have a nice dream.

Ange Ushiromiya Citizen | BB Gun | District Epsilon Can use minimal magic 3 times a day Affiliated with Citta Alveare.

[thelastushiromiya]

(( Phew, I didn't notice I stayed away from this blog for a week! Ibuki takes all my time away lately, and Ange's muse has been waining as a result. I apologize for the lack of updates and replies.

That being said, right now I only owe replies to:

Togami

Hanten-in

France

I'll get them written later. In the meantime if you want to plot something with Ange, don't hesitate hitting my askbox! I think I have enough threads to make her a Noble by now, but I wouldn't mind some help having my muse nudged forward. ))

[acruelsmile-blog]

"Oh, I suppose so."

"I was born in Japan, and my name is Japanese, too. I look Japanese as well, don’t I?" Apart from her Westernish clothing and green hair, she definitely did seem Japanese. … Actually, she seemed a lot like a normal human being.

A normal human woman appearing in her early twenties or so that was only 5 feet tall.

"And I was created by Japanese as well. So, that makes me Japanese, doesn’t it?"

[thelastushiromiya]

"You look like one indeed... though one may be confused by the western clothing choice. However, I don't complain. My... family uses to stand by the western style, too."

[ Including western clothing... and western names. She remembers how Battler hated having been assigned such a weird one. Not that she minds her own name, though, since her parents blessed her with it.

... Ahhh, she needs not be reminded of her own family at a time like this. ]

"There are a lot of us japanese here, I noticed. Not that it makes the situation any better."

[plegixn-deactivated20200416]

Bittersweet ||Ange||

[plegixn-deactivated20200416]

Wasn’t she amused anyway? To ask a question such like that one. It wasn’t hard to identify darkness around this city, some of them had been devoured by it, some others tried to suppress it with light, and some others simply embraced it. But there was no individual that roamed around the area without having to live with it.

"If you didn’t want people to notice it, you could’ve made the slight effort of covering it up…" Anyone with eyes and common sense could figure out most of the people around this place. Those scientists, they gathered all the same people. Those who were spiteful, those who were hopeful, those who didn’t care for anything and those who seek for justice. All pathetic, the experiment had a point, to keep themselves entertained, and these inhabitants they gathered did entertain one other, let alone those who played to be gods amongst the place.

"See, life it’s pretty simple, you’re born, you grow up, you die. If you suffered in the middle of either of this you have two choices…" 

When the other wasn’t impressive at all, or showed anything she hadn’t seen before, Tharja remained close to see what sort of information she could get out of this whole thing. “You either bow down or you fight back. But if you’ve lost it all, then the only choice is avenge your past.”

To speak in such way, made her think of how Noire once told her how in the future when Grima takes over, Tharja placed everything aside to avenge the one she loved… interesting, that even the mage herself could retort to such acts as a desperate measure, but who would she be if she didn’t act the way she spoke, right?

Placing both hands inside of the basket as she simply wondered when the other would stop with the act and just take the treat… The things the mage had to keep up with in order for a little experimentation with these citizens, tch.

[thelastushiromiya]

[ There's a feeling that continuing this small conversation will lead to places she would rather not delve into. The urge to stand up and walk away arises, however, the task doesn't seem to appear easy as it would be assumed. The woman seems to be hellbent on making her accept those treats, and there's a probability she won't just take a "no thank you" as an answer.

Maybe it's just paranoia assaulting her at a time like this, but she feels the need to be extra careful with her words, though she can't cut off the edges and remove her bluntness, as it became part of her own form. It's why she can't be properly kind to those who she deems worth it. Ange shifts in her seat, slightly turned to the other figure as if listening attentively. Then a dismissive shrug shakes her body. ]

"I actually could care less about whatever people see me as. I was merely praising your perception."

[ The first part is true, the second... not so much. The tone doesn't appear sarcastic, just... unphased, looking as if she's heard those things before and yet again she's pushing all that aside because she's honestly tired of being told the same things. Though the next sentence is quite... interesting. It strikes her somewhere deep where it hurts a bit. Of course she's fighting back, she's doing her best to beat this "game", but with her current powers and lack of help, there's very little she can accomplish.

While she really has nothing to lose anymore, there's something to gain, and it's not here. He's not here. 

