the way his heart feels like it’s breaking has nothing to do with his bruised ribs.
“I know… I know…” Till’s splinted hand comes up to pat her head, dropping the bags of food on her stairs so he can wrap his other arm tightly around her.
“It’s not fair… Not fair at all…” Blinking tears back from his eyes, Till tries not to think about how he would feel if he were in her position. He only wants to think about Hanabi and what she needs right now.
“…How’s about we go inside, huh, Byeol-ah? I’ve got you some icecream an’ we can stay up all night watchin’… th-that one show you wanted to watch… What was it called again?”
"It isn't," she repeats with a shake of her head. She's got a fistful of his shirt in her hands.
His hand feels different upon her head. If she weren't so grief-stricken, she would have asked about it. For now, she's unaware.
She sniffs, rubs her face against his body. She doesn't mean to, but the runny nose rubs against him as well. "Mmm...white chickens," she says through sniffles and light sobs.
She somehow manages to bring them both inside without moving away from him.
As Hanabi releases him, Vanth lightly presses his knuckles into her shoulder. ❝ You will be, ❞ he says, absolutely certain of her strength. He would always admire it, the sheer will of Hanabi's kind heart. ❝ But you don't gotta be yet. ❞
Vanth gazes at her as he leans against the doorway. She may have let go of their embrace, but her puffy eyes and messy hair still have his concern. ❝ ... Think you've got an appetite? Or did you wanna take me up on that nap, after all? ❞
Hanabi nods at his kind words. He's always so reassuring and supportive. She loves that about him. She wipes her eyes dry of any tear residue.
"I'll be okay," She mutters. And it was okay to not be yet. She'll tell herself this for as long as she needs.
She drags her feet to plop onto the bed face-first. She moves her head so she can look at Vanth, "Nap sounds good..." her stomach says otherwise, though. At the thought of an appetite? Well, it'd be a surprise of Watanuki AND Shadow, wherever they were, didn't hear how LOUD her stomach screamed for glorious food.
“Fuck you!” Till immediately fires back without thinking. In his defense, he was pretty stressed.
Cheering up Hanabi by getting her out of the house for some loud music and dancing with people around her own age had seemed like a good idea at the time, but the last thing Till had been expecting was for the two of them to almost get run over. And by someone he knew, no less.
“Who the fuck drives like that, Wolfwood?! There’d better be a damn good reason you—”
The gunshots ring loud in Till’s ears and even more thunderous in his head. Moving instinctively, he grabs Hanabi by the back of her shirt, hauling her behind the wall and out of immediate danger. Unfortunately, there’s little he can do for Wolfwood, being farther away and sitting atop his bike, except apologize.
“Oh, shit— I’m sorry, man— I-I didn’t know—” Till tries to peek around the wall into the alleyway, but pulls his head back as a bullet hits unnervingly close, taking a chip out of the brickwork.
He did bring his pistol with him, holstered under his arm, but even with the guidance of the helpful man he’d met at the gun range, Till only had the barest amount of practice with it. Not only is he reluctant to use it against other people, but he’s not convinced he’ll help more than he’ll hurt.
“W-what are they tryin’ t’ kill ya for?!”
@hanabisays -> @ punishercross
When was the last time she went to a concert? It had to have been with Sora and Yeongmin. Back then, she remembered XELL playing, and she remembered crying her heart out because XELL was playing live, and it had been her dream to watch them.
This was no XELL, but the music and song were nice. She's happy that Till brought her out here to cheer her up.
She's been dancing and hopping, singing along to the songs that played---THAT IS UNTIL---!!!!
"Nico!?" Why was he driving like a maniac!?
The question is almost answered just as quickly when Wolfwood tells them they have to get out of here, and it is followed by gunshots! Hanabi flinches, but Till moves quickly, hiding them both behind the wall.
"Gah! Did you piss someone off?"
This was not how she thought their night would go! She thought Wolfwood was busy!!
