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@sogetsu-kizou
//Okay, so itâs been forever since I stepped into this account, yet I still feel like a noob in this whole tumblr rp thing. Iâve done so many changes and reworks to this character, and to be honest, itâs a good thing I didnât do too much on my page. Deleting and adding material can be a pain. Anywho, Iâm gonna try this roleplay thing again. I kinda miss everyone here.//
((Ugh, it's been a while since I've been here. Still got a lot to work on with this tumblr rp thing, such as pages and bios and actually finding more people to rp with. Maybe this year will be the year.))
A Lighter Change of Pace
 The girl stood there with that camera in her grip, not exactly knowing what to do next. She looked like a confused child that was just scolded by their parents after throwing an immature hissy fit. For once, she gave any further actions thought, which was very strange on her part; thinking of regret and consequences as to what could go wrong. She merely just did the thingâs she felt like doing on impulse, not giving a single ounce of care for what happened and how a person/everyone felt in response to it.
For the rarest of all moments, she thought of how heartless it would be to further this issue. If she continued, giving it more thought, sheâd probably spark her corrupted insanity and press forward into smashing the delicate device into parts. Again, she couldnât destroy itâŠthere was a certain boundary level that she couldnât cross with himâŠobviously, photography was something she heavily despised now, but that didnât mean she had the right to destroy it from everything and everyone around her. Sure, Nakamura had physiological issues to fixâŠbut why bring everyone down along with it?
This rule could have been applied to absolutely everything in her daily lifeâŠbut for the first time, she chose to apply it to this situation. Maybe, just maybe, she even thought like a normal person and imagined the horrible ramifications afterwards lighting up their bond into flames. Truthfully, a side of her didnât want that. How would he ever forgive her if she carelessly threw away all his precious memories? Obeying his request, she shamefully sat herself a few inches besides him on the cloth, carefully placing the camera between the both of them.
ââŠâ
She did the same as he did, absorbing in all of natureâs beauty, paying attention to every slightest feature it had to offer for the two of them. That shaky moment was indeed a bit intense, but it didnât stop the girl from appreciating the fieldâs value. Again, this could never be any more nostalgic than it already wasâŠit gave a vibe of both haunting and relaxing at the same time. She couldnât remember the last time she sat with a companion in a peaceful spot like this.
It had beenâŠyears. Sitting there gave her soul a mysterious shutter. Honestly? Nakamura couldnât tell whether or not this shutter was a good or bad thing, but who cared? Really, she cared less whether or not venturing this old path was healthy for her state of mind. Even if it wasnât, she wouldnât do anything about it. A minute or two passed since Sogetsuâs last statement. It was a littleâŠawkward at this point. Awkward, but incredibly wonderful. She wouldnât want to be anywhere elseâŠ
ââŠwhatâs in that shit camera, anyway?â, Nakamura asked him out of nowhere, attempting to break the ice. âWhat kind of precious moments could you even capture with that old fashioned crapâŠ? Happiness exists for you somehow. Youâre always smiling like a damn clown every time you come to see me, so I guess itâs only logicalâŠbut why? Does it make you feel better, looking back at a time you weâreâŠhappy? Why look back? Doesnât that make you feel ten times more shitty when comparing to the present? Wouldnât that make you wish you could go back? Back to a time where things weâre better?â
Sogetsu couldn't help himself but huff at the questions she was asking him. The past contained all sorts of things, both good and bad. Perhaps a little bit more of tha bad than the good, in his case, but that was something to be discussed later, if ever. Eh, maybe he'll just cave in and tell her when things are less...tense. For now, he'll just go ahead and answer them. It was better than awkwardly staring at everything around him like she isn't even there at all. Plus, it's better for the two of them if she doesn't snap at him just like earlier.
"Personally, I'm fine where I'm at now. I'd rather not go back to the past. Too much drama and whatnot back there. Besides, we're all advancing to the future. Why go back to the times where obsolete tech are a thing, y'know?"
It was amusing to him. That last part was completely contradicted by the simple fact of him holding onto a vintage camera. Honestly, technology from the past was the least of his concerns. It was mostly the drama that he was more concerned about. Of course, he had more stuff to answer, like why he wanted to take all of these pictures in the first place. It was easy to just make something up and send that out as an answer. With the way he presented things, it would've been believable to her, as well as anyone who asked. But then again, it wouldn't really accomplish anything. Just him trying to show off or something like that.
"I suppose that even with all the shit happening in the past, the good memories are the ones that keep my morale up. It's like a reminder that I was once a joyous person surrounded by some pretty awesome people, and how I can live that again. Plus, it's a good way to show others that even years later, when we all go our separate ways, they'll still be remembered."
In the middle of his brief speech, Sogetsu picked up the camera and moved a bit closer to Nakamura, at least close be able to fit the two in view once he aimed the lenses at them. He made sure not to snap the picture just yet; the last thing he needed was for her to reconsider letting his camera stay intact.
"How about we take one last picture. This time, I'll make sure to blind my eyes from the flash, just for your sake. No one else will have to see it; just me and you. I'll even take whatever beating you're gonna give me afterwards, since you despise this kind of thing. As long as I have one with the two of us, it'll all be worth the bruises and scars~"
A Lighter Change of Pace
 Nakamura spun and danced around happily, clearly unaware at the light flashes and clicks he was making with his old fashioned camera. There was justâŠsomething about this field that caused her to feel so much joy and so much happiness. As said, no one that passed the place would have thought the same as she did. They would have scrunched their noses in disgust and made on by, classifying it as nothing but an abandoned old field with worthless value to anything and anyone. There was just something so beautiful about a place that used to be bright and colorful, now rusted and lonely that caused her to like it so much.