But then she sees the other shove both hands in her casket, and she sighs again, words swimming through her mind, choosing the ones that might cause the least bothersome consequences from refusing once again. On the other hand, though, she's quite curious to see whatever mysterious items are hidden within, so she'll hold her tongue. While there's a lot of doubt about the goodness of such content, she at least wants to look at what might have ruined her day in case she carelessly accepted. ]

"... Either way, what are you trying to offer exactly?"

[detectivesproclamation-blog]

A Detective's Questioning [Open/Intro]

[detectivesproclamation-blog]

"<Good>. It seems you are a flexible thinker after all, Ange-san.", Erika said, praising the girl in her own way. ‘Perhaps the girl was smarter than her foolish brother’, Erika thought.

"Actually, I had the same idea as you just now. Perhaps the other citizens would know the answers…", The older citizens were bound to have more knowledge of the cities workings and its possible secrets. If only she could find them and get the information then she might be able to reveal the secrets of this city.

"I wonder what the look on the scientists’ faces would be like if we found out the secrets behind the city." As Erika said this a creepy smile grew on her face.

[thelastushiromiya]

[ Ange merely nods at the plan Erika also came up with. That's honestly the best course of action right now. Having met someone who's been here for a year, Ange could have some little idea of how things work here, though those answers weren't complete. Then again, she's not too tempted to go visit Jack again just for the sake of looking for answers, instead of... you know, checking on him to see if he's faring well or something. ]

"I will ask around more frequently. A great number of new entries are flowing in lately, so looking for people who welcome them might make things easier."

[ She's no welcomer herself, but at least can recognise the good will of those who want to make the new arrivals comfortable in this creepy setting.

... As creepy as the smile Erika is displaying right now, but the redhead doesn't pay mind to that. ]

"Let's hope we can outsmart them one of these days."

[thelastushiromiya]

Fish Burgers? [Closed]

[fishieswag]

[ Haru frowned, staring up at her. He had only experienced crying once, and that was back in Enoshima when everything came down crashing on him at once. Was that happening to this girl…? Oh, heavens, no. That was a feeling that hurt. A pain that he wanted to forget. He wasn’t showing any form of pity to her, at least…that’s what he hoped.  A wide smile formed upon the alien’s lips as he threw his hands up into the air, and exclaimed - ] 

"My name’s Haru!"

"Let’s do something fun together! It’ll be fun, please? I promise! It’ll get your mind off of whatever’s making you hurt!"

[ He didn’t even bother to wait for a reply. He grabbed Ange’s hand without any form of hesitation, and tugged her alongside him or a little bit behind of him. Haru glanced back at her, a smile upon his lips. He probably didn’t realize that he was confusing her further by acting the way he was, though… ] 

[thelastushiromiya]

[ This... kid, is eager. Too eager for her tastes. It overwhelms her, in a way that loosens her defenses like they're being constantly punched into. With her tears wiped completely, the heiress lets out a long drawn sigh and tries to look cold in response to the cheerfulness displayed to her. ]

"... I'm Ange. Just call me Ange."

[ Her status as an Ushiromiya is not significant in a world like this one. It doesn't matter whether people learn of it or not. She sure doesn't care any longer. ]

"Having fun... are you certain it won't just waste your tim-- uh?!"

[ Hand suddenly grabbed, she instantly goes into panic as the boy tugs at her and smiles like that. What is she supposed to do in this situation? How... should she deal with this? Guilt would be bound to arise if she forcefully breaks the link between their hands down... she knows, because wiping a smile off anybody's face would make her feel terrible about herself, despite the lack of heart she's trying to parade on the surface.

"Let me go right this instant", she'd like to yell at Haru-- but words don't come out. They won't. So instead there's a look of visible confusion on her face, mixed with some anger and guilt for letting her guard down so stupidly. ]

[seacats-and-cicadas]

http://blog.livedoor.jp/rainbow119/

[hanten-in]

thelastushiromiya

[hanten-in]

Noticing her gestures with her hand on her hip and her eyes dull as if she was annoyed with everything that existed. “Is there something bothering you?” Was his first question. She had to be something a little special if she was nearly ‘expecting’ his appearance.  He patiently waited for her answer.

[thelastushiromiya]

"... Not really. I'm acting my usual way towards a stranger. Is that bothering you? If that's the case, I apologize."

