#yuri support

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SPARKLING WATER — Yuri scowls down at the drink in his hand, wondering if he should have just settled with regular water. He takes another sip and doesn't wonder for long. "This was a mistake," he announces, setting his glass aside. "I should have just gotten water."

"Enjoying your drink over there, Bernadetta?" he asks after a pause, taking his glass into his hands again to stare blankly down at the liquid within. Don't waste it, says one part of him while the other desperately says, please get rid of it. "Do you reckon that this would taste better with one of those fruit syrups the bartender has?"

“I-I think it’s fine!” Sparkling water wasn’t something she usually indulged in. She usually just drank regular water. Her father didn’t enjoy it, so there was no reason for it to be in the Varley Estate.

“I think I’ll just get regular water next but...” She glances over at Yuri. He’s frowning at his drink, looking uncertain. Bernadetta can’t stop herself from giggling at the sight; he looked cute...she’d never say that out loud though, never!

“Maybe?” She leans closer to him to look at the syrups that he’s referencing. She doesn’t recognize any of them at a glance, so she can’t say for sure, but they look like they’ll be good. “It doesn’t hurt to try...I can drink it if you really hate it, I guess...and if you promise it’s not poisoned.”

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just a moment

@sinistravi

There was so much going on...everyone was every where and everyone was loud. Bernie had managed good so far. She hadn’t caused a scene. No one was staring at her yet. Nothing had happened that her father would call her a worthless waste of an heir for yet...Bernie thought she was doing pretty okay!

But making sure that everything was going perfect and wonderful was exhausting. Stress took a lot out of Bernie on the daily, the combination of stress and not doing awful was even more draining. 

Bernie tiptoed around the edge of the crowds, keeping out of everyone’s ways and sights. She almost felt like she needed a nap. But she definitely was not allowed to leave this early, and she couldn’t just sleep her like Linhardt...

A familiar shade of lilac caught her attention. Bernie blinked. Yuri stood with her back to her, talking to someone about something, smiling and laughing...a strange bang of nostalgia struck a cord in her chest that she quickly grabbed and stilled. Yuri didn’t want to see her. Yuri hated her. No matter how he acted in class, Bernie had ruined his life and nearly gotten him killed and he didn’t want to be near her no matter what Bernie thought and

Whoever Yuri was talking to drifted away. Before he could drift too far from the fringes of the event too, Bernie grabbed onto his sleeve and rested her forehead against her back. “I’m sorry...” she warbled, her voice shaking with the sobs to match the tears springing in her eyes. “I’m just...I just need a second. I’m sorry!”

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suivre mes pas

@sinistravi

“H-hey, hang on! Who are you? You can’t go there, stop!”

In retrospect, perhaps Bernie should have listened better rather than continue running.

She was bent over, hands on her knees as she struggled to catch her breath. There had been so many eyes on her, so many people...she’d just wanted to get away. But they’d been in the way of her room, so she’d just taken off running in the other direction. She’d run and run, until she lost track of where she was going and kept running and...now she wasn’t quite sure where she was.

Bernadetta straightened up and looked around. It was dark, wherever it was she’d ended up. Was she...inside? It was hard to tell. There were no windows, just a long corridor with torches to keep the shadows at bay. Even that didn’t do a very good job though. Bernadetta had to squint to see, and she still couldn’t see that much.

“Oh Bernie...what have you done now?” She turned and looked back the way she’d come...or at least she thought she’d come from that way. It looked much the same as in front of her and she couldn’t see anything else either...

“O-okay...so you’re lost. That’s fine. A-at least it’s quiet here...and there’s no one here!” Slowly, Bernadetta started to move forward. She couldn’t here the...guard? Gatekeeper? Who’d yelled at her to stop anymore, but there had to be people somewhere, right? She couldn’t have gotten that far in...wherever she was.

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CROWDED.  /  they're hardly stranger to crowds or navigating them, but even this has to be pushing it. yuri can barely walk two steps without risk of knocking straight into someone, and swerving out of one person's path just lands them in another's. they wanted to find some deserted corner to catch their breath in. now, they'll just settle for being able to breathe without having to watch all their limbs.

some of the people here don't seem to share their caution, though. a rough shove from some stranger knocks them straight into another guest, sending them both tumbling to the ground. yuri barely has time to blink, never mind try to catch their balance, just reaches over to make sure the unlucky person they've brought down with them doesn't hit their head on the way.

“you must be quite an exception. i don't usually go falling for people on our first meeting.” a blink as they finally take in who they've run into. “second meeting,” they amend as they pull themself to their feet, then offer a hand. “sakura, right? sorry about that.” their other hand works to unclasp a charm from their bracelet, then holds that out to her too. “charm for your trouble?”

After the downpour settled and finally ended, the petite priestess could finally peered her head outside the building, getting some fresh air after being inside a small room for so many hours (despite the pleasant meetings she had in there); she rushed herself in the main avenue, searching for a way to distract herself from the enormous crowd that flooded itself in the street, but her absent-minded attitude made herself bump into another person, but to much of Sakura’s surprise, a familiar face.

