Composed and Methodical

"I don't know if I should join. I win every game I participate in, you know. I don't want to make my sis look bad as the leader of the club." ((RP blog for Shion Sonozaki of the Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni series. Please read over app before interaction. Affiliated with Citta-Alveare. Housed in Sector 5 with Rika Furude and Satoko Houjou.))

[crybabytrapmaster]

Satoko can imagine how angry such a scenario must make Shion. She’s always been iffy about authority in general (much to the blonde and Mion’s chagrin), always trying to find ways to get over what they impose, always trying to escape from the rules dictating her life. Her escape from St. Lucia is a prime example of that.

She remembers that the previous Shion had elaborated several schemes to try escaping the city. In fact, their first meeting was during one of her excursions to gather info about Hive City, just like she’d done back then at the academy.

The fact that this one seems to be more resigned to her condition is probably only a momentary hit. Satoko doesn’t doubt she’d soon go on elaborating escape routes or whatnot.

At least now Shion had thought of a more useful conversation topic, so they wouldn’t need to keep this hopeless mood. Uhum, first things first!

“And waste a chance to spend time with the best Nee-Nee in the world, wa? Please, Nee-Nee, as if I’d leave you alone this soon, wa!” Satoko hugs the other’s waist and smiles brightly at her. “I can take you there no problems, wa! Was that where the scientists designed you to, wa?”

[yakuzatwin-blog]

Although all of the information regarding her entrapment was less than pleasing, Satoko’s smile always brought a smile to her face as well; even now, Satoko’s happiness was enough to wash away some of the frustration she was still holding back. 

Shion takes the girl’s hand in her own, giving it a gentle squeeze. Scouting the city could wait until later; certainly gathering information was an important task, but for now it could wait. Of course, she had to be a good example to her little sister as well. Bemoaning her situation and taking no action would get her nowhere, and if she’s to adapt to her environment--perhaps even find a way out--there’s no time to mope.

“Yes, that’s where I’ll be staying in this city. You’re a big help, Satoko-- I hate for you to see your big sister like this, but cities aren’t really... my thing.” She tends to shy away from admitting her weaknesses in areas, but Satoko’s one of the few exceptions to that rule.

“So, where to?”

[10domu08]

[yakuzatwin-blog]

Rank Up! Nobody > Citizen

[mediumofthestars]

✯ Please, Shion. There’s no such thing as too many exclamation points for the resident sunshine of Hive City. In fact, so used she is to exaggerated punctuation, that seeing Shion’s mostly perfect grammar and dots makes her wonder at first if she’s upset her.

✯ But she can’t think like that. Maya has to make this poor person feel welcomed to the cellphone life!

✯ FROM: Maya Fey ✯ TO: ???

✯ [Text]: The undergroung??? ✯ [Text]: gish that place sucs bolocks!!!! ✯ [Text]: Canyt imagin life without air conditinet or heater… ✯ [Text]: -_-’’’’ ✯ [Text]: U can always chec the area wit me if yo wana!!!

[yakuzatwin-blog]

She allows herself a bitter smile at the response. Yes, the underground does indeed really suck, and the A/C breaks regularly, and, well, it’s dark as anything. A while back she couldn’t imagine life without the comfort of those appliances, but now she’s lucky if the ceiling isn’t leaky. All that tossed in with her less-than-stellar experiences with underground places, and the caverns are exactly what Shion doesn’t like. 

But they’re home. For now. So best not to complain about them for too long.

[text]: i agree. i’m not sure who had the bright idea to build an underground community here [text]: but i’d like to have a talk with them.  [text]: this is no place for a beautiful girl like me, after all. [text]: how could they put me of all people here? honestly. [text]: the city has enough criminals that suit this place better.

Surprisingly enough, there comes a time when even Shion Sonozaki realizes she’s complained a little too much about something--to a total stranger, at that--so she shifts gears rather quickly. Of course, she’s still a little upset about the whole situation. ...Really, there are criminals who would like these tunnels better than her.