[ She's not meaning to sound antagonizing, however, the girl isn't very good with social interactions in general. Ange would rather have discussions in her head than with anyone who's different than her. ]

[detectivesproclamation-blog]

After setting up in a large park, the two made themselves comfortable in the chairs that were laid out for them.

In contrast to her fellow witch, Erika didn’t mind the other’s company. She even found the girl somewhat entertaining to talk to.

Trying to provoke conversation from the unsociable girl, Erika said,

"Its been a while, Ange-san."

[thelastushiromiya]

[ The heiress sets herself on the seat, taking in the peaceful surroundings that contrast so much with the rumorous beeping and roaring of the urban streets. From her bag, she sets up a small set with cups and two thermos that were given to her so she could host the tea for the both of them. ]

"... Yes, it has been. Nothing terribly eventful has occured, on my part."

[ Slowly, she pours the contents in the cups, and pushes one towards the detective, raising her eyes and keeping eye contact afterwards. ]

[aethercoercion-deactivated20140]

wanderlust ∞ closed

[aethercoercion-deactivated20140]

Anxiety lifted from her chest when Sion made contact with the heiress, just a few steps beyond the gates of the station. A person with her sense of punctuality was kept in high esteem - those with a keen sense of readiness are typically the reliable sort. Belying her typical monotonous disposition, the alchemist flashed a slight smile to her acquaintance as she motioned to her with a flick of her wrist.

'Good day. I hope you have not been kept waiting, Miss Ushiromiya.’ She adjusted her shoulder bag casually, relieving her shoulder of the weight for a moment before setting it back down in a more comfortable position. More citizens of the Hive began flowing into the station, catching Sion’s attention and heightening her awareness of the passage of time. She took a small glimpse at the station’s clock before returning her gaze to Ange, taking a mental note of her eagerness. 

Her eyes widened as she recalled the beacon of knowledge she had placed in her handbag earlier. Not wanting to come across to her acquaintance as unprepared, Sion fumbled around the bag’s contents for a moment before grasping the pamphlet, slowly bringing it from its resting place. 'According to my calculations, the next train will not be here for another thirteen minutes.'  Gently opening the map, she eyed over the scheduling of their travels before glancing at the station’s clock once more. 

'This will be my first time traversing the sectors, let alone in such a manner. I must admit the endeavour has caused me slight nervousness.' Oblivious to the aloofness she might have been displaying, Sion folded an arm across her chest and raised her hand to her chin, pamphlet still in tow as she set her eyes upon the heiress. ’I am unaware of your experiences with these means, nor of the knowledge you may have of them. Is this something you have done before?’

[thelastushiromiya]

"Don't worry. I wasn't really expecting you to show up before the set time. I guess this was a pleasant surprise. You mean serious business."

[ It's meant to sound like a praise, but the monotone doesn't really give it justice, making it half-assed despite the genuine effort. Ange is really not used to compliment people, even when she is legitimately impressed. Well, hopefully the other woman caught that. In the meantime, she falls once again into silence, ears filled with the chatter from beings that are much more lively than she is.

There's a mere nod of acknowledgement at the mention of their train's time of arrival. They have been coming earlier than they should have, after all. Waiting is due, as a consequence. The redhead relaxes her pose, glancing over to the bench she's been sitting, wondering if they should have a rest there instead of standing on their feet for the next thirty minutes, which she deems unnecessary. Eventually she gestures to it, returning to the exact spot she previously sat down. ]

"I can understand. First times always bring agitation. I will not hold that against you."

[ Once again she rests her own bag on her lap, resting her hands on top of it. ]

"... I guess I haven't travelled much on my own, in the past. I wasn't allowed to, for most of my life. However there's no one holding me back anymore. I've been taking these trains a couple times before."

[oolalamour-deactivated20150319]

"Ah? Ah? See, Mademoiselle! You cannot deny what your ‘eart knows to be the truth ~ !"

[thelastushiromiya]

"That's definitely wasn't coming from my heart."

[thelastushiromiya]

How could this happen to me I've made my mistakes [Closed]

[murderousmorality]

"Really?" Ryoko dipped the very tip of her left pinky into her cup of tea and gave it a light swirl. "That’s a shame. I’m very sorry to hear that."

