a life

in which I stand still. Somnus | links

[atamagaii]

Yoichi blinked as the girl fired off an apology, seemingly embarrassed that he’d snapped at her.  He felt just a little bad, only because he hadn’t meant to be quite so crass.  A small sigh escaped his lips as she continued to prattle on, he rested his chin in his hand as he waited for her to stop.  Her apologies quickly turned into her singing the song in question – he suddenly very much regretted asking her what she had been humming – and then embarrassing herself further with another apology.  He felt a bit of second hand embarrassment himself.

“Well…that was something.”  He quickly turned his attention back to his cards and reshuffled the deck.  Carefully pulling out two cards, he leaned them against one another to begin rebuilding his house.  “I’ve never heard that song before.  It was kinda cute.”  A small smile crossed his face for a moment before he returned to one of extreme concentration.  Once they stood upright, he placed another two cards next to them.

“I didn’t matter to me if you gave me your name one way or another, but since you brought it up my name is Yoichi.  You can call my Yoich or Yo-Yo or Chi or really any nickname your heart desires, I don’t care.”  With his concentration renewed he was building much faster now, and managed to throw down his foundation layer of cards before moving onto the next row.  His eyes darted back up to meet hers.  “So then your name is…?”

[sistere-blog]

:: With the little conversation Furi had as of late she wasn’t quite sure if she was talking the appropriate amount or talking too much or too little. But, the again, she wasn’t quite sure of anything. Lately, her memory had been vague as if she were recalling someone else’s life within her own thoughts, there was a distance there she could not yet lessen. There were spots of clarity like anything related to her sister and the inn she lived in but there was a point where all things ended and with that finality there was a certain sense of dread looming beyond. But that was neither here nor there, and certainly not something she would bring up to the other although she had turned it over often in her thoughts.

Watching as he built up the cards, Furi smiled. The nicknames sounded adorable but she wasn’t sure she’d have the courage to call him anything but his name. If she could then... “If I could call you anything then it’d be fitting to call you Ichi since you’d be my first friend here.” Furi breathed a chuckle before realizing that she had actually mused her thoughts aloud. The red crept up again on her cheeks and she attempted to draw attention away from herself by steering the conversation elsewhere. “I-” She started sharply. “I’m Taira, Furi but you can call me Furi, that is if you’d like! Um, s-so I’ve never seen someone do that with cards. That’s pretty interesting!”

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Drabble Scenario Generator | Accepting

:: "If I could just...” Furi muttered the breath of her words heard only by the tree she was hanging from. Her arms looped around its lowest branch but her legs still swung one leap from the ground. Placing one heel into the tree, reflexively apologizing as she stabbed it with her shoe, she attempted to walk her lower half up and around the tree’s branch to assume a sloth-like position. She was not very versed with climbing trees. 

Nevertheless, with much effort and the passing of several minutes Furi managed to wrap her legs around the branch and after excitedly whispering a triumphant “Yes!” found herself stuck. “Maybe, if I...” She tilted her head back to look at the stone wall near the branch. It stood still and far from her reach. “This is much easier in the stories.” Furi told herself. Her arms were getting sore and she was wondering if it would be better to simply run out. She let her head hang to the side and met eyes with a stranger who was very intently staring at her as if trying to figure out what sort of creature she was: sloth or human or a combination of both.

“Wait!” Her legs unhooked from the tree as did her arms and she fell with a thump on her bottom. Scrambling to stand up, Furi fidgeted with her hands for a moment before calling out to him. “I’m not a thief, I swear. I’m supposed to be here to meet my marriage partner but you see-” Her eyebrows knitted together and she drew herself up to stand as confident as she had ever been in the span of their meeting and she may have looked somewhat elegant if it had not been for her leafy and bark-stained dress, messy hair, and the way she drew up her fists and pounded them at the air with her argument. “I do not wish to be given away. Perhaps, I have no prospects otherwise but it is becoming the way of this world to see everything in profit and loss. I will not be thought of like that!” 