âPft, thatâs how I fucking found this one spot I hangout in! Got fucking lost and found myself stumbling about into it!â
The girl used to have a favorite childhood hideout a few years back, but with a couple of field security cameras installed after trouble, the spot was nothing but a watch prison guarded by mindless shitworms. Nakamura never returned to that spot ever since those changes have been madeâŠleaving her with no reason to go outside. Of course, a long walk/runaway here and there seemed niceâŠbut even those drained her energy quite a bit and left her feeling tired and groggy in the end. Sogetsu retrieved a slice of her pastâŠthe good slice of her past, the slice where she unwinded on her own without the negativities in life breathing on her shoulder to make sure she was doing what it wanted her to do. This field, it was quiet and well spaced with much room for her to be herself. It was as ifâŠhe found a place for her to be who she wanted to be, whenever she wanted to.
Whenever she needed to express her happiness as she did now, she could stop by to dance, jump and laugh until her sides hurt and got sore. If she got angry and fumed, she could come out here and scream until her lungs gave out. If she felt miserable and sick, she could run away from home and cry here until her eyes stopped producing tears. This field was perfect for her to relax and find peace within herself. Sheâd probably be found here if she weâre to choose to step out on her own. Though, when did she ever have time to step out? A mood kill to mention, but Nakamura had been highly watched these past few months. In fact, she wasnât even suppose to be out here, for he caught her in a moment when her small family seemed to be making a couple of arrangements for her and their current position in the town. Nakamura probably wouldnât mention or bring it up unless he asked, but lots of things weâre being put into action - one of them being the discussion of her health recovery. The poor girl had limitsâŠso sheâd probably have sneak out just to find herself sitting here for countless amounts of hours like she did with her last hideout.
ââŠAragh! Wh-what the fuck?!â
Flash picturesâŠit was one of those things that caught her off guardâŠespecially at a moment like this. Sogetsu got some heart warming images of the girl twirling and laughingâŠeven at that last minute before she began violently complaining. Innocent Sogetsu didnât mean to, but he accidentally surprised her with that last photo, flashing it directly in her eyes the second she turned around to face him. Obviously, thatâd get the little brat exploding with angerâŠand doing so, she resulted with physical violence. With a powerful thwack, she roughly smacked that old fashioned camera out of his hands, the optical instrument landing in the grass with a roll and tumble. Hopefully it wasnât damaged or brokenâŠ
âDonât take pictures of me, you fucking shit!! You blinded my god damn eyes with that crap camera..!!!!â, she shouted, pressing and rubbing away at her eyes so that itâd relieve the intense strain from the flash. The girl went over and grabbed the camera from the ground and desperately wavered it in his face. âWhy donât you watch where you flash this piece of shit?! How would you like it if /I/ flashed a bright light in your eyes?! Would you like that, huh?! Lets see how you fucking like it!! Piece of shit!!â
With a roar of frustration, she lifted the object to the sky, prepared to crash it to the ground, smashing it to pieces so that itâd never work again. Though, something stopped herâŠthat very second, Nakamura hesitated. The girl stood there and slowly lowered the camera to herself and sighed heavily. She couldnât do that to himâŠnot after he found this place for her. He went through all the trouble of dragging her out her and this is how she would thank him? For once, the girl was being considerateâŠit was his thing, taking pictures in the brightest of moments. Yeah, maybe she hated pictures in general, but why bring him down along with her hatred?
ââŠyâknow, there was a time in my life when I didnât mind photographyâŠâ
Even the careless and easygoing Sogetsu was startled from the sudden shift between happiness and rage. He didn't really mean to make the flash beam into her pupils, but the timing couldn't have really been helped at all. It was just bad placement for the both of him. Now, he had to deal with her on her worst once again. This was nothing new to him, but he did mean to make this whole day something to make her smile on. Technically he did, but it doesn't quite count well when it all flipped over into this.
Watching her yell at him, raising the camera high into the air, Sogetsu could only watch, too tensed to say anything back or even stop her. He didn't want this. He didn't want to see her break the camera, not with all the memories of this moment stored inside. Things like that probably wouldn't come so easily, in the future, especially not after all of this. He figured she would keep the grudge against him for eterity, and no barren wasteland out there would be enough to tell her he was sorry. That was the feeling he was getting from all of this. Why was it so drastic to him this time, as opposed to any other time she had a fit? Could be due to this being the first time he was ever the cause of her anger.
His eyes widened as he watched, frozen with a hint of fear. He continued to stare, watching her begin to throw the camera on the ground. Well...throwing would be an understatement. She was ready to slam it on the ground, literally wanting it to shatter into pieces, making the already-delicate item defective. It ctually reached the point where he felt the need to cover his eyes, not exactly wanting to witness this horrific moment. A few seconds later...he was wondering when the crash would sound his eardrums. That was what he was waiting for all this time. Opening his eyes, he tilted his head at her and what appeared to be her mood calming down. He wasn't sure what caused this, but at least he didn't have to worry about his camera breaking anytime soon.
"Nee, maybe you should sit down for now."
With an exasperated sigh, he moved aside on the cloth he was sitting on, patting the empty space next to him for her to sit. All this tension was a bit unnerving for him, which kinda felt ironic. One would think that how he was with her at this point, he would be the type of guy to just poke her forehead while saying some witty comment to ease the mood. Then again, even if it did make things better, a slap or a punch somewhere in-between would have most likely been unavoidable thing. However, this time just felt different, as if he just wasn't the same annoying Sogetsu she knew and despised.