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@hanabisays | Starter Call
Cthoni has aimed to wander and write, it seems. Since her Vital Instrument is missing - taken as Zodyl had explained - the blue-haired woman found out more about the joys of public transport.
She dislikes it, but at least it it brought here here. Cthoni clearly orders her drink, pays, and settles in a shaded seat next to another in Cafe December with her notes on the table.
She sniffs her drink. "Is this actually coffee?" The raider asks, perplexed. Coffee didn't smell like this on the Ground.
Hanabi is on her break, a tea of her choosing on her table, and a freshly baked pastry already half eaten. She has a book in her hand. Something about spirits and the connection to the afterlife. She knows all about it, but that doesn't mean there's still nothing to learn.
Hanabi's attention turns to the young lady. When the lady that Hanabi had assisted a moment ago finally sits in her seat, the shrine maiden looks at her with a smile and nods.
"Mm! It isn't as bitter as your normal ground coffee. This one has a hint of chocolate inside it. It's called a White Mocha Americano."
“O-okay… I guess that makes sense…” It’s hard to imagine that there’s a word Ivan doesn’t know, but maybe he just has difficulty connecting them with how he feels—the equal and opposite end of Till not knowing what words to use for his emotions. Maybe that’s part of the reason communication breaks down so easily between the two of them until they’re screaming and fighting. Or maybe it’s whatever makes it so difficult for them to control their emotions around each other.
“Sh-shaddup! I-I-I’m not sweet!” Till laughs again. “You are SO full of shit!”
‘So full of shit your eyes have turned brown,’ he wants to say, but looking at Hanabi’s big brown eyes makes Till feel an overwhelming urge to squish her face and pinch her cheeks. He swipes at her head again playfully, further messing up her hair.
“Very cute,” Till agrees, admiring her fluffed-up hair—his handiwork. “And very nice… I’ll… I’ll try that. Thanks.”
Till pauses, paling rapidly.
“I-I… I never said h-he was from m-my world…!” There are only two people here who would fit that description, and Till would be mortified if word of this got back to either of them. He’d never live down the embarrassment.
"OPPAAAAA," she playfully whines. Now her hair is ALL messy. His best work yet, probably! She gives the biggest pout and pushes her index finger against his arm.
"I guess you didn't say he's from your world, and I just assumed," She says, pulling her hand away and humming. "But am I wrong? Is he not from your world~?"
"What's his name?"
With her arms around him, Vanth tucks his chin over her head to hold her closely, hoping to console her. ❝ Nah, it's not selfish... ❞ He murmurs gently, the hand on her shoulder giving a slight squeeze. Together, they sway as Vanth rocks them a little in the doorway, back and forth. ❝ You miss him, H-Bi, that's all. ❞
❝ There could never be any fault in you for that... For caring about someone that much. ❞ Vanth's arm lowers until his fingertip finds the middle of her back, pointing to her heart from behind. ❝ It just means this muscle's working hard holding the piece of him he left with you. ❞
And just like that, with Vanth's reassurance, she doesn't feel as bad. It was okay to feel this way because she missed him so, so much. She tightens her hold on the back of her friend's jacket and sniffles.
"I miss Soma, lots." She wanted to do so much with him! She wanted to see and experience new things with Soma.
She stays still for a moment before finally releasing Vanth with a sigh. "I'll....be alright, Vanth."
This family.
Of course that's what they were. Of course that's how Watanuki saw them both-- people he would do everything in his power to protect, so long as they remained in this world together. People he truly cherished, that he could no longer imagine living without; not even able to comprehend a time where he didn't.
It was quite the apt thing to say, considering what he had decided on asking Hanabi suddenly. A thought he had not planned for this moment, exactly-- but one he had been thinking of for a while.
"That wasn't quite what I had in mind.. but if I find my shampoo bottle tampered with again, I'll be sure to let you know immediately," he spoke with a lighthearted chuckle, although smirked at her slyly as he poked her gently on the nose. "And that had better be the only thing on your mind-- no picturing me without hair again, lest those dishes in the kitchen need immediate cleaning."
