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@nymphalidemic
" so, those little pink things around the school... they are bunnies ? small rabbits ? i am sorry for the silly question, but i am a little confused. “
in her defense, she’s never seen a mokke before. or any supernatural, up until recently.
// baby ito !! she’s a first-year juvenile delinquent who isn’t afraid to kick someone’s butt. hasn’t learned yet that being vulnerable is okay, so hides her love of language and gardening from everyone.
// kids are scared of her because she seems tough, but she’s actually soft underneath. thus, she doesn’t have any real friends. she gets in touch with her gentle side later, around college.
papercrne:
hand is removed, and he nods quietly.
❝ yeah, sometimes i do that too. faces are weird. ❞ laughter escapes him in shuddering echoes. the nearby street light seeming to flicker at the sudden joy from the child, though that could simply be a coincidence.
burrowing into the fleece, another laugh escapes him when he feels the gentle ruffle to his hair.
❝ ok ! i dont like the dark that much. ❞ a frown. it made his poor eyesight even worse. in decent light, he was able to at the very least make out blurry shapes and people. occasionally faces if he was close enough. the dark took it away. leaving him to seeing only the occasional flash of color.
feeling the hand on his, he grips it tight. a flicker of white grabs his attention, and he turns toward it. following with every step the teacher makes, it takes a few minutes of hard staring before he’s able to determine the shape as a butterfly.
❝ heh, you have a friend. ❞ he brings the bear upward to settle in his arms, using the now freed hand to point at the unnatural phenomemon.
tsukasa reaches to gently touch one of the wings, not necessarily knowing the way that butterflies don’t react well with such acts. pure childhood curiosity taking over.
" i cannot say i like the dark either, outside of stargazing. “
ito scanned the street for any open shops, somewhere that might be suitable for the lost child to gather himself before deciding what to do next. she’d considered calling the police immediately, but that might make him think he was in trouble. as it stood, her plan was to find a convenience store that was still open so they weren’t alone in the dark, then ask the clerk somehow to place the call for her.
but still... she wasn’t satisfied with that option. where else would the police return this kid besides his parents’ home, where someone stated he wasn’t welcome ? that wasn’t healthy for any child.
her eyes fell upon a lit-up street corner a couple hundred yards away. upon squinting, she was able to make out what appeared to be a neon OPEN sign on the front of a small shop. heaving a sigh of relief, ito took a step towards it, holding his hand but waiting for him to follow. his statement seemed to suggest something else, however; she turned her head, but couldn’t seem to understand what he was talking about.
“ a friend, you say ? “ it took a moment, but she smiled once she drew her own conclusion as to what he was talking about. “ i suppose we can be friends. i would like that. “
upon being touched, the fleck of white disappeared into a small wisp of smoke and blew away into the breeze. this didn’t seem to be the end though; when ito turned back around to face the convenience store, a few more glowing white butterflies had landed on her body -- one on her back, another on her shoulder-blade, and a large one right at the back of her head. again, she didn’t seem to take notice.
// finally made a solid ref for ito !! i cant draw legs tho asdfghjkhgf
papercrne:
holding his bear closer to him, the boy does not seem bothered by the cold. instead, hands remain clung to her pant leg or skirt hem, eyes being unnaturally constricted for the darkening surroundings. the other’s agreement made him wonder if she truly understood, or was simply just not wanting to talk about it. tsukasa couldn’t really say which one he believed that he preferred.
a jolt at the sudden movement. eyes flickering this way and that before fixating the other with an unfocused stare. feeling the sudden weight, he gently curls into it. despite not being cold, the softness of the jacket brought him a whole new sense of joy. nodding once, adjusting it so that a part of the jacket covered the teddy bear.
his hand floats a bit, moving to grab her shoulder — missing, then resetting itself on the inner part of it. laughing quietly, he moves to where he believes her face is. a frown.
❝ you’re worried about something. ❞ just a quiet observation as he removes his hand from her brow, turning his head back to her to give her a curious look. ❝ you shouldn’t be. everything’s okay now. ❞ another bright grin, kicking his feet a bit as he rocks his head back and forth. a part of him wonders why he remains, but that’s probably the attention that he was receiving and the woman’s kindness.
it had been so long since someone really saw him, after all.
the way he reacted at first made her feel as if she’d been overreacting. that was, until he pulled the coat around himself, as if he’d not had a new garment in years... the fleece she usually wore home from her work was oversized on him, but he didn’t appear to care much. if anything, more protection from the cold was better.
she felt a small hand pat around her arm. at first she wondered if it was another pat from the bear as a thank-you, but as it moved towards her face, ito grew confused. however, the words that followed made her put two and two together in a terrifying discovery -- not only was this child out in the cold with no family to be found, but on top of that, he couldn’t even see her. at least, not well.
once she found out who was responsible for this, she was going to give them a piece of her mind. not that it’d be intimidating coming from a skinny mid-20s schoolteacher, but on god, she’d still do it.
she suddenly realized how quiet she’d gotten.
