TriggerHappy

RP Blog for OC Yuko Akeldama. Affiliated with Isola Radiale

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cloudedblades‌:

After a moment or two, Cloud nodded in response to her question. Not that he’d felt much need to be so quiet on his first trip; but Yuko seemed to value the near-quiet and stillness they were sharing. Better not to disturb it.

Still, he had to formulate some kind of a reply at some stage, even if there wasn’t exactly a rush to do so.  Besides, he could only spend so much time mourning for a dead friend who might, for all he knew, show her face at any second.

“I’ve spent a lot of my life feeling sorry for myself,” he said, keeping his voice more or less as quiet as hers. it came out as a bit of a rumble, which was probably more disruptive; but there wasn’t a lot he could do about it, with the emotion in his voice. “Too much time spent mourning people I’ve lost. Tried to change that. But it’s still good to remember.”

Yuko smiles, though it’s somber, “I know that feeling very well, I only recently realized how unproductive it is,” she sighs. 

She wishes she understood the idea of mourning. She knows what it is to grieve, to feel a loss, but she was so accustomed to it that by now it felt like a sugar coated melancholy. Like a sour lemon candy that’s sweet and sugary as soon as the sour coating is gone. The guilt however, the feeling sorry for oneself, she knows far too well. 

“Remembering is good, the memories grow warmer with time, less about the loss, more about the time you spent together,” she closes her eyes and leans back onto her arms. 

“It’s a little funny, how meaningful a little boat set on the waves can be, but it made me feel better. A little lighter, you know?” 

It’s not necessarily a lie, but she knows that the weight of all those lives she piled on that little boat, will sink back into her soon enough. 

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cloudedblades‌:

Towards the last twenty or so feet of the walk though the crowd of people, Cloud had spotted a relatively familiar face in the ever-shifting crowds. This was actually his second paper-lantern boat. Somewhere around here was a silver-haired warrior that he’d rather not see, he was certain. But nonetheless, he had a third boat he planned to send off into the waters, regardless of the potential risks.

For now, however, a pause seemed fairly appropriate. Besides, tit was reaching early afternoon by now, and while carrying the boats such a distance wasn’t exactly an effort for him, there was no sense in doing all three at once. He’d taken a shirt rest between the first and second, too; but this one might be a little bit longer.

He sat himself down to Yuko, only glancing at her briefly before he picked out his boat on the water again. It wasn’t hard to spot - he’d tied a small pink ribbon around the mast, much like the one one his arm.

Was it appropriate to mourn the death of somebody who was alive and well in this city? He had no idea, but he could at least remember the loss. If she were ever removed from the island… well, then she would die once again.

It’s nice, she thinks, to have someone beside her when she’s feeling adrift. She wonders who he is mourning, follows his eye as he looks out across the water and notes the familiar pink ribbon. 

She wishes she had something more to mourn. Something to feel closure over, but she also knew that a death like that would ruin her carefully constructed facade. 

She lets the silence settle, watching the boats bob across the water, before she finally speaks. not wanting to disrupt the peaceful moment her words are soft, nearly whispers. 

“Did you participate in the other festivities, Cloud?” She asks, not wanting to draw on anything too personal. 

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21: Name an embarrassing situation that your muse has been in.

While Yuko is really very good at staying out of/ getting out of traditionally embarrassing situations, her brother Akira is a walking disaster that usually manages to drag her under with his petty bickering. 

There was one time in particular where he made a scene at a very large, very fancy, political-schmoozing-sort-of-dinner event, and she got in a fight with him in the lobby and threw her drink in his face. She recovered by pretending to be tipsy but not very convincingly. That’s probably the most comically embarrassed she’s been. 

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Yuko hadn’t paid much attention to the festival at hand, not wanting to linger on thoughts of life and love and bonds, but the parade to the memorial garden had intrigued her, so she followed the masses. 

She had tried to decline the small lantern boat but had taken it in the end, her ribs growing heavy and aching with the weight of carrying it. 

She had not lost many loved ones, not in the traditional sense, but in that single boat that she let free on the water, were the names and memories of so many people whose lives she had held in her hands. Countless some might say, but she knew them all by name, could remember their faces vividly, their final moments. 

Sitting in the sand, she doesn’t cry, just watches the boat drift along, feeling a little lost at sea herself. 