"Personally, I think it's good to keep the memories with others stored somewhere, y'know? You never know when they might just vanish from your life, so you need something to hold onto on their behalf, right? Though...if photos bother you so much, I suppose I could stop there."
Another long sigh escaped his lips, his vision trailing off the redette and towards the stream, watching it flow endlessly. Sometimes, it would carry off a tin can or some kind of wet paper, but nonetheless, it continued to rush the waters from one point to the next. From there, he swiveled his view to the breeze in the air, carrying several leaves around in a random pattern. For the entire moment, he just looked dull, bored, wanting something interesting to come about. In reality, he was merely contemplating everything around him.
"Hmm...never thought you would ever be the one to witness it all," he said to her vaguely, his attention still set on nature and all of its works. "Since we're alone, I suppose it's not all bad, I guess."
A Lighter Change of Pace
 The redette cringed at all the unwanted attention they weâre getting as they made their way to the promised destination. She hated socializing the most, especially if it unexpectedly showed up in the worst moments. She hated being placed in any sort of situation where she was forced to interact with any of the town dwellers. Iâm pretty sure if Nakamura weâre the Nakamura we all knew a few months ago, she would have more than likely curse at all of them, acting like that same violent, immature brat we all knew and hated. But this time was different. Although the attention made her blood boil, she said nothing. In fact, the redette didnât even bother to look at any them. Nakamura simply kept her eyes on the path ahead, quietly shrinking in discomfort as she longed for time to go faster. Her lip was bit hard, almost to the point of drawing blood. She closed her eyes tightly as if it would speed up their journey or make the chatter go away/disappear.The poor girl was so uneasy, she practically forgot what they weâre doing in the first place. Like a frightened child, she squeezed at her grip while moving forward without turning to acknowledge their casual hellos and greets.
As said, there was something incredibly vulnerable about our little Nakamura today that threw her off quite a bit. What was it that made her changed so drastically? Iâm sure she wasnât all that different, but the way she was responding to her every day bothers seemed nothing like her at all. Maybe she was just tiredâŠtired of wasting so much energy on flaws that would never improve. This world is full of many issues and errors that disgusted her to no end, but why loathe over something impossible to change? With all attempt and effort, there was nothing she could do about any of it. No matter how hard sheâd scream or explode, nothing would fix it. The school girl thought she could change it, that, or make everyone understand itâs putrid existence by persuasion. Obviously, that got no where in the endâŠsoâŠwhere did she stand in all of this? Was there a point to raging over it all? No, there was no point at all. Perhaps this was something Nakamura admitted to herself a long, long time ago. All she could do was silently rage at everything. AgainâŠwhy waste that little energy you have over something soâŠmeaningless? Nakamuraâs mind fogged with utter darkness and void as her thoughts began twisting and bending in a violent matterâŠ
""So what do you think?""
Her eyes instantly shot open. The girl stood back at the sight, adsorbing in itâs astonishing scenery as she captured every bit of itâs detail. Something about the place seemedâŠnostalgic. In fact, it was comfortable. Typically, the girl expected some dinky hideout, fitted for a springy upbeat person, making up for his perky upwired personality. Somewhere awful, somewhereâŠnot nice. A place sheâd find unpleasant to stand in. But no, this place was different. Sure, it definitely wouldnât appeal to anyone else that stood in itâŠbut to the girl, it was one of loveliest things sheâd seen in a very long time. Ignoring the boy as he took his seat, the girl took a few steps on her own and stared into the distant setting sky. Finally, after a chilling moment of nostalgia, our queen spoke, her own voice trembling in her very throat.
ââŠ.itâsâŠitâs beautifulâŠâ
If Nakamura weâre ânormalâ like you and I, she would have probably cried right there on the spot. Of course, that didnât mean she didnât like the place he promised her. Oh no, she loved it. She was quite pleased to be there with him. The girl began pacing all over the trashed area, soon twirling merrily and spinning around the grass like a frilly ballerina dancer. She even laughed and smiled like a child would if they weâre playing in a playground all alone. One could say it was frightening watching her prance around like the psychopath she wasâŠor one could say it was nice and relieving. Maybe it depended on who you weâre. Personally? I kinda thought it was kinda sad.
âItâs like a giant shit-hole of a dumpâŠall in one disgusting waste of landfill!â, she cheered happily, arms stretched as far as they could go. Settling down a bit, the redette stopped and breathed smoothly, finally breathing in that gush of fresh air that she needed for the past few months. I canât say that it was ALL she neededâŠbut it definitely helped being out here to unwind. This field hadâŠso many similarities of a certain area in the townâŠa area with so manyâŠmemories, good and bad.
âHaaaaahâŠSoge-kunâŠI canât remember the last time I had this much fun. It ainât much butâŠI havenât laughed in months. Hell, I didnât even know this spot existed in the first place. If I would have known, I would have fucking came here a long time ago. âŠdamn, how did you find this place?â
This side of Nakamura...this was the side of her that Sogetsu was longing to see. He's been exposed to her many other sides, whether they were of her aggressive moods, her melancholic tone, or anything in-between. Even through that, he would see that slight sign of weakness cracking through her fortress of solitude, showing signs of trust and appreciation towards him. But this one, this was something he wanted to see for such a long time. It always brought a smile on his face whenever he was able to see the rare moment of a person with such a gloomy atmosphere experience joy. And this wasn't the type of joy that people would find in such harsh and malicious acts. No, this was the real thing. It was clearly a telltale sign that he did everything right.