“So,” Furi looked down, continuing on softly. “I was going to climb the tree and hop onto the wall and escape, like in the books, and perhaps find adventure and love on my own.” She met his eyes then and did not waver. “So, if you could help me climb this...” Furi faltered, remembering that her family had assured her, she had claimed it was due to embarrassment but she did want to know for her grand escape, that no one else but their family and him and a server or two would be there and the servers did have uniforms that looked nothing like what he was wearing. The confidence she had been wearing fell to a shocked blankness. “There is no way, I suppose, for you to forget all that is there?”

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:: Seeker’s Wood was, by no means, a wood. Perhaps, it had started as a wood once but, as acorns fell and were planted by squirrels with a memory lasting no longer than the next appearance of a hungry fox and time passed as it tends to do, it grew. The seeds were planted alongside the upward slope of a mountain valley when the mountain had been new and large and looming and perhaps the wood had gained its name then. There may have been a treasure or two, a legend or tower, that many an adventurer sought within those trees and so the nearby town had called it Seeker’s Wood. But now the mountain, once proud and challenging, had a softness around its edges that comes with age and the weathering of years and the wood became its coating to guard the mountain from the chill that had beaten it down. And the people that traveled to the Seeker’s Wood were no adventurers in the old sense, but families and friends and strangers seeking something out of the ordinary.

But while at first the wood appears like any other with sunshine filtering in through the trees and bathing the campers in a pleasant warmth, further into it there is a forest and further down still the forest loses the friendly summer sun and the trees become silent and guarded. And here only the brave adventure on, the brave, the unlucky, and the foolish.

“Did you hear that?” Furi asked nervously, glancing over her shoulder at the dark behind them. She walked faster with a slight nervous hop to catch up to her friend who had decided their camping trip for them. Fleur grunted then groaned in frustration as she stared, harder than Furi had ever thought anyone could stare, at the map she held. 

“How the fuck do people read these things? Once this is over I’m gonna find the fucker that made this broken map and shove it up their a-”

“Is that how you’ve been holding it this whole time?” Furi piped up, leaning over the shorter girl’s shoulder to peer at the map. She didn’t want to say it, really. She didn’t want to doubt or believe that what she surmised, from the way that the compass on the map’s page had South pointing upwards, could be happening.

“Yeah, why?” The other stopped, turning back, and spit the words with a bit of venom. Fleur was annoyed at being interrupted, annoyed at the map, annoyed at the whole camping trip that was supposed to be fun but was now even less fun than being given a pile of sh-

“It’s-It’s upside-down.”

“What.”

“The map is supposed to be...” Furi reached over to pluck the map gently from Fleur’s hands while adding in a ‘Sorry, if you don’t mind’, and righted it as she returned it to Fleur’s hands which had paused comically in the air as if reading an invisible map. “That way.”

“Oh.”

“Um.”

“Shit.”

[cursorium]

three word starters.

❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜

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:: I'm good with plotting and pre-established relationships with Furi! So if you’d like to plot or be her friend or someone just send me an ask. I forgot to include this with my little Furi intro so!!

[atamagaii]

@sistere

This required complete and total focus.  He’d nicked a pack of cards off of some poor drunks table and had retired to his own corner of the Inn to build a house out of them.  It’d been something he had done to pass the time when he was younger and seemed like the kind of mindless work he needed to do right now.  Some rather unpleasant memories had just resurfaced and he wanted to do some mind numbing work to forget them again.

Yoichi carefully leaned the cards against one another before stacking a card on top to build the next row.  He had actually used up nearly half the deck when a girl approached, sitting at a table in front of him.  He ignored her presence at first since it didn’t seem that she wanted to talk to him but quickly found himself unable to as she started quietly humming.  The corner of his mouth twitched in irritance as it broke his concentration; he shook his head slightly before returning to work.