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ravenwroth‌:

Raven does not like this ward, but then, she doesn’t particularly like this city. She wants to be home. But she doesn’t correct Yuko. And well, at least this ward does have good “depressing” cafes.

She just had to be talking to someone who’s curious, didn’t she? Ah well, she’s never made much of an effort to hide her preferences. 

“Potion-brewing,” Raven admits, and waits calmly to see the reaction.

Yuko, mid-sip, ends up breathing in some of her tea and taking a full minute to cough. 

“Potion-brewing?” While her tone is hard to read between coughs there’s a curious light in her eyes and she leans in intently. 

Finally she catches her breath, sets her cup down, and rests her chin on her hands. She’s not going anywhere anytime soon. 

“Well, do tell, what sort of potions do you brew? Are they pretty potent? Do you think you could show me sometime? I would really love to see.” There’s nothing but a childish curiosity in her voice. If only Twitch were here, she thinks, they might have a lot in common, or a lot to talk about at least. 

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cloudedblades‌:

Being able to undress from this outfit at anything resembling a decent speed was mostly as matter of practice, thanks to the sheer number of belts. Honestly, he could never remember what had inspired that particular design choice… but he’d stuck to it anyways. 

Once he’d shucked off the lower half (and all the straps), on went the so-called joggers. He had to admit that were reasonably comfortable, and fit fairly well. Not that he necessarily liked it, at least in terms of looks, but still…

He still had them on when Yukio arrived (not that it had taken her very long, as he’d expected). When he popped out of the stall, he was down to the joggers, his normal dark purplish-blue zip=up shirt, the pink ribbon, and (in order to see how everything fit together) the boots and sword holders on his back.

“Didn’t bring me any shirts, did you? I would’ve thought you’d pick everything out in pairs. Dress me out in entire outfits, or something.”

The curtain reveal is a little lacking, but it really does look quite nice. Yuko nods, knowing a tapered ankle was indeed the way to go. He doesn’t look too uncomfortable either, though that could just be a good poker face. 

“Ohhh, see now those don’t look half bad,” Yuko starts in immediately, “How do you feel in them?”

She gestures for him to do a full turn so she can take it all in. While the joggers are a nice fit she really thinks the next pair might be even better. 

“I figure if we can find a pair of pants you think aren’t too bad, then I can look for a shirt to match. Better to do one then the other then try to do a full outfit each time. We’d both be exhausted four outfits in. Besides, if we find pants you’re okay with, then I know what sort of material and look to search for in a shirt.” 

She’s not quite sure what silhouette for a shirt she likes, though staying close to the original zip-up vest would be best and it’s not a bad look anyways. She’s just not sure where she’s going to find anything quite like it. 

“Put on these pants next,” she smiles and hands him the hanger in question. 

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justicescales‌:

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“Mmmmmm Nice. You’re looking pretty good over there by the way,” Yuko flashes her a smirk and a wink. 

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“I could get used to this.” 

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cloudedblades‌:

Unfortunately, she was only being reasonable about it. There wasn’t much point in rejecting them outright; if nothing else, they’d be stuck doing this all day without going anywhere. Actually, that would probably happen anyway; but at least if he tried, then one of them would leave in a good mood.

Cloud accepted the pair of cargo shorts as well, and looked around for the changing room… which was almost halfway across the store. Who knew how many more clothes she’d have for him to try on by the time he was was done with the first pair of pants?

“I’ll be over… there,” he said, gesturing in the general direction of the changing room. He headed that way with a slight sigh, but honestly, he had only himself to blame for this. He’d known what he’d been getting into.

At least only one out of the five changing rooms was already occupied, so he had no trouble getting into a stall and starting to change out. Speaking of which, he had forgotten the sheaths across his back; as odd as they looked, he had to make it clear they were mandatory, too. Whoops.

“Alright,” she says, watching Cloud wander off toward the changing room. He didn’t look particularly pleased with the whole pants situation. And Yuko was beginning to doubt that he ever would be. She’s trying not to let the futility bother her. 

A few more racks of pants later (only two of which met her criteria for fit) and she’s shuffling back over to the changing rooms, suddenly a bit nervous. Nows not the time for this, she tries to tell herself. 

“Cloud,” She calls out, actually not sure which dressing room he’s in. 

“Whenever you’re ready I have a few more options for you. If you don’t like the first options that is. One of these is quite a bit looser, since that seems more your vibe.” 