To be honest, he actually found this place by accident. Still not used to this town, other than the places he would find himself at weekly, or even daily (Nakamura's house being one of those places), he would find himself going on several outings. He wouldn't try to go out too far, but one day, he was just determined to get himself out there to see all the sights this place had to offer. Going just about anywhere his feet took him, he eventuall found the trashed field where he stood today. The sight of it all irked him a bit. When you took out all the trash that people randomly threw inside and trimmed the overgrown grasses, maybe spraying a few cans of bug repellent, a place like this wouldn't really look that bad. People could actually hold picnics here. Perhaps that was where the true beauty of this place lied in. No one dared to approach this place, but why leave it all to waste? It could be their secret place that no one else had to know about.
"Nee, I suppose it's one of the perks for following your ambitions, y'know? In other words...I got lost one day."
Watching Nakamura dance around the sticky blades of grass, probably a result of someone probably spilling juice on it, Sogetsu hummed and laid back, content with the rare sight he was able to witness. As much as he wanted to join along, it was probably better to let her have all the fun this time. She needed it after the way she presented herself to him earlier. As long as she was happy now, that was all that really mattered. During that time, he searched through his backpack, shuffling through the packed boxes of food he brought with him, looking particularly for a camera. Surprising for someone as tech-savvy as he was, the camera he had with him was something no one would expect him to have. It was one of those vintage ones, the ones that would flash the bright light into the person's face before producing the crisp snap that would affirm the picture being taken. After a few seconds, a square piece of thick paper would come out of the bottom slit of this ancient machine, revealing the picture. It was that kind of camera.
While Nakamura continued scurrying around what more the field had to offer, she would begin to hear several clicks coming from Sogetsu's side. She wouldn't be able to see the unnerving flash, but even in this time period, the clicks should have been all too familiar. Why did he even want to take pictures randomly? Just another practical idea of his, really. Moments like these, he wanted to make sure they were far from forgotten. Some people try to cherish memories forever, but in many cases, they would slowly diminish, fading from the mind and being replaced with something new, more recent, in which the cycle would repeat once again. Sometimes, people would experience that burst of memory where they remember something from afar, though it would be pretty vague at that point. That wasn't good enough for this guy. He wanted to collect as many of these moments as he could. Who knows, maybe it would save her when things went too far downhill. That, or it was just an excuse to use this old thing.
"Y'know, I think I'm gonna try and make a scrapbook. Everyone else is doing it, so why not me? Well...maybe they're not doing it anymore, with the internet and all, but oh well. Say cheese~"
As usual, the young magician spent his day wandering around the city in hopes of looking for something interesting. It was a daily routine that usually ended in failure, bringing him down into an uneventful afternoon. Sometimes, people would ask him to run errands, but lately, that's been the only highlight of his day. Eventually, he would have to grow bored of the same, bland life he saw pass through. Therefore, he decided to try something new for a change. Flipping through the pages of his red grimoire, he looked through each of the cryptic words up until he found the one he needed for this idea. He then whispered the incantations under his breath, making sure not to stumble in his words. Seconds later, walls of glowing light would envelop his vision, blinding him from whatever was left behind. It would take a few minutes for him to see through the source of light around him.
Once the light walls dimmed down, the magician found himself in a desert, his short, brown hair blowing along the sand stream that began to pick up. He covered his eyes to block any incoming sand, and ended up finding a figure not too far from him in the process. It was a girl who...looked human, but had green scales around her limbs. Could it be plate armor? She did look like a warrior, and the giant sword in her hilt did show possible proof of that. "Nee," the magician called out, standing from his spot and tailing after the mysterious woman. Perhaps she would do the honor of enlightening him, telling him where he is right now. It is pretty clear that he isn't in his own world, that was for certain.
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The Magician and the Moon
 The wandering gypsy, a name she had long abandoned, seemed to ring true now that she was without a direction. Her creator had disappeared. The Arcana was not happy with their abandonment of the organization. It hadn't been long before her travels, her desperation, had lead her to wander through the woods of a place she didn't know. Emotionless blue eyes gazed upward.They saw a moon and an endless blue sky that looked too much like the sea; it was a sea that resembled oblivion and she wanted to be lost in it. Risollete stood in a thicket of trees. Her traveling cloak, an enchanting metallic silver, swayed with every small move she made and resembled liquid silver. Her red hair fell down in a mass. It was like dolls hair, the ones found on a child toy, all silk and easily untangled. The only godsend. Covered in dirt, her clothes tattered in odd places, Risollete was tired. Even dolls needed to rest. In the distance she could hear the plucking of a musical instrument. Something stirred in the air and she wondered if it was the wind, too shy to answer the call of someone who wanted it. Nature was something mysterious. It held secrets. It held magic. It held power. Breathing in deeply, she raised her hands. Between them settled her favorite instrument--the one she was born with. Harps were beautiful and for her they told wondrous stories. Thin fingers used flowing movements to strike a single chord. The sound expanded like a ripple in the water and spread out, just barely reaching out towards the edge of the forest. She lowered her head and gaze, wondering if she were going to receive an answer. This moment was the most interesting thing that had happened to her in months. This moment, it made her feel less obsolete.Â
The magician could only let out an anguished sigh as he rested on the rough grass in defeat, the koto acting as an object for him to hide himself. Patience was one big factor when it came to the forbidden arts, especially when dealing with nature and affinity. Anyone who planned on rushing these things would only find themselves being dragged several steps back. Unfortunately, Sogetsu was that type of person. He couldn't help it though; he just wanted to show something new in the world, to be a legend and an inspiration to all around him. A dream like that shouldn't be too hard to aim for, right?