[text]: anyways [text]: your area of the city? 

[yakuzatwin-blog]

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[murderousmorality]

Green hair. Green hair, green hair… had she met someone like this already? perhaps so. And if not, then they must not have had a lot of time to get to properly know one another. Either way, Ryoko was more than happy to speak to a fellow inmate.

“Ha ha, same here in regards to the size of this place. Sometimes it feels more like a nation than anything else.” She clicked her tongue, cocking her head in thought. “As for myself… Two years? Three? It’s around that if you add in a few months. I’ve decided to stop keeping track.”

It just didn’t seem to matter anymore now. Any exits out of here always seemed to be illusions and the tech was simply to advanced for her to work her own magic on it. If it was as simple as opening a door in the side of a random building and walking out, Ryoko hadn’t found the door yet.

“It’s not exactly safe here. Especially when you’re this far below ground. the creatures that make their homes in these tunnels can be unruly,” Ryoko explained, voice never dropping out of that honey-sweet tone she preferred. A droplet of something dark slowly rolled down the side of her cheek. “I ran into some… trouble back down there. There will probably be more of them if we linger here, miss.”

She tucked the knife into a pocket at her side and extended out her free hand, almost as if she wanted a handshake. Compared to the rest of her, Ryoko’s hand was clean, free of any cuts, callouses, and smudges. Everything she had said and done here was almost friendly.

The feeling in her eyes and the way she seemed to be deliberately blocking the tunnel behind her said otherwise. 

[yakuzatwin-blog]

“Counting the days could drive someone insane,” replies the girl with a barely-stifled nervous giggle. “Probably a wise idea to give up on it.” Her tone remains casual, though her eyes keep darting back to the blade.

Yeah, I know these tunnels aren’t all that safe, she wants to respond, though she didn’t really anticipate running into a bloodied stranger. Pariahs are like docile bees; if you leave them alone, they largely won’t concern themselves with you. There’s no point in aggravating bees, unless you're really looking to get stung, but this girl seems to have gone and done it anyways. Probably not a good sign.

“You ran into some trouble, huh.” Her eyes narrow slightly as she notices the girl utterly unconcerned with whatever’s rolling down her face--no, not whatever, it’s probably Pariah blood, or else some other bodily fluid--and while she’d love to turn tail and walk away, that’d mean turning her back to whoever the hell this... this weirdo is. So when the knife goes away and the other extends her hand, Shion loosely grasps it in a handshake. Her smile is about as unconvincing as it gets; thin and utterly insincere. But it gets the job done.

It’s a quick handshake. Shion’s hand slips out of Ryoko’s as fast as politely possible, and she re-grips her stun gun with her other hand. 

“Thanks for the advice. Shall we go, then? You first.”

[murderousmorality]

@yakuzatwin

New city threats, same District Alpha.

Same amount of dirt, filth, and vermin, too.

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[yakuzatwin-blog]

The girl's soft footsteps create ripples in the thin layer of water that rests, otherwise undisturbed, over the district's stone ground.

For all of its unfamiliar features, she finds that the phone has one amazing purpose in DIstrict Alpha: it functions as a good source of light. Though, of course, the place is sparsely lit by strange rocks and the occasional man-made lamp, it's barely enough to see by in the less open areas. It's nice not to have to run her hands along the water-slicked walls to get a good sense of her surroundings, but the girl has noticed the Pariahs seem to be attracted to her little screen; they haven't displayed any aggressiveness, but for her own peace of mind she tends to hide the light when she sees them.

Save for the dripping of water and her footsteps, the passageway is quiet, right up until a chorus of shrieks rings out that makes her freeze mid-step. Shion's not heard that noise often, but she's almost certain she knows what it is; unless some unruly neighbor has a particular talent for unearthly screams, it's probably the Pariahs.