A few people turn to stare at her as the talks but she just smiles and shoos them off with a friendly wave. 

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ravenwroth‌:

Yeeeaah, small talk? Not something Raven excels at. (She’s never had much opportunity.)

“Sure. Giving tea recommendations is what I live for.” When in doubt, sarcasm and dry humor are always her friends. 

Wow, this woman is … a lot. (Anyone who talks to Raven nonplussed is a bit much, actually.) Starfire, it’s just like talking to Starfire. This woman is tall and has long hair. It’s just Star. 

“Nice to meet you, I guess.” 

Star would take that in stride. Normal people might be … off put. Raven is pretty sure she is b a d at this. Great, it’s easier for her to talk to criminals running away from her apparently. She has the slight desire to facepalm, orrr smash her head on the table. Something.

“Raven.” She returns firmly. Introducing herself, at least, is something she’s capable of. Raven hesitates there though. Is it really a good idea to say where she’s living? It’s not like she’ll be giving specifics but … She’ll just be careful on her way home, keep an eye out for followers. “Yeah, I live here. With all the sunshine and rainbows that come with it.” She’s overjoyed to be living here. Really. 

“Um, I mainly drink herbal teas though I occasionally …” Use teas for brewing potions. That’s not weird or creepy. “ … use other teas for experiments.”

The compliment does manage to bring a small smile to Raven’s face. Only Starfire has tried a tea on her recommendation before, but she much prefers gobbledyguck … or something.

Sipping her tea, Yuko takes the awkward conversation in stride, smiling at the thick layer of sarcasm iced over half the words. 

“It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Raven,” she sinks in her seat, letting the hot tea warm her core. It’s been a while since she got to sit and talk with anyone like this, and despite Raven’s apparently unease, it’s comfortable for Yuko. 

“I’m glad you like this ward?” though she’s not actually sure that’s true, “It’s got a real cozy vibe, it’s actually a lot like the place I came from...” she trails off, using another sip as an excuse to break from talking. She’s about to go on, ask about where Raven is from, maybe comment on her expert fashion choices, but instead is made curious by the word “experiments.” 

Twitch would know more about these things. Would probably be a much more fitting conversationalist for Raven, but Yuko can’t sedate the growing questions, 

“What sort of experiments? If you don’t mind me asking, of course, I just have an old friend who might be interested.” She smiles despite the ache against her ribs. 

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As my life is slightly less on fire, so here’s a starter call for Yuko! So, yeah, like for a short starter~ No cap for nooooooow~~~

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cloudedblades‌:

Even if Cloud had had any idea what he was supposed to be looking for - or at the very least, anything he wouldn’t hate that would also pass Yuko’s standards - he didn’t really have any time to. She’d barely even bounced into the store, leaving him looking around in mildly disinterested confusion, before she bounced back with a pair of pants.

Did those qualify as actual pants? There was probably a whole vocabulary of fashion that he’d gone his entire life without ever knowing anything about. He’d never really cared, as long as his clothes fit and didn’t itch. He’d spent somewhere in the neighborhood of a year or so in Zack’s old SOLDIER uniform, and the main criteria he’d really had for his current outfit had been freedom of movement - as he’d told her.

Still, all things considered, he’d worn copies of this same basic outfit for… running somewhere close to four years, now, in total. Certainly not the exact same one - he’d burned through at least a couple dozen more or less identical copies. Only the earring and the wolf head on his shoulder had actually managed to stay; even the pauldron and pink ribbon had needed to be replaced a few times. 

As for the pair of pants Yuko had offered up to him…

“Are these sweat pants?” He was reluctant to actually touch them - not that there was anything wrong with sweat pants, but if she thought he would be leaping between buildings and swinging a giant sword in sweat pants, well…

“I mean, I’m sure they’re comfortable, but these make me feel like I should be sitting on a couch somewhere.” He hadn’t even put them on yet, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to.

She smiles, though perhaps a bit too wide, “They’re actually Joggers, and they’re made to be form fitting, stylish, active wear.” 

She will never understand the use of sweatpants and gym wear as lounging clothes, doesn’t it make people feel ridiculous, sitting on the couch in running clothes. That and it was ruining her chances of getting Cloud in a decent, comfortable, pair of pants. 

“I’m sorry,” she shakes her head, “All I ask is that you try them on, give them a feel, and then you can reject them outright, okay.” 