“ ... worried ? oh, not at all. but it is important for you to stay healthy. “ ito blinked, her frown replaced with a soft smile. “ but yes, it is okay now. i seem to have forgotten to change my face. “
it would have been nice if she’d brought two jackets. this professional wear wasn’t suited to the chilly night air, at least not without her fleece. but that fleece had a much more important job to attend to right now. with luck, the weather would lighten up -- and maybe she could get this child somewhere safe for the night.
“ we had better find you somewhere safe, with more lights. this is not the best place to be when night comes. “ she placed a hand on his hand and ruffled his hair just a little before looking around. luckily, no one seemed to be lurking around, but there wasn’t much in terms of ‘safe places for a child’ either. not excellent.
as she was looking, a small white butterfly would find its way onto the edge of her sleeve. weirdly, she didn’t seem to notice.
papercrne:
a grin. the pats usually alleviated some of his brother’s symptoms, so knowing that it worked for this woman as well made him rather excited.
tsukasa watches as she moves around a bit, giving the bear a pat of his own. as if to reward him for a job well done. he tilts his head, another gentle grin spreading across his features, ❝ good ! maybe you can go out to the park, or find cats ! ❞ some of his own habits from before, leaked in.
the amendment that the other wouldn’t be able to play with them anymore forced a downtrodden look across his features. it had been quite awhile since he actually had someone to play with. most people ignored him entirely, but that’s something he had come to expect from the arrangement that was made.
he hopes that amane is doing ok.
❝ … i can’t. ❞ sure, the red house appeared to be their home, but being trapped in it for fifty plus years made each wall almost maddening. a reminder of what could have stayed. eyes flicker around, almost matching the other’s pace.
❝ no … i don’t think im able to. ❞ another frown, and arms rub against his eyes. a sigh, and he just starts moving as if mr bear was patting his own face, which seemed to light a smile on his face again for a second.
❝ they said that i can’t go back. ❞ tsukasa tilted his head, the vague they not referencing any family from the infliction upon it. he steps forward, and hands reach, gripping on her pant leg, eyes scanning something just off the horizon. however as he grips, a cold air surrounds them.
they said i can’t go back.
the answer he gave echoed inside her mind, that one line in particular. the implication that he had a home but was unable to return... ito didn’t like the ideas that was giving her in regards to his home life. this was something she’d been prepared to deal with, as all professionals working with children were, but that didn’t stop the sinking feeling in her stomach.
what kind of neglectful parents would tell a child they couldn’t return home ? especially this one, who hardly looked old enough to attend school ?
“ ah... i see. “ noting the change in his expression, ito decided that this might be a topic to approach with caution. if her inference was correct, maybe it’d be better for this child to stay away from them. but then again, she couldn’t just leave him out here in the dark streets, alone, scared, cold. cold... cold.
a shiver ran down ito’s spine, but she tried to ignore it. must’ve been a front blowing in from the storm earlier, maybe a sudden change in the wind. either way, the air around them was getting chilly -- all the more reason to help him get home safely. shorts and a button-up shirt were a fine outfit for playing during the day, but the poor boy was probably gonna be freezing if she didn’t get him somewhere soon.
“ it has gotten chilly out here. i would not want you to catch a cold. “ ito pulled a bundle of fabric out of her purse. unfurling it revealed the thing to be a fleece-lined jacket, sized to fit an adult. kneeling down a bit, she attempts to wrap the coat around his shoulders like a blanket; as expected, it’s much too large.
“ there. is that warm enough ? “
baby tsukasa starter ! / @nymphalidemic
❝ are you okay ? ❞ a strange inquiry from a boy that seemed to suddenly appear at the other’s side. he had not been there before, but yet — there he was. small hands and a strange teddy bear clutched in his arms. even stranger, given that there was no kindergarten or anything of that nature even remotely close by.
patting the other’s leg with the arm of the teddy bear, tsukasa will tilt his head back up to the other with a grin, almost mischievous in nature.
