| 005 |
[Nov. 6th, 2011|06:16 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | -_-, ..................., ///, /plays violin, accidental post, do not want, fighting arena, so tsun, sorata, this is kri's fault, train away your feelings | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
[Accidental video]
[Arashi is standing in what appears to be a valley in a mountain range, with some sparse trees growing nearby. She's at the fighting arena, and she isn't fighting right away, but rather appears to be breathing hard - just about to finish taking a break.]
[Then, from her hand, she calls out a sword. She grips it tightly, and then starts practicing some sword-fighting. And if anybody's listening closely, you'll hear her talking to herself:]
What kind of idiot goes and disappears without saying a word? [Whack whack against a tree]
It's not as if I care, though. [Here, she pauses, and her face is very red - though perhaps that's because of the brisk mountain air and her own strenuous activity]
I don't care! [Hits the tree harder]
I don't. [And harder.]
[And then, suddenly, the mountain disappears and Arashi is standing at the entrance to a building, holding her things, journal included. Her twenty minutes of training are up. She looks momentarily surprised, and then scowls... and then blushes, looking away.]
Why should I care? |
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| 004 |
[Aug. 7th, 2011|02:24 pm] |
[Accidental video bandwagon]
[Arashi's staring at a mirror, studying her eyes which, for half a second, appear to be gold until she's blinking rapidly and forcing the color away.]
It won't end. How long does this world intend to play with us?
[She's holding out hope it'll only last a short time and then she'll be human again. But it's already been a while, and she's getting hungrier and hungrier.]
[Her expression continues to darken, and before she can quite stop herself, her hands are growing claws that almost pierce her foot because she's that awesome. She kind of hops away from it, blushing.]
[.......... fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.]
[She studies her hands, trying to control the claws - but it's still something she's unused to, and it's not nearly as fluid as when she calls out her sword.]
Go away.
[The event and the magic, naturally, do not listen.] |
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| 003 |
[Jul. 19th, 2011|05:17 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | ..................., ///, accidental post, do not want, hokuto talks too much, joint post, orz, prettiest geisha, so domestic!1, so tsun, sorata, this is kri's fault, tl;dr, um., wear a costume day | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  embarrassed | ] |
[Accidental Audio:]
[The audio picks up mid-conversation, and there's also the shift of rustling fabric. Then the snap of some hairpins. And also the clack of make-up being set back down onto a countertop.]
( cut for conversation... IT GOT LONG. )
[[Context! Pink is Hokuto, obviously. Purple is Arashi. Responding to this will have Arashi and/or Hokuto responding, depending on what pings who. Hokuto is being bossy and intrusive today, lol. Deep down in her heart, Arashi thinks it's a pretty costume.]] |
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| 002 |
[May. 13th, 2011|10:12 pm] |
[Accidental video]
[The video clicks on to show Arashi moving around her hotel room, tidying things up. It's actually kind of a boring entry at first, because Arashi is stone-faced as usual and all she's doing is cleaning]
[But she pauses at the table where the journal's resting, and at just the right angle, the camera picks up Arashi staring down at something on the table. It's Hokuto's newspaper, and though Arashi's expression doesn't change at all, there is a slight shift as she stares down at one article in particular.]
[And then she looks away, and maybe there's a slight blush before she crumbles the paper up and throws it in the trashcan.]
Perhaps that person was right when he said that optimism is too much in a place like this. [The complacency is kind of terrifying]
[...]
[And then she notices the journal flashing, and kind of gives it a deadpan expression, unable to tell what it's doing. This is her first accidental post.]
[..... -______________-] It's flashing. I don't understand this place. |
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| 001 |
[Apr. 5th, 2011|12:16 pm] |
[The journal begins to record, an accidental video, and picks up a conversation between Arashi and the remaining Kisekians—old and malnourished looking, and repeating the same phrase “Welcome to Miracle Country!” Any of Arashi’s attempts to have them speak more than that is interrupted and useless.]
Tell me, is this Tokyo—? [ “Welcome to Miracle Country!”]
Where am I? What’s happened here? [ “Welcome to Miracle Country!”]
[……….] [She’s handed the journal but she doesn’t know what to make of it, and she turns away from the Kisekians, her eyes wide]
[She’s staring out at the destruction, and can sense human presences. She sets down the journal on the ground and sets up her kekkai, extending it to cover the Welcome Center and the hotels, if she can manage that]
[She then attempts to leave the Welcome Center but is pushed back by the barrier] Ah –
[………………………………………………………]
[ETA:]
[Written]
I was told that in order to leave this barrier, I have to write something. I suppose, then, I have no choice. [Doesn't know what to write ;;] I understand better now, at least as much as can be understood.
Even so, if anyone has any information, I will listen.
[[That ETA is an IC one. But if you'd like your character to respond BEFORE that ETA, just let me know! If not, you can assume she's fiddling with her entry as she's talking to people.]] |
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