Though, that teasing air about the man was gone suddenly; as he let go of the tea cup he had been cradling for some time. Now, Watanuki chose to reach out to Hanabi; gently taking one of her hands into his own.
"My request is somewhat simple, I suppose.. but it was still important for me to ask it. I see you the same way that you see us, how we live together in this home-- you are my family. Something I have only been able to have in this later part of my life.. and something I wish to never take for granted. Though we know one another well.. I want to be able to share with you the parts of me that are difficult to talk about. The things that I do not always speak of.. because I wish for you to do the same with me, as well."
"What I mean is.. I'd like for our bond to become closer. For there to be no more formalities between us. And to start.. I'd like to ask that you call me by my given name."
He gave her a hand a small squeeze, as the smile on his face turned just slightly timid, as if unsure of what her reaction might be. However.. there was also part of him that knew she wouldn't deny what he asked of her next.
"Kimihiro. And in turn, I wondered if it would be alright if I just called you.. Hanabi."
"BUT--" She doesn't want to be on DISHES duty! She keeps her mouth shut, but giggles nonetheless, a hand over her lips. "Okay, you have my word!"
The air isn't uncomfortable, but she knows this is something serious. He reaches for her hand, and she gladly has him take hold of it. "What is it?" She then asks. The Request, she was ever so curious about it now.
He didn't want the formalities anymore. Wanted to be closer as a true family. After all, what close family used formalities with each other? Even with her own mother, she didn't use formalities. They were close. As strict and stern as she was, they were close.
"Kimihiro," She whispers his name. It feels so foreign on her tongue. As if she never knew that this was her name. She's seen it written, but she can't remember if she's ever heard it spoken. "I've been wanting to actually ask you this for a while, too," she admits a little shyly. With her free hand, she places it over his, "But for whatever reason, the thought of coming to you and asking had me feeling a little too shy, you know? Hehehe, I guess there really wasn't anything to be shy about. We were both feeling the same way! You...You can tell me everything on your mind if you want. Anything, difficult or not even anything difficult, you can talk to me. I know I can talk to you, too.
If...If ANYONE gives you a hard time, I'll kick their butts, just as I know you'd have my back, too."
"What---Mmm, what I mean to say, through all of that is now that I know your first name, I get to call you Kimihiro-nii!"
Grinning a toothy grin at her, he nods, "Please, be as comfortable as you want with me. I really don't mind at all." Standing up, he still holds the tips of her fingers delicately in his hands.
"Ah, you're very busy, then, Saetbyeol. That's very impressive - you could be cut out to be an idol yourself, you know, which that kind of work ethic." A shrine maiden, right. He doesn't mention that he's the walking dead at the moment, lest she banish him before his work is done.
"Although I'm sure the cafe gets plenty of business with you up front, yes?" Yes, compliment her appearance. Better than talking about work ethic.
She can't really wipe the blush from her face. She's never felt so...princessy? Was that the word? Maybe it's because this guy was very princely. Truly like those idols back home that she gushed over as a high schooler.
"Oh, pffft! I don't think I'd be very good as an idol! I'm too clumsy!" She can list all the things that would turn people off with her being an idol for sure.
"At the cafe, I'm actually a book-keeper! I tend to the books at the cafe and am in charge of the menu board out front. If you ever visit and you see some cute writings of what's on sale and cute drawings, that's me!"
❝ Hey, ❞ Vanth says back, though it's more a sigh of relief given word form. She looks about like he expected her to—puffy eyes, messy hair, and miserable. He'll thank his lucky stars that she's not turning him away. ❝ Nah, it ain't no thing... Still feeling tired? We can lie down a while, if you wanna. ❞ The question and its following suggestion briefly hangs in the air until Vanth steps forward, setting a hand over her hair and giving it the softest ruffle. ❝ This island's pretty cruel, huh... ❞
Vanth hooks his arm around her shoulders, pressing her to him. ❝ ... I'm sorry, Hanabi... ❞
"Mmm," She nods when he suggests they can lie down for a little while more. She was still pretty tired, but she's sure she'll wake fully.