The sound isn't pleasant. With one hand plugging her right ear, she grimaces and waits for it to stop. It's closer than usual, too. The prospect of running into a group of agitated Pariahs doesn't sit quite well with her, really, and she considers turning around--maybe a little curiosity-fueled exploration wasn't the best idea--her eyes darting to the battery level on her phone.

The noise ahead of her is escalating.

60%. Not as full as she'd like, but not nearly empty, either. Still, almost half-battery and the idea of crossing paths with those creatures while they're angry is enough to steer her away from the corridor that stretches out in front of her. Maybe it is time to go back.

As soon as she begins to turn around, though, a wave of silence washes over the tunnel. The end to the hissing cries is abrupt; and the sudden quiet almost feels unnatural after she had unknowingly adjusted to the racket.

Curiosity spurs her to look over her shoulder at where the cacophony erupted from, and perhaps against her better judgment, she begins to slowly walk further down the tunnel. Her shoes make soft squelching sounds as they're lifted from the ground as she cautiously makes her way forwards. Again, as she becomes accustomed to the lack of screeching, the dripping of water is the only other thing that she hears.

Or so she thought, but closer to the site of the noise, Shion becomes aware of something else.

It's faint, but she can make it out just barely. Another set of footsteps in the low water, not heavy enough to be that of the Pariahs, and indistinct enough to be easily confused with the sound of droplets falling to the ground. She lightly presses a button on the side of her phone and the bright light fades rapidly until the only illumination is a dim, blueish light emanating from an offshoot of the main tunnel.

She freezes. The footsteps are getting louder, and it takes only a few moments for the person whom they belonged to to emerge, the blade in her hand glinting in the low light. Dark flecks fly from the blade and into the water below at a flick of her wrist, and it takes a bit for Shion to rip her eyes away from the thing.

When Shion's gaze turns from the girl's weapon to the girl herself, however, she immediately notices something even more off. The person's white shirt is ripped, stained with some sort of dark liquid, and with a quick glance back to the knife an idea begins to form in her head, and even before the girl in front of her acknowledges Shion she's shifting her weight to her back foot.

Something about being greeted so casually throws Shion off a bit. For a few seconds, she looks a bit lost as to how to reply. However, it's only a brief period of time before she regains her composure, though her gaze lingers on the knife and the bits of whatever it is dirtying it even as she responds.

"Been here a month." Her eyes travel to the other's face as her left hand pockets her phone and reaches for her stun gun. 

"The big city's really not my thing, though."

[yakuzatwin-blog]

Rank Up! Nobody > Citizen

[mediumofthestars]

✯ What’s this…? Someone asking for help? Are they in danger!? …Naaaah, people don’t send such things at the general Hive message room! Maybe this is a newbie is cellphone using? If that’s the case, it’s a job for cellphone expert Maya Fey to guide her!

✯ FROM: Maya Fey ✯ TO: ???

✯ [Text]: Helloooooooo!!!!! ✯ [Text]:This is ur frindly neigborhood resident here to wlcome u!! ✯ [Text]: Enjoing Hiv City?? ✯ [Text]: I might imagin not, most folks dont ✯ [Text]: Wspexially wit all of th ruckus of past das

[yakuzatwin-blog]

She’s laying on her back, blankly staring at the dimly lit ceiling, when the device buzzes loudly and unexpectedly right next to her ear. In that moment she swears she feels her heart completely stop, and Shion’s ready to bid farewell to Hive City and pass into the unfeeling void when rationality makes its long-awaited appearance. The phone. It’s the phone.

Taking a few deep breaths, she runs her fingers along the bed until they touch the cellphone, and lifts the device over her head. The girl blinks once, twice, and her eyes adjust to the sudden brightness of the screen, where she sees...

A rather... enthusiastic greeting? Is this what people do with these devices? Put down five exclamation points? That’s definitely way too many. But whoever’s on the other side seems to be friendly, at least.