She pulls out another hanger from her small pile, “These ones are a cargo style, so they’re a bit baggier in the thigh, and have a nice set of pockets. I think the silhouette will look nice on you and you’ll still maintain the comfort you want. Just give them a chance.” 

She’s having flashbacks to dressing Twitch, and trying to convince her that ruffles weren’t ‘just for babies’.

 Letting out a quiet sigh, she hopes he isn’t regretting his decision. She knows she can be a bit pushy in these matters. 

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underteika‌:

“Well… I guess there’s something to be said for that, yeah.” Came a nod from Anda, who patted the grass beside them in open invitation.

“I just hope you have a way to find yourself back. If not, I can take you to a bus stop or something.”

From what they noticed, her concern seemed genuine. No reason to be ill at ease…

“Um… no. I don’t know any of the people buried here.” (”Or cremated, I guess.”) “I guess that makes it weirder that I’m hanging out on a graveyard if I don’t actually know anybody, huh.”

She takes the invitation with a soft sigh of relief, both because it gives her feet a moment to rest, and because it means she hasn’t been totally offensive. 

Letting out a soft laugh she shakes her head. 

“Everyone has to have a place where they feel at ease, doesn’t matter how weird it might seem. Graveyards aren’t necessarily that place for me, but I suppose I can understand the feeling of solace one might find here.” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Sitting here, in the quiet, the sweet smell of flowers lingering in the air, she can see the appeal quite clearly. 

“I’m weird because I find peace in crowded areas, somewhere where you can disappear into a mass of people and not be seen...” she trails off, “Sorry, that’s a glum topic...So what brings you here on such a nice evening?”  Not that it’s much of a topic change.

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ravenwroth‌:

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“Uh … Blueberry Lemon.” Rave nresponds immediately before looking back down at her tea. Glancing up, Raven sees the the tall girl is still there, so the magic user goes on. “It’s listed as a fruit tea, but it has hibiscus blossoms, honeybush, rooibos, elderberry blossoms, cornflower blossoms, and lemon grass, so it’s a herbal too… .” The teen trails off awkwardly. 

Raven’s not exactly the most social of the Titans. But well, she can talk about tea at least. Apparently. 

“Blueberry Lemon? How divine.” Yuko listens to the list of ingredients before nodding deftly and ordering a cup of her own. However, instead of just saying thank you and going on her way, she pulls up a chair at the young girls table and sits down leisurely. 

“Thank you for the recommendation,” she smiles wide,” My name’s Yuko by the way. Are you living in this ward? I’d love any further tea suggestions as you have good taste, and seem to know a thing or two. I’m much more learned in coffee myself...” She trails off, hoping she hasn’t been too imposing. 

Her tea arrives and she holds it to her mouth and takes a long sip, relishing the herbal, citrus notes, mellow blueberry lingering on her pallet. 

“Wow, yep, you have good taste.” She smiles. 

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lystsyn‌:

“ ah – you remind me of someone i know… only a little. she has the same attitude towards perfect happy endings, as well. ”

she hides a smile and a soft laugh behind one hand, though for a moment, her gaze is distant, unfocused. she’s left someone important behind, someone who she desperately hopes is able to still live her life without issue.

without her.

– then she looks to yuko, as if nothing had happened.

“ it’s definitely unreasonable, but i hold out hope that i will find my knight in shining armor here. i think that would be the ideal, for me. ”

“ as for recommendations, i don’t believe anything i know of will be found here. it would be realistic to assume that this city wouldn’t have anything written from my time or place – but that makes it exciting, don’t you think? it opens the possibility of finding things completely new to me. ”

Smiling a dreamy sort of smile, Yuko nods. Vira seems nice, and she sincerely hopes she can find some sort of happiness in this mixed up place.  

“It would be nice to find such a princely figure,” she says, bemused, “with so many people around, I hope you run into someone who can be that for you. I’m hopeless when it comes to romance, so I’d best stick to books.” She giggles. 

“How silly! I hadn’t even thought of that,” She smacks a palm lightly against her forehead, “Though I agree that it certainly makes things more exciting. The idea of finding something well beyond anything I know. Something besides the familiar would be pretty refreshing to be honest.” 

Curiosity suddenly revived, she can’t help but chatter on.

“I don’t mean to pry, but what sort of person would your Shining knight be? Just in case I run into them,” She winks.