And another 'mm,' she nods in agreement at his question. The weight of his hand on her hair, and giving it the softest of ruffles, is a nice feeling.
The island was cruel, though, taking away someone she really, really, liked.
She wraps her arms around him and hugs him tightly.
"Vanth....Is it selfish to want him back?" It wasn't fair that his world got to have him. She felt bad for thinking such a thing. There were people in his world who probably missed him.
The word festival perked her ears. Her eyes followed Hanabi as she moved across the room, brightening the room with natural light and fresh air. Yuuka patiently remained quiet as her friend shared more about herself through a new word Yuuka had never heard before, but deduced from the its pronunciation.
"Beot-kott, that's Korean, isn't it?" she smiled, "what does it mean?" she set her tea cup down and leaned upon the table, cupping her chin into her hands. "Summer festival does sound fun. So yeah, let's go together, I need a refreshing turn of events!"
"Mm! Beotkkot is Cherry blossoms in Korean," She says happily. "Back home, I'd travel to both my homelands and get to see it from both sides. Here, though? Here, Beotkkot is an actual place in the Cotes ward. It's FULL of cherry blossoms as far as the eye can see.
You'll really like it, Yuuka." Maybe it'd remind her of home, too? Hanabi inhales the fresh air. "Let's go. This is the perfect weather to go see the cherry blossoms, anyway."
“G-geez…” Till stutters, hiding his extremely flushed and teary face in his hands. “If ya keep givin’ me all these compliments I don’t deserve, I’m not gonna have a heart for much longer, ‘cause it’s gonna explode…”
Really, Till can’t believe there’s anything uncommonly kind about him. Lots of people have gone out of their way here to be extremely nice to him here, like Ismael, or Eiden… or even Hanabi herself. If anything, Till is playing catch-up—trying to make up for all the times he couldn’t help others around him. Hanabi wouldn’t think he was so great if she knew about some of the things he’d done, and he would tell her as much if he weren’t so tongue-tied. Till can only hope that she picks a better role model.
“Like… like he doesn’t know how t’ say how he feels, and so he… acts out? Almost like… he doesn’t know what t’ do about it? So he acts… weird? Instead? Kinda like he’s... frustrated?” Till… hadn’t considered that. He’s certainly no stranger to reacting in… strange ways when they’re centered around a person—poor Mizi can attest to that probably. Usually, when Till gets feelings he doesn’t understand, he just cries about them, but he supposes that humans’ reactions to emotions could be just as varied as humans themselves.
“So… your advice is to… just keep doin’ what I’ve been doin’? An’… you don’t think I should… I dunno… b-be… s-s-s-s-weeter o-on him, m-maybe?”
Till’s face gets even redder, if that’s possible, resembling a tomato with a leafy, grey stem.
“S-see, now I know you’re full of shit ‘cause I’m a terrible oppa. I don’t think I’ve ever helped ya out with anything or given ya a good suggestion—not like you’re a good dongsaeng. How’d you get t’ be so smart, huh?” Ruffling Hanabi’s hair fondly, Till gives a rare smile. “And when’d ya get t’ be such a charmer? No wonder there are boys bein’ all lovesome t’ ya! Haha!” Till barks a short laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners when he looks at Hanabi again.
“Seriously, though… I hope it works out for ya…”
"Yeah, I feel like maybe he acts the way he does, because he can't explain how he feels? You know your emotions well, I think....but some people aren't intuned to their emotions that well. Sometimes they don't know the words, and that makes it hard, right?" Hanabi hums; she plays with a strand of her hair.
His question earns a confused look, though. She looks at him with a tilt of her head, "Aren't you already sweet?" She laughs, "I AM not full of shit!" Hanabi gently pushes Till in a playful manner when he ruffles her hair fondly.
"I'm just very cute and very nice, that's all," She says this with a full chest and a prideful look. It's all in jest, of course. She really doesn't know how she got so lucky.