[text]: yes, hello. i appreciate the welcome. [text]: i’m enjoying this place to the best of my abilities. [text]: at least in my damp underground hut i don’t have to deal with a roommate or anything!

It seems the system allows for longer messages, she observes, but it’d be hard to write an essay on this little thing.

[yakuzatwin-blog]

((I’ll get to more asks next Sunday I guess! I’m sorry to the THREE of you (because I didn’t realize there were two symbols oh my god I’m so tired) I didn’t get!! Drowsiness caught up with me really fast and I need to sleep. also even though 4 isn’t that many it’s a lot to me))

[yakuzatwin-blog]

🍶 important

🍶: Can you hold your liquor? How much can you take before you act drunk? How much before you pass out?

“I can’t really hold my liquor.”

This is, in fact, the face of someone who is not legally allowed to drink but also breaks the law sometimes. Maybe. Just a tad bit.

“About 2 shots of sake and I’m drunk. I’ve never actually had enough to pass out on the spot, though… The only times I’ll readily drink are at family gatherings and celebrations, and Kasai’s usually there with me, so he tries to not let me go too overboard.

Admittedly, I have crashed at the main house a couple times because of one too many drinks…” 

It goes without saying, but if Kasai wasn’t there, who knows what this girl would end up doing. The man is a hero, really.

[yakuzatwin-blog]

Send me a food emoji for my muse to answer questions!

☕️: Do you prefer coffee or tea? Why?

🍵: Do you stick with your family's values and beliefs? Why or why not?

🍶: Can you hold you liquor? How much can you take before you act drunk? How much before you pass out?

🍺: What are some traditions that you have? What do they mean to you?

🍸: Do you like your body? Do you wish to have a different skin tone, hair color, eye color, etc.? How come?

🍹: Dream vacation? What makes it so appealing to you?

🍷: Have you made any modifications to your body, such as plastic surgery, piercings, tattoos, etc.?

🍕: Are you a sports fanatic? If so, what kind?

🍔: Would you rather eat out or cook for yourself? If you were forced to eat out, what types of places would you go to?

🍟: Do you train, whether it be just working out or learning to control any abilities you have? Do you enjoy it? Is there something you do or enjoy doing afterwards?

🍗: Are your sleeping and eating patterns well-established or irregular? Do you wish to change that?

🍖: How much time do you spend with family and friends? Do you feel as if it is enough?

🍝: Is there a random thing that just reminds you of home or a pleasant memory? Do you understand why or do you see absolutely no correlation between it and the memory?

🍛: Do you open up to strangers easily? How long does it take to earn your trust? What does it take?

🍤: Do you believe that broken relationships can be mended? What is something that, to you, immediately breaks a relationship?

🍱: What is your thought on keeping pets? If you had to have one pet, which would you have?

🍣: Do you live a simple or fancy lifestyle? What is the underlying reason? Do you wish to change that?

🍥: Do you pay more attention to intricate details or the bigger picture? Or do you believe that you keep a balance of the two?

🍙: Do you practice a religion? If so, which one? For what reason do you practice it?

🍘: What does honor mean to you? Do you have honor? To what extent do you have it?

🍚: Is there such thing as "too plain" to you? What is the embodiment of those words?

🍜: Do you like heat or cold more? What is something you find unappealing about the other one?

🍲: Are you patient? How far does your patience go? What is one thing that will tick you off no matter what?

🍢: Are you open to trying new things? Why or why not?

🍡: Have you ever met a person who changed you significantly? How did they change you? Did they open your eyes? Make you a better person?

🍳: Do you accept hospitality and help from others? Are you someone who will provide assistance? To whom?

🍞: How do you view your current life? Do you find it to be a fortunate or unfortunate situation? Is it plain, or does it have flavor?

🍩: Do you approve of your hometown's law enforcement? How about your current home's system? What makes you feel the way you do about it?

