Dont Even Bother, Peasant!

Takumi Sumino's gonna get got istg, dating @misty-wish, Ask/RP blog

[superior-curry-lover]

Ask away or whatever, but I have more important things to be doing!

It's Mod Grave again :D This is the dark timeline's Kurara, which you can find the rest of at @thl-ask-rp

Rules and notices:

- This blog will contain darker themes than my other Kurara blog. I will try my best to cw posts appropriately

- Asks that make me or other mods uncomfortable will be given a warning. If that asker continues to make us uncomfortable, they will be blocked. This includes but isn't limited to baby asks and spammy amounts of 'killing or harming characters on the blog' asks

- Otherwise, though, have fun! I'm open to most anything

[superior-curry-lover]

“You there, madam!”

A stranger amongst the party approaches. Their appearance suggests they are human in shape, but where skin should be is pitch-black void that swallows light, its features and depth kept secret. A glittering masquerade mask catches the light instead, accompanied by a white cape and a top hat with a jaunty angle, all of which provide the necessary backdrop and focal points for interaction. They carry a large, cauldron-shaped bucket that continuously emits wispy smoke that obscures what lies within.

They pull a party popper from thin air, which fires a mix of black and green confetti, the latter of which are witch-shaped. It gestures to the smoking cauldron before asking,

"Would you like a Treat, or a Trick?"

Kurara eyes the stranger warily. Their get-up doesn't instill anything in her but caution, and the inexplicable magic they're pulling off only adds to that. She backs away from them a few steps, with her arms held close to her body before she crosses them.

"I don't want anything from you. Who even are you?"

[thl-ask-rp]

Time for a Halloween event!

This is a non-canon event, separate from any timeline or story events going on. It's just for fun! A really lighthearted event with no consequences!

What do we mean when we say "Cast and Crew party"?

We've used a theater metaphor here for meta stuff before. The idea that the muses/characters are "putting on a play" and that anons are an "audience" watching and interacting. This is kind of an extension of that.

For this event, most of what we've seen is a play where the muses are actors playing themselves. Now, we're seeing a behind the scenes event! See what everyone's "really" like when they're not "on stage"!

(If you don't get it, that's fine, its mostly just something silly for a few of us muns. We're happy if you just sit back and enjoy our shenanigans, and really happy if you send in questions!)

Who exactly is participating?

Any blog in the group that reblogs this post can be considered "participating" and will engage however they see fit. (If any blogs outside of the group wanna interact our muns tend to be pretty open to that, but I'd recommend sending a quick hello and stuff first!) Oh, and anons, especially our regular anons, are welcomed! Questions and the like always make things easier for us!

Is this just a normal halloween party? You're not planning anything?

Hehehehehe.....

-mod lane

[misty-wish]

As the sun had just gone down and the sky was fading from yellow-orange to dusky blue, Nozomi heard a knock at her door. On the steps waiting for her was her lovely girlfriend, expression unusually blank.

- @superior-curry-lover

"Kurara? What's wrong?" Nozomi frowned. She reached forward, placing her arm gently on Kurara's.

She wasn't sure how to react exactly. The neutral expression made her worry more than even an angry one would.

"Do you want to come in? I have tea and snacks..."

It was getting late, but she imagined that would still be fine. Or maybe they should talk outside, under the sky? Either could be nice, she imagined.

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara lets out a short breath when Nozomi holds her. Although, her expression doesn't change. It's eerie, seeing her typically-so-expressionate mask looking like...well, like a mask, for once.

"Let's take a walk instead, if you're up for it. The air in the school tonight feels way too oppressive."

Despite only knowing each other for a matter of weeks, Kurara couldn't help the way she wanted to crawl into Nozomi's arms every time something went wrong. She should be ashamed, and normally she was, but right now, with the way her stomach was twisting in knots, the only thing she was feeling was a dread that needed to be sated.

[misty-wish]

"Of course."

She took Kurara's hand and closed her door behind her. Together they quietly made their way out to the courtyard, between the school and the wall of flame. It was a nice night, the air was cool and peaceful. Weather like this was something the satellite tried to recreate, but could never quite succeed at.

She leaned in closer to Kurara, hoping to reassure her with her presence. She didn't want to push too hard, but she wanted to know what was going on. "Hey. Is everything okay? Do you want to talk about anything?"

[superior-curry-lover]

A sigh. A weak one, at that. Kurara squeezes Nozomi's hand as the two walk. The longer she waited to respond, the harder it got. Every second of silence between them made Kurara feel more and more like her worries were nothing more than crazed delusions, and that if she bothered Nozomi with them she'd either be laughed at or cause an unnecessary problem.

"I-It's, uh..." She looked away. Even with the mask as a protective barrier, she found it hard to look her in the eye. "...I-It's just...something feels...weird. I don't know what it is, but something hasn't felt right for a while. A-And my instincts are never wrong! My intuition is honed by years of political and business negotiations!"