One of the perks of being out here, however, was the night sky, illustrating a story with the stars in the sky. Some were deciphered differently, depending on the culture, but thanks to the red book Sogetsu always kept close to him, he was more familiar with the Greek and Roman version. One of the stories that caught his attention was with Cassiopeia's torture, having to watch the living from the heavens. It was a bit unnerving, considering the overflowing amount of vanity she contained, but also interesting, especially when on a time where he could see her constellation set upside-down.
A soft tune had disrupted Sogetsu's brief star-gazing. The origin of it was unknown, which left the young man in excitement. The sound was light and serene, just like what he would imagine in the wind itself. If no one else was out here, it surely must have meant the wind was answering his message from earlier. Quickly, he shuffled himself from his spot, adjusting the koto and flicking his fingertips across the thin strings in a different melody. He needed to answer back, let his presence known.
The Magician and the Moon
"Nee...I never thought this would be so hard to do..."
Sogetsu was in a bit of a bind. He had a goal set for himself: to become the youngest sage the world has ever seen, excelling at magic from all elements, to even be compatible with all affinities of nature. It wasn't exactly because he was so fascinated with the forbidden arts. Rather, it was for a more selfish motive: he just wanted to officially declare himself as the top of the magician's hierarchy. His attraction to magic was only second on the list of motivation. Only this time, he would have probably reached a dead end.
Lightly plucking the strings of his koto, the young magician had started to play a soft melody. He was sitting in the middle of the woods, so not many would be able to listen to the song he produced; only the plants and animals around him. Occasionally, he would stop in mid-note, hoping to hear a whistle from afar, relaying his cryptic message. It was a test to prove his level with the wind affinity. So far...nothing. No matter how much he played his koto, the wind refused to speak back to him. Groaning, he stepped away from his instrument and picked up a large red book. Hopefully, it would allow him some insight on this whole thing.
A Lighter Change of Pace
 She said nothing. Of course she didnât want to accept his offer. Of course, she didnât want to venture outside anywhere passed the front gate. Maybe she would have, if it weâre a few months back, when she was tons more devoted to stay away from the house as much as she could. Nakamura didnâtâŠfeel she had much of a motivation to do any of the things that she regularly did these past few weeks. But still, there was some sort ofâŠfeeling she was getting with this kind offer. I couldnât tell whether or not she would have had this same feeling with anyone else, but she was definitely feeling it now. I believe it was a feeling she always had around him. You would think someone so urging and persistent would be turned away or shoved off in a second. You think he would be one of the hatest on her listâŠbut he wasnât.
Nakamura was the type to observe a personâs point of view of things first. She never fully trusted someone at first, asking them her disturbed questions and thoughts about the world to see if they weâre of any interest to her. To see if they weâre a waste or time or a another shot to make things more interesting. Shockingly, Nakamura never traveled down that road with Sogetsu, instead just instantly classifying him as someone normal and boring. You would think she would have due to the fact that sheâs kept him around for such a long time. He obviously interests her of some sort, one way or another. OrâŠmaybe she didnât need to ask him these questionsâŠmaybe she didnât need to do any of those things. Maybe she already stamped his dull existence to be meaningless a long time ago but somehow kept him around for company. And maybe, just maybe, Nakamura, without wanting to or planning to, began enjoying the company he always gave her because it kept her from drying out. Heâs even made her smile a few times. Naturally, as a human, Iâd enjoy having that person around too.
She stood quiet the entire time, thinking this all out carefully before she decided something that would end up being regretful to her in the end. Her crimson eyes pierced before his very own, attempting to see through any of the hidden inners of his true self. He was different. No, his honest colors remained deep and buried, almost invisible to the eyes that just simply looked like a casual human being. No, it took more than just intent lookingâŠin fact, it was something that Nakamura couldnât even see. She couldnât tell. Unlike others, whoâs layers appeared see through and predictableâŠhis remained unknown. She never did this before - questioning his title, the decision of his presence that was made a long time ago. Perhaps, he was not what she really saw him asâŠmaybe he was different after all? Like something that has never happened before, the nobs in Nakamuraâs head began turning, but at a slow and steady pace. Her eyes shot down at the hand he was offering to her and paused. A second or more afterwards she was reaching out to it, sliding her own fingers in his, allowing him to take her wherever he pleased.
Impressing Sogetsu. You have done rather well. Getting the sadistic, stubborn minded, psychopathic deviant such as NakamuraâŠto trust you. She was even allowing you to try. Now this, my dear friends, was something that wasnât seen everyday. It was all up to see what the girl thought of his planned spot in general. Maybe sheâd enjoy it as much as he did or maybe sheâd hate it. Who knew.
Sogetsu was actually relieved to see Nakamura accept his hand, lacing their fingers together and allowing him to guide her to where he wanted to take her. You would think she would be the more surprised one, having him constantly bring up something new for her to experience. In reality, Sogetsu was always the surprised one, having watched her accept all of these things, giving it a chance. Someone like her would generally turn down the offer, making it useless to even negotiate with her on the subject. With her though, she would at least try it out, judging it afterwards. It was one of the many things he liked about her.
He wasted no more time sending the other towards the destination he wanted to go to. Of course, it meant having to cut through spots where people would see them. Not too many people, but enough to have probably set Nakamura off. All Sogetsu could do was wave to the spectators and move on. Some would greet him, while others were daring enough to acknowledge his companion and the hands technically being held together. Knowing these kinds of things would more than likely upset Nakamura more, Sogetsu made sure to speed up a bit, giving everyone else some vague response to keep them going. He's made it this far. The last thing he needed was for her to abandon the idea and go back home.