Thin ice was under her feet, but she still remained as calm as a still pond. If Ange’s family life came up again, that was that. For now, she would switch over to a different topic. Something that wouldn’t chase Ange away. It was all a matter of what though.

Ryoko lifted her pinky back up and licked away the droplet of tea that clung to it. What to do, what to do… Perhaps I should do that. Yes! Just to see her reaction. Maybe Ange would take an interest and open up. Or maybe she would just think Ryoko was completely insane and seat herself somewhere else.

It was worth a shot, so why not?

"Did you have any powers removed from yourself when you were brought here, too, Ange?"  

[thelastushiromiya]

[ Thankfully the other girl has taken the hint. Ange wouldn't like to be straight-out rude and ask the topic to be changed. It's a bit refreshing to see people who are sensible enough to know when certain boundaries shouldn't be crossed. She's met more decent people here than in a lifetime within her world.

Relaxing, she takes another sip of tea, then sets it down, deciding to finally touch the food she was given. Armed with spoon, she takes a little chunk apart and brings it to her mouth, ignoring Ryoko's actions in the process. Then that question is brought up, and her eyes shoot up to look at the blue haired person who formulated it.

Ah, powers... not her favourite topic, but it would still help to know more about this city's nature. ]

"Yes, I had some... but they weren't that important."

[ They actually were. However, now that her role was finished in that game, it feels like all of whatever she learned doesn't matter anymore. ]

[superhighschoollevelperfection]

what do you see? [open]

[superhighschoollevelperfection]

As the girl spoke, Togami started to wonder just how long she’d been searching to find those books. He’d always been of the mindset of avoiding those districts at all costs. Could there really be something of value in those ruins? Maybe sending people down would be a bad idea. They’d be tempted to take what they found for themselves.

The absentminded heir began to pet the dog on his lap while listening to his nameless acquaintance. This animal was just a small contributor of Togami’s new information. Without it, he might not have stopped this girl, and he wouldn’t know anything about the districts. Perhaps things do happen for a reason.

"…So I see."

"And when exactly is the next time you’ll go looking?"

[thelastushiromiya]

[ Being questioned doesn't make Ange the most comfortable... then again, she's never really comfortable unless she's alone in her own space without having to talk with people she barely knows. Fortunately those are not asks about personal matters. Family matters, especially. She'd rather talk about something more productive than have her heart prickled for being reminded of how lonely she'd be even if she returned home.

Tempted to reach out and pet the puppy, she eventually goes against it. It feels like she'd somehow break her own defenses if she let her softer side out for show. ]

"Like I said, I have time... because I live in that district. I can go back when I'm done here."

[ A pause, but then she adds, ]

"It's not a bad place, if you like standing in the middle of ruins... and the smell of old books."

[f1eursauvage-deactivated2016012]

うずひ

[storyofevil-moved-blog]

Criticism of yourself as you’re observed by others doesn’t matter. If your existence is firmly acknowledged by you yourself, that’s enough. If you can live with confidence in yourself, surely you can accept any kind of lifestyle.

Ange Ushiromiya

[thelastushiromiya]

[suzushinayuriko]

ともだち (Friendship)

[acruelsmile-blog]

My… this girl really was something interesting.

Calm— very, very calm. And it wasn’t particularly the sort of calm that was used as a front for one’s more intense feelings. Ahh… and just why was she like this? That was the interesting part.

"That’s true. I’m not used to so many humans in one place yet, however. I’m more used to it being non-humans causing trouble among each other." That was true, at any rate. Ever since connection with the outside world was lost years ago, Gensokyo’s rate of humans have practically all been comprised of villagers in the only human settlement there. And it wasn’t particularly a large one, at that.

"At any rate. You’re Japanese, aren’t you?"

[thelastushiromiya]

[ The kind of people who wear a smile in front of a creepier personality are the nastiest. Her mother's sister vaguely comes to mind, the smiling face of a greedy bastard who's been wanting her dead over the inheritance and used the dirtiest methods to get rid of her. Ange doesn't know why she keeps attracting all the crazy ones, but she's used to that type enough to keep her guard up. ]

"I suppose it's a different sort of trouble than what humans are capable to do."

[ A relaxed shrug. Humans sure are an ugly piece of work, but others like witches and demons are generally one lil step worse, as she can speak for experience. ]

"... Yes, I am Japanese. Are you, too?"