Then she began tapping her foot.  It was rhythmic as if she were tapping out a song.  Perhaps the song she wouldn’t stop humming.  He placed the last card down needed to finish another tier; since he wasn’t as careful he knocked down his precious work.  His mouth twitched again.  Yoichi took in a deep breath before letting out a loud sigh, turning to face her.

“I know I’m in a public place but can’t you see I’m trying to focus over here?  What the hell are you humming anyway?”

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:: The humming had taken her the same way one is taken by sleep, in a creeping, sudden way that leaves no room for one to wonder when and how only that they did. And so from the moment Furi had found herself alone, though being alone wasn’t such a new thing to her it was certainly something unpleasant when everyone else is very much with company, she had taken to filling her conversations with music. It was not a conscious choice but the kind of natural response like a child licking their fingers after a greasy-fingered meal; it was a natural afterthought that required, funnily enough, no thought at all.

So she hummed when her mind wandered, her mind returning to her village and the songs they used to sing when working, when walking. And when she sat down at the table in the tavern that was not quite empty and not quite full, though it would be more empty than full at the rate people were leaving to venture off as they tended to do these days, she sat down with the intention but without the conviction to read. Furi liked reading but she read of fairy tales and adventures, of wonders hiding beyond easy, sloping hilltops and distant, cloudy mountains. She read of legends and rescues and tragedies and destinies. She read of magic. And of journeys. And of fate.

And this, being stolen away with little memory as to how, was more adventure than she had ever thought would come her way. Indeed, she had hoped and she had wondered and she had dreamed but she did not think; she did not believe as she used to with the easy wholeheartedness she had before as a child of eight or nine or ten. So it was that the words on the page stared past her and she neither comprehended nor particularly cared for the story written on the parchment. There it was then that the humming began.

But it was, as usual, something she did not pay any attention to and so when the man turned to face her with almost a scowl on his features Furi was surprised. Then immediately apologetic.

“I-I’m sorry! Truly! I did not mean to bother you at all. I was...” The truth, though embarrassing and evident in the color that rose to barely hint at its existence on her cheeks, swiftly and surely flitted out. “I haven’t had much conversation since I woke up here so instead I hum a lot...I guess. I’ll stop now that I know I was doing it and since it troubles you!” She breathed, her next inhalation a small, audible one. “Oh, I wasn’t paying much attention to the song but I think it’s the one about the village girl who dreams a lot. I quite like it, liked it ever since my sister sang it to me to tease me about it.” She chuckled, it was a distant laugh.

Furi looked away from him, her hands drumming the table quietly. Her voice wavered but the village song came out softly and pleasantly with a rhythm much like a child hopping about.

                                                    { I once knew a village girl                                                   whose head lived in the clouds                                           she dreamt of knights and piles of gold                                               though many a suitor came around.                                           And though they begged her for her kiss                                                       she paid them little mind                                           for she dreamt of wings and fairy kings                                             Only for her fancies was she a bride. }

“Ah, wait.” She turned, a color deeper than pink but lighter than crimson dusting her features much more visibly now. “I’m sorry! You only meant for a name didn’t you.”

[ofrespite]

                            ‘ no! i wanna stick my foot so far                             up her ass my shoelaces come out                             of her nostrils! ‘

[sistere-blog]

:: “T-That’s very descriptive of you      but everyone’s nervous right now      maybe we can save the fight for later?”

[ofrespite]

                              ‘ be the bigger person? no!?                               im four foot seven and angry                               you be the bigger person! ‘

[sistere-blog]

:: "I-I’m sorry about my poor word choice!       But I’m sure she didn’t mean anything--       so let’s forget about fighting! O-Okay?”

[sistere-blog]

     Using this as a test post and also as a notice. Hello it is I, Efi, again with my second OC. Sorry for anyone waiting for replies on Kura I just. Furi has taken hold and the grip is strong.

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toshishita no otokonoko by hiro chihiro