Eventually, he led her into a field. It wasn't exactly the cleanest field, having a bit of tall grass and crushed tin cans scattered all over, but it was still a field. Maybe that was the charm of it. It looked unappealing to most people, so therefore, who would want to step foot on it? There was a small patch that was clean and trimmed down, the spot being close to a small stream he mentioned earlier. In that clean patch was a large cloth sprawled out for the two to sit. Sogetsu was glad no one tried to claim the spot for his own. It was just the way he had it before fetching Nakamura. All in all, everything looked pretty good for the most part.
"So what do you think?" he asked, letting go of her hand and walking over to the cloth, taking his seat. "I had to tidy the place up a bit to make it presentable. It's not all that bad, don't you think? At least this way, no one will bother with us."
A Lighter Change of Pace
"To be honest, I just have a lot of free time on my hands. I meanâŠI could be spending all my coins in an arcade or something, or I could go to a bookstore and read. Instead, I just feel like hanging with you. After all, itâs been ages since we last hung out, yâknow?"
He knew he did a lot for her, maybe too much at times, but he couldnât really help it. It was his brief way of showing he cared a lot for her. That, and he didnât really have anything else to do around these parts. He could run off and meet other new people, but this one was the real catch. She already caught his interest so far, so why even give up now? Even if she didnât, Sogetsu still never believed in the idea of just letting go of someone.
Because of all that, Sogetsu could never think of a dull moment between him and another . He would make sure to find at least one thing to do, no matter how lame it seemed. As long as it was with someone else, that was all that mattered to him. Hell, he would have probably been the type of person to draw these things out of a jar full of ideas, and no one would be surprised.
"Nee, câmon Naka-chan~ Itâll be fun, I swear. There will be food and water and food and no people around and food and sunlight and food and clouds and food and grass and food and just the two of us. Oh, I forgot to mention food."
"Alright I get it!" Nakamura would harshly yell out as she aggressively brought a hand to the side of his head, smacking him squarely without a miss so that heâd stop himself from going any further.
âFood, food, food, food, food, food, FOOD. Oh my god, youâre like a record player or somethingâŠif you say food one more time Iâll break your jaw so that youâd be eating your god damn food through a fucking straw..! Ugh, youâre giving me a headacheâŠâ Bringing two fingers to the sides of her head, Nakamura applied pressure to relieve the painful discomfort she was feeling.
It was specifically /him/ that she couldnât understand. Of all people, really. Just where did he get all that energy from? Why was it that he always seemed so pleased to see her no matter what? She knew he had his own personal struggles in his own life butâŠwhere weâre they? It almost seemed as if they weâre invisible to herâŠor maybe even non-existent.
Either that, or he was really good at putting on a pretend happy mask for her. Sogetsu always had such a chime to his tone without a worry or bother. It confused clueless Nakamura. And that smile of his. Oh boy, that smile. It was just the icing on the cake that gave him the title of being, âThe Drunk.â in her notebook. Thatâs what she called him due to how happy he always was around her. The Drunk.
It only took a minute or two for the girl to regain herself before she continued herself in the conversation. âAlright, alrightâŠIâll play your little card game once more." she would shamefully say, removing her glasses shortly afterwards. Out of all the offers he handed out to her, out of all the plans he madeâŠthis one didnât seem as bad. She couldnât possibly eat in front of him butâŠthey werenât out in the open where everyone could see who she was and such. Besides, time alone for herself was hard to reach nowadays! Why turn this down?
âIâve got no where else to be, I guess. Iâd rather anywhere but here. My shithole fatherâs gonna be back any time soon soâŠwhy the fuck not. Just donât call it a picnicâŠyou kinda forget how lame it really sounds if you donât mention it. You canât escape it butâŠsaying it over and over again is a big fucking reminder.â
This ought to be interestingâŠ
As expected, Sogetsu flinched from the slap to the back of his head. Things like this always seemed to occur whenever he resorted to pestering her about things she would call dull or boring, or maybe pointless all together. In any consolation, it was a lot better than being punched. Even still, he couldn't lose his smile so easily. Not like that, in the very least.
Again, as expected, he was able to successfully convince her to go along with the idea he gave her. Sure, it meant constantly bringing it up to her, but it was worth it. Now, she would be able to experience the wonders of the great outdoors. Things outside were better in his opinion. No more having to feel cooped up with a limited amount of space. No more being shadowed by the walls within. Not to mention the relaxing sound of the wind blowing and the birds chirping.
"Nee, I'm pretty sure you'll like it," he said, rubbing the back of his head where she had swatted him. "If anything, it's a place to chill. You know, step out of the cage and let loose every so often, though I guess a cage sounds a little dark and morbid, but I'm sure you get the idea."
He then held a hand out to her, wanting to guide her to the empty space he found. Granted, he couldn't necessarily call a park. There weren't many benches or walkways all around the place. This was more or less an open field, which could probably make it more appealing for Nakamura, considering no one would really be there.
"Besides," he continued, tilting his head at her. "Maybe we could use the free time to talk. Not really sure what to talk about, but I'm sure things would spark up the mind by the time we get there. I can kinda tell something's on your mind already."
A Lighter Change of Pace
Like always, the brunette was excited to see the one standing before him. He couldnât exactly say the same for her, but he could at least hope she felt that way. She never seemed to show it to him, though it always turned in his favor in a momentâs due time. It wasnât much to complain about; he saw it as a bit of a charm. Something that showed people had to fight to prove they were worthy of being acknoledged by them. And that was exactly what he would do.