“Oh..!” she found herself on the ground, but the kind gesture of them certainly did not pass unattained. “Yuri, is that you?” she looked puzzled for a brief moment, but as they helped Sakura getting on her feet again, she widened her smile in sign of gratitude. “Not exactly a perfect second meeting, but I thank you for your kindness!” she made a little bow with her head, “Let’s share our charms instead,” she accepted the mini turtle, but she offered her starfish in return.

“Next time we shall meet in front of a soothing tea, I hope” and she giggled, happy to have seen a familiar face she wasn’t able to see in a while.

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"I met Yuri during the arena… it was terrifying at times, but they never faltered. Fighting beside them... I saw how strong and selfless they truly is" she clearly remembered the battles and she was sure that if they happened to fight alonside again, she could definiely trust him.

"They protected me like it was second nature, and in that moment, I felt —safe. I’ll always be grateful to them for making the arena less difficult"

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[ Laugh ] - Laughing makes for a natural smile, and so the sender tries to make the receiver laugh for the photo.

"Y-Yuri!"

When they were younger, Bernadetta had always been quicker to laugh. There had been less to be scared about, and the boy who worked in the gardens that had been her only, precious friend was always so good at making her laugh. With a single word, a well timed comment, an gesture that was meant just for her, they had always known just how to send Bernadetta falling into a flurry of laughter.

She hadn't laughed like that for a long time after they left. And now, still, they do it just as easily.

Bernadetta's fit of giggles wrack her body so strongly that she has to grab onto Yuri's arm for support as she folds over. She'll feel horribly embarrassed about it and apologize later, but for now all she can do is laugh and laugh at the silly little joke Yuri had told her. She doesn't even notice the flash of the projectionist's spell.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I'm trying for the photo, I am! I promise!" She wipes the stray tears from her eyes with one hand and clings tighter to Yuri as she forces herself upright. When straightened, she opened her eyes to find the projectionist offering her a little piece of photograph paper. "Huh?"

As always, when she squints down at the image printed on it, Yuri looks beautiful. Smiling easily and looking handsome. They don't look at the projectionist though. No, instead that charming smile is directed towards Bernie, who's face is still visible even in her unladylike posture and wild hair as she is captured forever mid laugh.

It's the type of thing her father would hate. Her stomach flutters with butterflies.

"Y-Yuri!" She whines this time, turning to pout at them. "We should...um. Can we go again? I-I want a good one too!" She might not ever be able to display it proudly in her room, not without her father flying into a fury if he sees it, but...but she wants Yuri to remember her just as nicely as she does them.

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[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

touch as gentle as glass

Bernie trusts Yuri. Or, at least, she trust Yuri as much as she should trust a guy who has every right to want her dead, even if Yuri kept saying and insisting that he didn't. N-not that she thought he was lying! Bernie definitely wasn't worth lying to about something like that but...but the point was she definitely trusted Yuri a healthy amount for someone waiting for Yuri to take his revenge!

But even with all that not trusting trust, Bernie still didn't think that this was a good idea. Abyss was scary. The people were scary. Everything was scary, even if the idea of being able to get lost and never found or bothered by anyone beneath the school was something Bernie could appreciate with great longing.

She got the feeling everyone knew she didn't belong here too. Everyone kept looking at her as she walked along beside Yuri. Watching her as she looked around as well with wide, panicked eyes and ramrod straight posture. (It was probably just the uniform, she'd realize later. Or maybe even just the fact she was with Yuri. But no, this time she is certain she is definitely not making up the fact there were eyes on her.)

Something grazes her back. Bernie jumps with a squeak and presses closer to Yuri. Fumbling hands struggle for familiarity, but Yuri doesn't have the same loose clothes that he wore as a gardener. She settles for hooking a finger in his belt.

(The thing on her back was his hand, it turns out. Her cheeks burned bright red for like an hour when she realized.)

"U-Um..." Bernie's voice comes out high. It feels way too loud, like it might echo against the walls surrounding them so that every person in Abyss hears her. "A-are you sure it's okay? For me to be here? I-I really don't know if someone like Bernie should be here."

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🍽 !

Fleeting Snow

“Okay...so next comes the sugar!” If there was one place Bernadetta found any kind of confidence, it was when she was given free range in a kitchen. She loved trying new things and seeing what creative concoctions she could create just by experimenting a little with the ingredients. Aside from her bedroom and the greenhouse, the kitchen one was the one place in the Varley estate where Bernadetta felt comfortable. After all, cooking and knowing how to feed people was something becoming of a future wife, and her father had never discouraged her from that.

Having Yuri here was...admittedly strange. Her mind associated the sight of him so strongly with the outside of her house...how did he get here, anyways? Wasn’t this trip only for students? What house was he in? And when did he attend class?

She didn’t...mind having him here at all though. The actions were familiar enough that Bernadetta was able to wave away any anxiety she might have felt and just focus on the task. She had actually maybe been...unintentionally ignoring Yuri a little bit, but he hadn’t complained!

“So that’s one cup...hey!” Or maybe she had spoken too soon.

Yuri stood leaning against a counter, looking as smug as ever, holding the bag of sugar that she needed just above his head and out of her reach. Bernadetta pouted and huffed but she probably should’ve expected this at some point, if she was honest. “C-come on now, that’s no fair! I need that!” 

Going up on her toes, Bernadetta stretched to try and take it from him, but her fingers just grazed the bottom of the sugar bag. She groaned and tried harder. “Yuri!”