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@devilishghast
Once the initial surge of irritation subsides, at the very bottom of her feelings sits relief. Simply knowing that the other is able to respond is good enough.
To: Numachi From: Kanbaru
[1] — then, be careful out there [2] — do you need for me to get you out of there
To: Bae From: Spoopy Ghost
Are you inviting me to spend the night in your bed?
If so, please come get me.
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to: all from: Suruga Kanbaru
[1] — are devil parts combustible [2] — asking for a friend [3] — who may or may not have been caught in the sector 3 fire
Deciding it might be better to omit the last part, she does so before pressing send.
To: Bae From: Spoopy Ghost
Nope. Don't think so.
devilishghast
[ ♬ ]—— Perhaps it was the foggy atmosphere surrounding the park after a snow storm, or the fact she’d been focused on her attempts to build a snowman for a while by now, but the presence behind Ibuki went quite unnoticed until she casually turned around.
"Uwaaaah—!" Startled, the musician accidentally knocks the snowman’s head off, the round block of snow pitifully joining the ground in a pile of helpless whiteness. She frantically flickers her gaze between the girl and her headless creation, then sighs in defeat.
“Oh man… uh— sorry Ibuki didn’t see you! Usually she’s better at detecting people, but it seems like winter sent Ibuki’s ears on lethargy earlier this year…”
How did that song go? Do you want to build a snowman? Was that right? Whatever the case, she was at least humming some semblance of it as she strolled through the snow, still under the guise of a cripple with her leg wrapped in a cast. Though it was certainly hard work, it was not something Numachi would ever complain about, though the startled scream and snowman head flying at her was certainly a small cause for concern.
"Ah, it's no problem. I understand. I have a habit of surprising people out of nowhere, and frankly, your reaction is one of the best I've seen so far." Not that being a ghost helps one make much of a sound.
"Name's Numachi, I hope I didn't bother you too much."
Knock knock knock.
Her fist rapped thrice upon the door as Numachi stood there waiting. In one hand a single white lily, and in the other a football. Though it wasn't exactly a new ball, the patches of black and white looking worn and dirty but it was a ball which Numachi had taken a liking to, and this was a game she would have liked to introduce to her.
"Hey there, do you think you'd like to come out for a game? I've got just the thing in mind!"
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Character Relationship Meme
Send me☝for my character’s private thoughts about your character
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Send me ☂ for my character’s reaction if your character was injured or killed (specify)
Send me ± for a headcanon about our characters
Do You Wanna Build a Canoe?(Event/Group Closed)
Sigh.
"You’re the last person I need to hear that from. Seriously." Her teasing expression softened as she recounted the events in her own mind leading up to that injury. "It still hurts a bit. I don’t have full use of it yet, but it’s nowhere near as bad as it was. I’ll be okay!"
She rubbed her arm, flinching a little and laughing too, completely unaware of any consequences such an action had on Numachi. It wasn’t too much later that a message strung among fragments of jargon flashed before her consciousness:
cout « “experiments:” « “aΓiadne’s thread will lead you from the labyrinth, though not ” « “you alone” « endl; cout « “experiments: ” « “your lives are “linked”” « endl; cout « “experiments: ” « “fight your way to the “core” and the answers you seek will be revealed” « endl;
"Well, that explains quite a bit. To think I’d be stuck with you in some sort of maze…" A small chuckle, again. "Not that I’m terribly displeased about the whole setup. I honestly would hate to think what would happen if I was paired with anyone else — if you were paired with anyone else — though in my current state I think it would have been better…" Her words were laced in a tinge of sadness as they faded. Really, there was little left for them to do other than to find their way to the center, and as much as she wished otherwise no amount of debating would change that; the marks on their hands dictated this.
They had no choice but to try — there was no other viable escape.
With a wide grin and a nod, Kanbaru extended her right hand, offering it to Numachi. “Fret not, we will see this through to the end! The sooner, the better, right?”
The touch upon her arm at least cemented the budding theory that had developed in Numachi's mind. She hadn't felt the touch, yet every nerve in her arm screamed at her in pain. It was clear that somehow this incident had caused some problems with their arms. Both possessed by a devil, and both vulnerable to the slightest touch, though, it certainly seemed like Kanbaru was taking her condition better than she had.
Sure. She had twisted her ankle before, but the pain of a broken arm was something she had yet to truly experience. At least, she was glad that Kanbaru had looked away for a moment as if puzzled by some thought. It would not do to have her girlfriend worry so much about her so soon into their adventure.
Brown eyes, though, in turn widened in surprise at the words which flowed from Kanbaru's lips. "Better? Nah, who else would ever take care of you like I would?" And as she spoke she lifted her own hand to show the brand once more. "Besides, didn't you hear?"
She paused a bit as she tried to make herself sound as ominous as possible. "Our lives are linked." Though, of course, the illusion could hardly be maintained since as soon as the words were spoken, Numachi fell into a fit of giggles.
"So worry not, your fated one, your destined-to-be, your companion for forever, shall make sure we both make it through to the end of this maze!"
Memory Meme
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Past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and I’ll write a drabble of one of my muse’s memories.
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❥ - a childhood memory ♣ - a fading memory ✂ - a vivid memory ✖ - a repressed memory ✈ - an eye-opening memory ✤ - a memory that involves romance/love ☤ - a memory of death/loss ✍ - a memory of their mother ☽ - a memory of their father ♘ - a memory of their sibling(s) ✌ - a memory of a relative ↕ - a memory that may or may not have happened ♚ - a memory of something paranormal ✓ - a sexual memory ♬ - a friend/best friend memory
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Do You Wanna Build a Canoe?(Event/Group Closed)
Mired deep and deep in abnormally dreamless sleep, Kanbaru suddenly felt a strange sensation, one that was neither entirely painful nor pleasant. Restless, she shifted from one side to another in several iterations of such turning until she finally settled on lying prone. It was the most comfortable position she could settle into, though she was still addled with unexplained pains.