"Yeah, I guess it has been quite a while. I guess weâve all been busy with things and stuff and whatnot, but itâs still nice that we can see each other now."
Sogetsu followed his words with a smile, the same smile that usually gets to people, either brightening their day or making them want to punch him in the face. Hopefully, Nakamura wasnât feeling hostile enough in this very moment to do the latter of the two. It would be a plus, however, if he ended cheering her up, if she even needed cheering up at the very moment. Either way, he just felt like smiling.
That actually brought him to his next point, the reason why he came by in the first place, other than sending out his typical greeting to her. He still wanted to show her the spot he found not too long ago. It was probably hard to understand why he was so giddy about this place, but going through the past encounters, he would make it obvious. He simply wanted to learn as much as he could about this girl, but her apathy on public places made it hard. The more he could learn about her though, the more he could be able to understand her. That was what it was all about, after all.
"Nee, are you doing anything right now? Please tell me youâre not," he said in a pleading tone. "I just had this weird idea that the two of us could go on a picnic or something."
"It appears so." Nakamura shrugged. "Seems like everyoneâs had better things to do lately. I canât say Iâve been finding anything worthwhile to keep me busy but I guess you can say Iâve beenâŠoccupied. For once it ainâtâ so quiet on my end. Itâs up and about, but in an annoying, âtrying to fix meâ kind of way, if you catch what Iâm trying to say. You probably donât butâ-â Her attitude seemed a little changed to be honest. There was something a bit different about it compared to the last time he met up with her. It wasnât too drastic to count as an immense, noticeable feature, but there was something about the way she responded to his words that appeared changed. I mean, she wasnât kind or nicer. Merely moreâŠtalkative, if that makes sense. Responsive may be the correct way to describe her. I wouldnât know how to put itâŠinto words. Anyways, she appeared to be more talkative than usual, which already was a plus on Sogetsuâs end. Nothing foul so far. She soon gave him that same, âare you crazyâ look she reguarly gave him before continuing on to answer his question, ignoring the first bit of it. âA picnic? What the hell are you going on about, Soge-kun? Iâm not like that, you shitty drip." Ah, too late. WellâŠshe definitely seemed a lot more calmer than usual at firstâŠ
âYou know, youâre always so springy and shitâŠyou always have all these wacky ideaâs spewing out of your ass whenever you come to visit meâŠisnât there a limit to how creative you can get? Are you always this energetic or what? Do you ever have anything important to do or are you always this free?â
"To be honest, I just have a lot of free time on my hands. I mean...I could be spending all my coins in an arcade or something, or I could go to a bookstore and read. Instead, I just feel like hanging with you. After all, it's been ages since we last hung out, y'know?"
He knew he did a lot for her, maybe too much at times, but he couldn't really help it. It was his brief way of showing he cared a lot for her. That, and he didn't really have anything else to do around these parts. He could run off and meet other new people, but this one was the real catch. She already caught his interest so far, so why even give up now? Even if she didn't, Sogetsu still never believed in the idea of just letting go of someone.
Because of all that, Sogetsu could never think of a dull moment between him and another . He would make sure to find at least one thing to do, no matter how lame it seemed. As long as it was with someone else, that was all that mattered to him. Hell, he would have probably been the type of person to draw these things out of a jar full of ideas, and no one would be surprised.
"Nee, c'mon Naka-chan~ It'll be fun, I swear. There will be food and water and food and no people around and food and sunlight and food and clouds and food and grass and food and just the two of us. Oh, I forgot to mention food."
A Lighter Change of Pace (Sogetsu and Nakamura RP)
"Nee, nee, how long are you gonna be in there? Iâm sure stepping outside wonât kill you, yâknow?"
Sogetsu called out to his friend, waiting through the view from her window. Itâs been so long since they last spoke, but he never really forgot about her. In fact, he used a good portion of his time wondering what the two of them could do together. Granted, he learned how much Nakamura hated going around in public places, but he always seemed to convince her to comply with the idea. This time, it would be different. As much as he adored the bustling streets and the crowded sidewalks, he wanted to try something new for a change. A more quiet atmosphere, at least quiet enough to get the other to come along with him.
In the middle of one of his random outings, he managed to find a grassy area next to a stream. It wasnât too much of a sight; just a plain setting where they could sit and watch the water flow over to whereabouts unknown. To him though, there were many other things they could make use with. It was a nice place to have a picnic of some sort, maybe study a bit, even if Nakamura didnât really seem like the type of person to do such a thing. One thing for sure, Sogetsu didnât want to let it go to waste. If anything, it was a good enough place to talk without having others eavesdrop on their conversations. It wasnât like that mattered to him, but a little privacy never hurt.
A very cozy afternoon it was. Honestly, the girl had been way too cooped up inside her room to even notice how wonderful it all was outside. She didnât really get out as often as she did these past few days for some unknown reason. Multiple things had been scurrying through her mind, which made it rather hard to concentrate on anything and almost everything. That, and a numerous amounts of serious events and changes had been happening on her personal end, causing her to re-arrange most of her personal time alone to a different day.
These past few weeks had been one of the most hardest for the girl, even causing her to have restless nights without any sleep. She had the urge toâŠwrite. With a journal wide open, the troubled girl ranted on and on about her endless thoughts, burdens and bothers - almost as if the journal was alive, listening to her written rants through print. Frankly, I believe thatâs all the girl really needed. Someone that would listen to her, even if they said not a word in response to what she had to say.