[misty-wish]

Nozomi's heart stopped. Did Kurara know?

"Something feels weird about what?" She pretended like she had no idea what her girlfriend was talking about. She hated lying to her, to all of the team members. She hated spying on them. But if she didn't, her secret would be out, and Sirei would send her home, or worse. It wasn't like she was really a member of the team.

"Did something happen?"

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara, above all else, just felt relived Nozomi was taking her seriously. Coming forward about this had been stressful, to say the least, so having someone listen to her was a huge weight off of her back.

"Nothing specific, but...Sumino seems off at times. I feel like he isn't telling us everything."

She dropped her gaze, stiffening. "I hate being kept in the dark. I hate secrets. It's driving me crazy that he or Aotsuki or whoever might be keeping something important from us. Have you noticed anything like that?"

[misty-wish]

This wasn't about her.

Her first response was relief, then overwhelming guilt. She was still keeping secrets. Kurara still felt bad. And she'd likely feel worse when she found out the truth.

But it wasn't time for that now. Right now, she had to help Kurara with the problem at hand, no matter how hypocritical it made her.

"I...have noticed that. Sumino-kun acts strange sometimes. So does Aotsuki-kun, I think. I don't want to accuse them of anything, or anyone else for that matter, but...sometimes it seems like their entire group knows something...." She rubbed her arm awkwardly. "I want to trust them, I think they're good people, but..."

There was more she could add. The fact she'd seen Aotsuki sneaking out alone. Times she was sure she'd heard Takumi talking to himself. Her worry that Hiruko knew something as well. But she didn't want to start rumors. She didn't want the teams trust in each other to fade. She felt like she was walking on a tightrope.

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara was none-the-wiser about Nozomi; she didn't suspect a thing. After all, who would want to believe their girlfriend was a spy?

It was ironic, really. The person who had broken Kurara into a million pieces and ruined her trust in anyone around her had been a spy too, and now here she was trusting one again. And she had zero clue about it.

"So I'm not the only one...." Her relief was beyond palpable. "Whatever they're up to, I don't trust them at all if they aren't going to tell us the whole truth, regardless of if it's for a 'good reason' or whatever.

She stopped walking for a moment to look up at the stars. And then, in a small voice, said, "Th...Thank you, Nozomi."

[misty-wish]

As the sun had just gone down and the sky was fading from yellow-orange to dusky blue, Nozomi heard a knock at her door. On the steps waiting for her was her lovely girlfriend, expression unusually blank.

- @superior-curry-lover

"Kurara? What's wrong?" Nozomi frowned. She reached forward, placing her arm gently on Kurara's.

She wasn't sure how to react exactly. The neutral expression made her worry more than even an angry one would.

"Do you want to come in? I have tea and snacks..."

It was getting late, but she imagined that would still be fine. Or maybe they should talk outside, under the sky? Either could be nice, she imagined.

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara lets out a short breath when Nozomi holds her. Although, her expression doesn't change. It's eerie, seeing her typically-so-expressionate mask looking like...well, like a mask, for once.

"Let's take a walk instead, if you're up for it. The air in the school tonight feels way too oppressive."

Despite only knowing each other for a matter of weeks, Kurara couldn't help the way she wanted to crawl into Nozomi's arms every time something went wrong. She should be ashamed, and normally she was, but right now, with the way her stomach was twisting in knots, the only thing she was feeling was a dread that needed to be sated.

[misty-wish]

"Of course."

She took Kurara's hand and closed her door behind her. Together they quietly made their way out to the courtyard, between the school and the wall of flame. It was a nice night, the air was cool and peaceful. Weather like this was something the satellite tried to recreate, but could never quite succeed at.

She leaned in closer to Kurara, hoping to reassure her with her presence. She didn't want to push too hard, but she wanted to know what was going on. "Hey. Is everything okay? Do you want to talk about anything?"

[superior-curry-lover]

A sigh. A weak one, at that. Kurara squeezes Nozomi's hand as the two walk. The longer she waited to respond, the harder it got. Every second of silence between them made Kurara feel more and more like her worries were nothing more than crazed delusions, and that if she bothered Nozomi with them she'd either be laughed at or cause an unnecessary problem.

"I-It's, uh..." She looked away. Even with the mask as a protective barrier, she found it hard to look her in the eye. "...I-It's just...something feels...weird. I don't know what it is, but something hasn't felt right for a while. A-And my instincts are never wrong! My intuition is honed by years of political and business negotiations!"

[misty-wish]

Nozomi's heart stopped. Did Kurara know?

"Something feels weird about what?" She pretended like she had no idea what her girlfriend was talking about. She hated lying to her, to all of the team members. She hated spying on them. But if she didn't, her secret would be out, and Sirei would send her home, or worse. It wasn't like she was really a member of the team.