❝ pat pat ! mr bear always makes me feel better with good pats, so there you go ! ❞
considering the circumstances, the inquiry wasn’t too strange to ito -- not at first, anyways. to a child, this chronic cough she was cursed with was probably quite alarming. illness in general wasn’t something that kids could really grasp at that age unless they’d been exposed to it; anything out of the ordinary was worth a question, or a big-eyed stare from particularly shy children. and as a former preschool teacher, she was used to it by now.
that still didn’t explain how he’d appeared at her feet, and ito wondered if she was beginning to lose her memory along with her good health. chalking it up to that, she turned to the boy with a polite smile.
“ i am just fine ! please, do not worry -- “
she felt her voice trail off after a moment, when something soft hit her leg. looking down made her realize that it was the arm of the stuffed toy he was holding; the explanation of the action brought everything to light.
a healing pat for this... if only things were that simple.
“ i mean -- ah ! with a pat from mr. bear, i suddenly feel fit as a fiddle. “ to drive the point home, ito put both hands on her hips. “ thank you kindly for that; now i can go about my day feeling healthy as ever ! “
... as she tilted her head up and saw no one else around, ito understood something. she’d been talking to a lone toddler, with parents nowhere in sight, far away from somewhere one might expect to find a child. this situation she’d suddenly found herself in was weird, yes, but one thing was certain: there was a large chance someone was out there looking for their kid. the one she’d found safe and sound, hanging around the empty streets without a care in the world. and they were probably terrified.
“ now i would love to play more with you and mr. bear, but it is getting late. you and mr. bear need to go home and get some sleep, right ? “ all she could do was pray that this would work; leaving a child out on these streets was not an option. “ did you come out here with your mom or dad ? maybe a sister, or a brother ? how about we look for them ? “
// thinking about... ghost/supernatural ito au...... i kind of have a design doodled up already agsvdbnwbdbdbfb
// i guess thats more of a future verse, if anything,,, <:]
// but !! behold -- her. benevolent ghost of the language classrooms who holds open doors for students carrying too much stuff, returns misplaced belongings to lockers, etc. a little shy, so she’s never seen. can turn into a butterfly at will so she’s not spotted; when caught/touched by a human, she immediately turns humanoid.
// she died from illness and is based on the chōkeshin yōkai. that’s, incidentally, why butterflies seem to surround her in her current verse !
// how do u find people to follow on here ?? every time i go searching i just find a bunch of inactive blogs,,,,,,,
// thinking about... ghost/supernatural ito au...... i kind of have a design doodled up already agsvdbnwbdbdbfb
// i guess thats more of a future verse, if anything,,, <:]
// but !! behold -- her. benevolent ghost of the language classrooms who holds open doors for students carrying too much stuff, returns misplaced belongings to lockers, etc. a little shy, so she’s never seen. can turn into a butterfly at will so she’s not spotted; when caught/touched by a human, she immediately turns humanoid.
// she died from illness and is based on the chōkeshin yōkai. that’s, incidentally, why butterflies seem to surround her in her current verse !
// thinking about... ghost/supernatural ito au...... i kind of have a design doodled up already agsvdbnwbdbdbfb
@whatsyourwish. // ONE LINER CALL ; ACCEPTING.
“ oh, i’m so sorry ! i suppose i got caught up in my grading again and didn’t see you. “
“ how long have you been standing there ? “
@kaniao. // ONE LINER CALL ; ACCEPTING.
" oh ! your hairpin is cute. or is it a hairtie ? “
// like this post for a one-liner bc i’m bored !!
anonymous said : So, which one of the Seven Mysteries is your favorite? SEND ME CURIOUS ANONS; ACCEPTING.
" seven... mysteries ? “
ito blinks. her eyes show nothing but pure, unbridled confusion. she’s heard that term before, but she’s never been sure of the context. the seven mysteries of what ? is this some sort of pop culture reference she’s not understanding, perhaps ?
“ i’m so sorry, but could you please elaborate ? i’m afraid i don’t know what you’re talking about. “ the professor’s cheeks turn red with embarrassment. “ i’ve heard the phrase before, but i don’t know what that means. seven mysteries of what ? “
REBLOG IF YOU ARE HELLA BORED AND WOULDN’T MIND SOME CURIOUS ANONS.
hey yall !! i’m a bit new to the whole rp scene, and since tumblr’s search function is garbage, i’m not sure who all is active & willing to rp with me !! so, if you’re down to rp with a multiverse oc (current main verse is jshk/tbhk but i’ll rp with almost any fandom/ fandomless muse) could you give this a REBLOG so i can check you out ?
thank you !!
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