Of course, as predicted, she was alone once more, so every sound that occurred inside and outside the house sounded a lot more louder than it normally would. Surprisingly, this quiet session was planned to be limited for only an hour or so. Her crimson eyes immediately shot up upon hearing an old friendâs voice, making her quickly get up from her seat to check outside the window to see who it was. There was no mistake in it though. She already knew who it was the second she heard the sound his voice. A brief stare and she was soon on her way she was to return his call. A slid here and thereâŠit wasnât too long before she would find herself face to face with the old friend like old times.
âSoge-kun.â, the girl would quietly say. âItâs been a long time.â
Like always, the brunette was excited to see the one standing before him. He couldn't exactly say the same for her, but he could at least hope she felt that way. She never seemed to show it to him, though it always turned in his favor in a moment's due time. It wasn't much to complain about; he saw it as a bit of a charm. Something that showed people had to fight to prove they were worthy of being acknoledged by them. And that was exactly what he would do.
"Yeah, I guess it has been quite a while. I guess we've all been busy with things and stuff and whatnot, but it's still nice that we can see each other now."
Sogetsu followed his words with a smile, the same smile that usually gets to people, either brightening their day or making them want to punch him in the face. Hopefully, Nakamura wasn't feeling hostile enough in this very moment to do the latter of the two. It would be a plus, however, if he ended cheering her up, if she even needed cheering up at the very moment. Either way, he just felt like smiling.
That actually brought him to his next point, the reason why he came by in the first place, other than sending out his typical greeting to her. He still wanted to show her the spot he found not too long ago. It was probably hard to understand why he was so giddy about this place, but going through the past encounters, he would make it obvious. He simply wanted to learn as much as he could about this girl, but her apathy on public places made it hard. The more he could learn about her though, the more he could be able to understand her. That was what it was all about, after all.
"Nee, are you doing anything right now? Please tell me you're not," he said in a pleading tone. "I just had this weird idea that the two of us could go on a picnic or something."
((Hello, all. I've had this account for a while now, thanks to a friend of mine recommending me to try it out. As I'm still kinda sorta getting used to this tumblr roleplay thing, I feel that this is the time where I announce my long-overdue introduction.
This is my OC, Sogetsu. He's more of an indie OC, though if needed, I do what I can to put him into whatever fandom. In a nutshell, he's has the spirit of a rebel, ready to turn the world upside down just to accomplish whatever task he has on his agenda. He is also warm-hearted and quick to befriend anyone who steps in his way, though at the same time, his desire to be in the center of the spotlight makes him appear as obnoxious.
I'll have a bio up for him soon, but for now, here's a bit of a starting point. Hope you all enjoy roleplaying with me, if any of you decide to.))
A Lighter Change of Pace (Sogetsu and Nakamura RP)
"Nee, nee, how long are you gonna be in there? I'm sure stepping outside won't kill you, y'know?"
Sogetsu called out to his friend, waiting through the view from her window. It's been so long since they last spoke, but he never really forgot about her. In fact, he used a good portion of his time wondering what the two of them could do together. Granted, he learned how much Nakamura hated going around in public places, but he always seemed to convince her to comply with the idea. This time, it would be different. As much as he adored the bustling streets and the crowded sidewalks, he wanted to try something new for a change. A more quiet atmosphere, at least quiet enough to get the other to come along with him.
In the middle of one of his random outings, he managed to find a grassy area next to a stream. It wasn't too much of a sight; just a plain setting where they could sit and watch the water flow over to whereabouts unknown. To him though, there were many other things they could make use with. It was a nice place to have a picnic of some sort, maybe study a bit, even if Nakamura didn't really seem like the type of person to do such a thing. One thing for sure, Sogetsu didn't want to let it go to waste. If anything, it was a good enough place to talk without having others eavesdrop on their conversations. It wasn't like that mattered to him, but a little privacy never hurt.
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"Ahh, it looks pretty nice and cozy," he chimed happily, taking a long look at the exterior of the cafe before walking to its windows to check inside. Those who were already inside gave him strange looks, internally judging him for his odd actions. It didnât faze him though; he turned back to his acquaintance with a nod, his way of approving the place.
"So far, I kinda like this place. Lets hang out here for a bitâŠif thatâs okay with you and all." Sogetsu then leaned onto the walls of the cafe, digging through his pockets and reaching out for his wallet. Pulling it out, he looked inside and counted the funds he carried with him, reassuring he would have enough for whatever he would have to pay. "Nee, Iâll even treat you as well."
She stood behind him awkwardly, staring off to the side when she noticed the odd looks he was getting, obviously not brave enough to face them. Only when he gave a definite answer did she look back. âOh good!â Her reaction to his approval seemed a bit overzealous, making her shrink back and immediately correct her tone. âYeah, itâs fine. It looks nice.â
His actions prompted her to check on own pockets, but his offer stopped her halfway through digging. âAre you sure? I have some money leftâŠâÂ
"It's only fair, since it feels like I'm dragging you along the place, y'know? It's all about good karma and balance and all the whatnots in-between~" Before she could respond to his statement, he took her hand, racing towards the entrance to the building. The excitement was too much for him; he was always pleased to hang out with a new friend in a new area. He wanted to do his best, especially to contrast with his bold, outshining personality.
As the two walked in, the eyes of others were staring intently at the two, mainly towards Sogetsu for interrupting their calm and serene environment with his odd way of exploring the interior. He didn't pay mind to it at all though. All that mattered was the experience with his new friend, and the food, of course.