🍮: Traditional or Modern? What do you dislike about the other lifestyle?

🍦: How often do you treat yourself? What do you treat yourself to? A spa day, alcohol, etc.?

🍨: Do you stress eat? What (other) activities do you take part in to relieve stress?

🍧: Do you want children? If so, how many? Do you believe that to be complete, a woman must bear offspring?

🎂: Do you celebrate birthdays? Do you enjoy birthdays? How do you usually feel on your birthday?

🍰: Are some holidays overly mainstream? Which ones feel pointless and over-exaggerated?

🍪: Are there simple things that make you happy? What are some of them? Do they make you feel that way because of a connection to something? If so, what is that connection?

🍫: Do you have any guilty pleasures? Does the guilt in them come right away or slowly build up? Despite those feelings, are they worth it?

🍬: Do you have a sweet tooth? How often do you indulge in sweets?

🍭: Did you enjoy your childhood? Why or why not? What memory most influenced your current reflection?

🍯: Have you ever made a promise to someone or yourself that you couldn't keep? How do you feel about it?

🍎: What, in your opinion, is your best quality? What do others say is your best quality? Do you agree with them?

🍏: What, in your opinion, is your worst quality? What do others say is your worst quality? Do you agree with them?

🍊: What do you look for in a leader? Can you describe an ideal leader?

🍋: What are qualities in a leader that you feel are not acceptable in the very least? Why do you believe this?

🍉: Could you stay with the same person all your life? Do you feel comfortable with a commitment like that? Why or why not?

🍓: Do you give second chances? Are you comfortable with cutting all ties and bonds with people?

🍑: Is there a meaning behind your name? Do you like your name? Have you ever changed it?

🍌: Do you like playing pranks? Do you find them amusing? If someone were to play one on you, how would you feel?

🍐: Do you carry a lot of responsibility on your shoulders? Does it bother you?

🍍: Which do you find more appealing, beaches or mountains? What are your reasons behind your opinion?

🍠: Does everyone have the potential to be a great person? Why or why not? Is there prejudice in your society against a group of people for a reason they cannot control?

🍆: Does someone's past define them? Can their mistakes be washed away completely, or will there always be significant damage? Does someone who's committed a crime deserve a second chance?

🍅: What is something you absolutely hate? What caused you to hate it so much?

🌽: Do you love yourself fully as a person? Why or why not?

[crybabytrapmaster]

Of course for Shion it must be a shock hearing that time frame. For Satoko, the older girl’s reaction reaffirms once more what she’d been suspecting for a while. Those in the outside don’t notice that she’s gone. It only makes sense. If this is another world altogether, there’s nothing making it so the flux of time is equal in both places. The fact alone that this is more than 30 years in the future should say that.

Satoko smiles at Shion’s reassurance, although she knows too well that whether they can leave or not is not up to them. “Thank you, Nee-Nee. I won’t leave or abandon you either, wa! …At least, not of my own will, wa. Who knows what the scientists will decide about us, wa…”

At the greenette’s next words… She sighs. Yup, that sets it up. “Actually, you have, Nee-Nee. I guess, however… that it was another you, wa. It’s happened a few times with the others too, wa. It seems there’re several versions of us out there, all from different worlds that went through different stories, wa. The scientists can take us from any of those, wa. It’s… rather scary, thinking how powerful they must be to pull that, wa.”

[yakuzatwin-blog]

Her eyes narrow at Satoko’s acceptance of the scientist’s absolute power over them; Shion herself knows the girl probably isn’t wrong, but it’s enough to spark a fire of indignation within her. Just like that, then? With a flourish of some gloved hand and a press of a button, they control the lives of their subjects without heavy consideration or remorse? 

Her hand falls to her side, the lock of hair that was until now twined about her finger gently drifting back into position.