"Anyway, just be yourself. I think being yourself is the best kind of way to be genuine. If you're sweeter on him, wouldn't that be weird? Maybe he'd find it odd. Uncomfortable, even. You guys are from the same world, right? Try to see from his perspective. Maybe you guys have something in common? It's easier to connect when you have that, I think."
❝ Hey, H-Bi... ❞ Vanth lightly raps his knuckles against her bedroom door, careful of how she may be doing on the other side. He'd understand if she didn't feel up to company, but he still came as soon as he noticed what the eclipse cruelly took with it.
❝ Mind if we hang a while? ❞ @hanabisays
"Mmm...." Hanabi stirs in her bed. She's been napping. Perhaps nearly napping all day? She crawls out of bed, hair messy, bed messy. After the visitation with Till the other day and her crying her eyes out, her body felt exhausted, and her eyes are PUFFY.
Still, Vanth is here, and she can't turn him away! Even if she wants to.
She should clean up her room a little. Wouldn't want Vanth thinking she was going through another depressive episode.
"Hey, Vanth," She says when she finally opens the door to her room. The curtain is opened a bit, allowing some light to come inside. That's a good sign, isn't it?
"MMsorry for the mess. I was napping."
“Hey, uh…” Till stands in Hanabi’s doorway, looking like he’s sprinted over as fast as possible.
“S-so, I saw that… Um…” He raises a hand to scratch uneasily at his bandaged neck, his other hands occupied with bags of fast food and ice cream pints.
“And… I-I wanted t’ come see how you were doin’…”
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"Hm?" She was doing so well. The majority of the day, she used it by cleaning her room and taking walks around the Watanuki home, and came back inside. Not once did she cry.
But....Well, seeing Till by her doorway and seeing him all damped with sweat from possibly running here has got her feeling it coming. Her eyes sting with tears threatening to come.
"Oppa....." Her voice breaks, and her eyes are on full-on watery. "Till oppa!!!" The broom is dropped to the ground, and here she comes. Practically slamming herself against his chest and wrapping her arms around him. For someone SO petite and tiny, she's so strong.
"I DON'T LIKE THE STARS!!! NOT ONE BIIIIIIIT!!!! HGHH IT'S NOOOOOT FAIR. IT'S NOT FAIR!!! I DIDN'T----DIDN'T GET TO SEE HIM ONE LAST TIME. not fair......"
"Following the recipe is the simplest part of cooking, Hanabi-san. It is your intent behind the meal that makes it so wonderful."
When he spoke those words, Watanuki looked directly at Hanabi; as if suddenly overtaken by quiet contemplation. She likely was thinking of his palette when she made the soup. Careful not to overwhelm it with spices, adding only the perfect amount of seasonings to make sure he enjoyed every bite of it. Even the okonomiyaki was incredibly comforting; reminding him of days long ago, when he would make the same for someone very dear to him.
Just like he was to Hanabi.
Just like she was to him.
"Shadow-kun and I are lucky to have you in our lives. You do so much for the both of us-- though perhaps he isn't so readily able to admit it.. this house would be very different without you in it. I will forever be grateful that you agreed to live here with us as well."
He paused a moment, placing down his chopsticks, as the smile on his face softened some.
".. I have a request of you, though it perhaps may come out sounding somewhat silly.." he laughed some, cradling it hands together atop the table. "Would you still be willing to hear it?"
"Teehee." With all the compliments and all that, she's worried it'll all get to her head. She scratches at her cheek shyly.
Don't boost her ego too much, Watanuki!
"Mm, I'm grateful to be a part of this family. Thank you for asking me and bringing me in." It's something she'd always be grateful for! She wasn't alone anymore. She had Watanuki, Shadow, and she had Soma, and so many others!
And now, Watanuki has her full attention. Not that he didn't already, but she's curious about this request and ALMOST answers too quickly,
"Yes--I mean, of course! What is it? Did you want to get back at Shadow for the prank he almost did on you?" Hanabi is teasing, of course. That day was the first time in a bit that she had a good laugh imagining Watanuki bald.