"Did something happen?"

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara, above all else, just felt relived Nozomi was taking her seriously. Coming forward about this had been stressful, to say the least, so having someone listen to her was a huge weight off of her back.

"Nothing specific, but...Sumino seems off at times. I feel like he isn't telling us everything."

She dropped her gaze, stiffening. "I hate being kept in the dark. I hate secrets. It's driving me crazy that he or Aotsuki or whoever might be keeping something important from us. Have you noticed anything like that?"

[misty-wish]

As the sun had just gone down and the sky was fading from yellow-orange to dusky blue, Nozomi heard a knock at her door. On the steps waiting for her was her lovely girlfriend, expression unusually blank.

- @superior-curry-lover

"Kurara? What's wrong?" Nozomi frowned. She reached forward, placing her arm gently on Kurara's.

She wasn't sure how to react exactly. The neutral expression made her worry more than even an angry one would.

"Do you want to come in? I have tea and snacks..."

It was getting late, but she imagined that would still be fine. Or maybe they should talk outside, under the sky? Either could be nice, she imagined.

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara lets out a short breath when Nozomi holds her. Although, her expression doesn't change. It's eerie, seeing her typically-so-expressionate mask looking like...well, like a mask, for once.

"Let's take a walk instead, if you're up for it. The air in the school tonight feels way too oppressive."

Despite only knowing each other for a matter of weeks, Kurara couldn't help the way she wanted to crawl into Nozomi's arms every time something went wrong. She should be ashamed, and normally she was, but right now, with the way her stomach was twisting in knots, the only thing she was feeling was a dread that needed to be sated.

[misty-wish]

"Of course."

She took Kurara's hand and closed her door behind her. Together they quietly made their way out to the courtyard, between the school and the wall of flame. It was a nice night, the air was cool and peaceful. Weather like this was something the satellite tried to recreate, but could never quite succeed at.

She leaned in closer to Kurara, hoping to reassure her with her presence. She didn't want to push too hard, but she wanted to know what was going on. "Hey. Is everything okay? Do you want to talk about anything?"

[superior-curry-lover]

A sigh. A weak one, at that. Kurara squeezes Nozomi's hand as the two walk. The longer she waited to respond, the harder it got. Every second of silence between them made Kurara feel more and more like her worries were nothing more than crazed delusions, and that if she bothered Nozomi with them she'd either be laughed at or cause an unnecessary problem.

"I-It's, uh..." She looked away. Even with the mask as a protective barrier, she found it hard to look her in the eye. "...I-It's just...something feels...weird. I don't know what it is, but something hasn't felt right for a while. A-And my instincts are never wrong! My intuition is honed by years of political and business negotiations!"

[misty-wish]

As the sun had just gone down and the sky was fading from yellow-orange to dusky blue, Nozomi heard a knock at her door. On the steps waiting for her was her lovely girlfriend, expression unusually blank.

- @superior-curry-lover

"Kurara? What's wrong?" Nozomi frowned. She reached forward, placing her arm gently on Kurara's.

She wasn't sure how to react exactly. The neutral expression made her worry more than even an angry one would.

"Do you want to come in? I have tea and snacks..."

It was getting late, but she imagined that would still be fine. Or maybe they should talk outside, under the sky? Either could be nice, she imagined.

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara lets out a short breath when Nozomi holds her. Although, her expression doesn't change. It's eerie, seeing her typically-so-expressionate mask looking like...well, like a mask, for once.

"Let's take a walk instead, if you're up for it. The air in the school tonight feels way too oppressive."

Despite only knowing each other for a matter of weeks, Kurara couldn't help the way she wanted to crawl into Nozomi's arms every time something went wrong. She should be ashamed, and normally she was, but right now, with the way her stomach was twisting in knots, the only thing she was feeling was a dread that needed to be sated.

[superior-curry-lover]

Kurara! I heard you're dating Nozomi! What's your favorite thing about her?

"My favorite thing about Nozomi, huh?"

Kurara turns away, taking a moment to think. What doesn't she love about her girlfriend? Her unwavering kindness, her sparkling eyes, her dedication to the war effort no matter what happened along the way....

"If I have to pick just one thing, I choose her honesty. Even when others are against her, she stays true to her wants and ideals. Though she may sugarcoat things at times, she lets her real feelings for people show."

She adjusts her mask. Though it's stupid to think someone could see her face underneath it, she's still anxious that the beet-red blush she's sporting is somehow detectable.

"I hate people keeping secrets. When you're the scion of the greatest family to ever live, people lie to get close to you, so they can take whatever they want. Our money, our status, our bodies...anything they can get their hands on, they'll take from us."

"Nozomi isn't like that. She doesn't hide things from me, and for that, she's the most worthy person of my affection."