Perhaps if Satoko wasn’t watching her, if her second little sibling wasn’t here, she’d let herself slip into imagining just how she’d vent her anger on the ones undoubtedly observing them now. As it stands, though, the most Shion does is turn her face away and grimace, another sigh hissing through her teeth.

With her eyes averted, she speaks slowly, quietly. “Yeah. Who knows what they’ll decide?” A hint of anger slips into her voice, despite her best efforts to sound neutral, to appear calm. 

She prides herself on control, but really, could anyone expect her not to react now? Once again, she’s a bird in someone else’s cage--no matter how big or interesting that cage is--but now, the trap is airtight and inescapable, and there is nothing she can do but resolve to comply. So she listens to Satoko silently, looking away, having her hope of ever breaking free of her own will stripped away bit by bit.

Any hope of escape drains out of her upon hearing the last portion, the talk of how there are versions of her that went through their lives different ways. Later, she might realize it gives a bit of context to her past nightmares, though now Shion finds herself torn between anger and bleak acceptance. When the girl finishes, she responds quietly, “I suppose they are pretty powerful. But--” she catches herself before swearing in front of the girl, and realizes she needs to relax. Anger is an easy distraction, and it’s easy to allow it to burn out of control, but it’s not at all productive.

Productivity... Didn’t she have something to do, before all this was dumped on her?

Ah... oh yeah. That. She swallows hard, then turns back to Satoko, prepares to steer the conversation in the direction of her original intent.

“You’ve been here for a while, I guess? Excuse your big sister being new, then, but... can you show me to District Alpha? Or, ah, if that’s too much trouble, sorry. You could just point the way.” 

[yakuzatwin-blog]

Rank Up! Nobody > Citizen

Modern-day Smartphone Technology vs. Teenager From 1983 Small Town

The real battle starts now.

...After she explores the phone’s capabilities to her heart’s content, and gets a feel for what everything does. This, of course, takes a while; you can’t just hand a girl an entirely new toy and not expect her to play with it.

Maybe someone else can help her figure out this utterly foreign device.

Finally, after a good few hours spent trying to understand everything--and failing miserably in some areas--she finds the messaging app. This shouldn’t be too difficult, right? It’s... like a simple pager, but alphanumeric, right? Right? 

[From: Shion Sonozaki] [Recipient(s): All Contacts]

[text]: hello? anyone [text]: help

[deepsleepbeats]

{Here it is, a proper intro post! I’m Tama!! I rp’d in Citta like… six months ago? It’s been a while and needless to say I’m a little rusty, but! I am happy to be back and hopefully I’ll be in for the long run. 

But now for the Real Purpose of this post. In order to mark my glorious return to the RP world, I will be holding a SUMMER ICON GIVEAWAY. Reblog this post for a chance to get an icon drawn by yours truly with a fresh Summer theme!! (examples of previous giveaway icons [x] [x]) We’ll go with nine winners since that’s the most that can fit in an image post lol

Some Rules:

Your blog must be affiliated with Citta Alveare

1 reblog per account (if you have multiple accounts at Citta, you can do one each, but you can only be picked as a winner once; I’m trusting you guys to be honest if I end up picking 2+ of your accounts)

Winners will be randomly chosen at the start of meme day (6/12) and icons will be posted once they’re all done (whenever that is, hopefully within a couple of days of picking the winners. 

[yakuzatwin-blog]

In the cityscape of Sector oo1, a little building lies nestled in-between the numerous stores and restaurants. It’s surprisingly crowded, for not looking like much, and those who exit often end up jostling those who enter through its sliding doors with little more than muttered apologies. Plastered to the windows are a myriad of posters, ranging from colorful to basic, all with the name of a place and their contact information for applying.

Job listings.

After almost being shouldered aside as she entered, Shion finds herself looking at the walls of the center, all covered in different sorts of help wanted ads, or calls for different sorts of occupations. 

If she’s honest with herself, school is definitely a good idea. Even if the idea of simply brushing it off because there’s no one to tell her to go is appealing... well, Shion knows how well she operates without any sort of obligations or schedule. The girl’s gotten used to attending anyways, so even though it feels strange to say it, she feels like she has to now.

Then there’s the problem of supporting herself. Simple pride won’t let her rely on someone else for this sort of thing, even if given the chance.

It’s immediately apparent that there are a handful of less-than-normal calls for employees. There’s only a couple listed on the board that even seem remotely appealing. Few really catch her eye, but she finds herself lingering on one in particular. 

It’s a game store, much like the one her uncle owns. She feels a prickle of homesickness as Okinomiya comes to mind... and then, the face of her sister. She stares at it for a couple more moments, then looks away to another advertisement.

She knows that’s not where she’d like to work. What is she thinking, considering something just because it reminds her of home? Besides, she doesn’t quite share the same love for competitive activities that Mion possesses. 

A bitter smile curls her lips.

“Well, whatever,” she mumbles, trying to brush the thought away. Her priority is finding something for herself. She’ll have to save being upset for later.

[combatcorgi]

“You said two promises first. So no more.”

[citta-jobs]

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[crybabytrapmaster]

It’s clear as limpid water, just by looking at Shion’s expression, that several thoughts must be crossing her head. Not surprising. If this is the same Shion that were in Hive City for a while, she must be wondering how she ended up here again and if too much changed ever since the last time. If it’s a different Shion, then she’s having a natural reaction for a first timer in Hive City.

No matter the alternative, looks like it’s up to Satoko to give her the basic grasp of the situation, the veteran she is.

She never got to know if the previous Shion was from her world or not, so her first question isn’t enough to discard any of the options. Perhaps as their chat goes, Satoko can obtain more clues at that regard.

“Nah, it’s been a while since I’ve been here, Nee-Nee. …A whole year in fact, wa.” She started. She’d better go slowly with this, give time for Shion to process the info she wants. “Some of the others have been here before, coming and going… but I’m the only one left right now, wa.”

Or at least she was, until the other arrived. Satoko is really, really glad at seeing her. Yeah, sucks that she’s stuck in Hive City, but at least neither of them would be alone. They’d have each other from now on.

Speaking of being stuck… “No, we can’t escape, wa. Y-You tried it before, wa. We all did, wa. However… Not even witches can escape from this city, wa.”

[yakuzatwin-blog]

"A year..." Shion breathes a sigh, her left hand moving to her head to absentmindedly twirl a lock of hair around her finger as she listens to Satoko's explanation. Certainly she was a little surprised by the fact that the girl was technically her senior; however, she didn't find herself resenting Satoko for it. Indeed, she's thankful for having someone knowledgeable who will readily answer her questions, someone she does consider trustworthy. Prankster Satoko may be, but in serious situations she's really quite reliable.

Some of the others had been here before? The statement causes her to wonder, how do the worlds they're pulled from cope with their absence? Do they stop entirely until they're... put back, somehow? If ever? Do we--will I--vanish in my world for as long as I'm here?

Attempting to brush away her own worries, and even as thoughts race through her head, Shion tries to give the girl her best reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I don't intend to abandon you too soon, or vanish without warning. Even if I leave--not sure how I would at this point--if I don't let you know, it probably wasn't of my own will."

However, at Satoko's next words, the finger she's twirling her hair around abruptly ceases moving, and her expression becomes more severe. She tried to escape? She's not even been here long enough to entirely familiarize herself with the environment, let alone mount an escape attempt. Then, it's implied that others she should know tried as well, which is an entirely new matter, and witches, and...

"...Satoko, I think you might be wrong. I don't--" She pauses, realizing she may have been about to say something harsher than she intends., then continues slowly.

"...I've never even been here."

[thekimadventure]

The two are like puppets, like broken puppets

Haunted by demons, losing determination

Look, the same blood flows in us

So the two were birds in a cage

FUTARI NO BIRTHDAY