Was it because she was falling ill? Although she didn’t feel feverish in the least, her body still ached as if she was ridden by some strange flu. Or even as if she had been checked really hard against the court during a match. At the very least, it wasn’t anywhere near as bad as that one time she woke up at the zoo…
Regardless, that dull throbbing caused her to react by waking up and cracking her eyes open.
And when she did, she caught a glimpse of an unexpected sight.
"Numachi…" Sluggishly she raised her right arm, rubbing her face with her open palm. Though her eyes were still in the process of focusing from their blurred state, she could vaguely make out some kind of drawing on her.
A strange doodle of some sort it was that was imprinted.
She wasn’t quite sure what it was, nor what it meant.
For the time being, she had to address her girlfriend, who felt it necessary to use her as a pillow of some sort.
"You can be as rough with me as you wish, but at least wait until I wake up for such things. Honestly…"
By address, she meant scold, of course.
Once she was satisfied with her lecturing, she sat herself upright. Her gaze trailed around the dimly lit enclosure, exploring unfamiliar surroundings. This was definitely not her own apartment, nor was it anywhere she normally frequented during the day.
Rather, it seemed more cave-like to her than anything with its brisk, damp, stagnant air cutting through her nostrils as she breathed.
What the hell was this, even? A confusing situation that had just taken a turn for the more confusing. She returned her gaze to her hand, and its strange imprint, and heaved a long sigh.
More unapologetic lecturing courtesy of Kanbaru.
"At least you didn’t draw anything obscene on my face this time. Though, why you doodled on my hand is beyond my comprehension." In wanting to make known her displeasure over the situation, she shot a sideways glance toward the wall, an exaggerated pout gracing her visage.
"I don’t suppose you would happen to know where we are, would you, Numachi?"
What?
Blinking owlishly, she found herself staring at the hand stuck in front of her face and the design etched upon the skin. Well. That was certainly more interesting, and different than what she expected.
She raised her hand to push Kanbaru's away as her own symbol passed before her field of vision. Well, either someone branded her as she was falling, or did it just appear?
"I definitely couldn't have drawn that on you, since, I've got one on me too." Raising her arm all the way up, this time to block Kanbaru's field of view, as she waved her hand back and forth.
Though she could have done without the lecturing, Numachi did get back off of Kanbaru and up to her feet. Extending her right arm forward to aid her up off the ground, she gave her a strong tug.
And only when she saw her standing did she realize that Kanbaru was keeping her left arm tense. There obviously was something amiss and as she she reached forward to prod at her bandaged arm, she couldn't help but notice the small wince in preparation of the contact.
"Nah, no clue where we are. It's a pretty odd thing, though, you know? I was just on my way to find you when the ground opened up beneath me, but I guess things worked out eventually, right?"
Not that she actually went through to poke her in the arm, no, Numachi simply stopped halfway before turning her sight back up towards her. "Did you actually break your arm this time? Geez, you've got to take better care of yourself."
Do You Wanna Build a Canoe?(Event/Group Closed)
All these myths about ghosts being able to fly were simply just that. If such a handy power existed, Numachi would certainly not be falling through the air towards an uncertain end and even as she hit the ground, she still hadn't been able to figure out exactly how her apartment floor had opened up to the cavernous hole below.
After a quick survey of her surroundings, Numachi attempted to move herself up to a standing position. Left arm reached down to push herself off the floor only to cause her to yell out in pain. Doubling over, she grabbed a hold of her the appendage in question as she gritted her teeth.
Pain. Pain that would gently ebb away as she stayed in her bent over position. Pain that shot through her once more as she gently tested the state of her arm through a finger's gentle prodding.
A futile experiment that seemed to have yielded no clear understanding. She was still in pain, and her arm seemed completely normal. Yet despite this uncomfortable feeling which seemed to pervade her, Numachi found herself staring no longer deep in thought but at a prone figure on the ground.
As fast as she could she made over besides her prone body, and only after confirming that she was indeed alive, did she move her head upon her lap.
Letting her sleep it off, Numachi hadn't even noticed the brand which had appeared on both their hands, so engrossed was she by her girlfriend's sleeping face.
Whose eyes soon opened wide in confusion.
"Morning there, how've you been?"
｢❀｣ — Kanbaru sighed. With her eyes narrowed into a downcast gaze, she tried her hardest not to let known just how uncomfortable the situation made her. How upset she was over thinking that Numachi was probably still hiding something. At the very least, the question of just how she died was still left unanswered.
She’d have to take a more direct approach if she wanted to get more information, it seemed — something she didn’t hope she’d ever have to do. Never mind that this was probably something of which she had really no business knowing.
For the time being, she tried to place that concern aside, instead favoring an ever stranger thought. That Numachi mentioned how they played a match of some sort, how Kanbaru even defeated her, and in that time, made Numachi realize she was actually dead, and her claims of Kanbaru saving her despite her own condition of having been dead this whole time — all of those occurrences struck her as odd. She did not recall ever having met with Numachi recently, let alone having done any of those things with her. As much as she thought she should clearly see those memories flash in her mind, it was nothing but a blank slate that appeared every time she tried recalling such things.
The longer Numachi held Kanbaru’s hand to her chest, the more the lingering anxiety over all of those matters grew. A dull ache sat in the bottom of her stomach, not particularly growing but not subsiding over time, either. She gulped and subsequently shook her head at the realization that she likely wouldn’t feel any better unless she faced Numachi and asked her.
Then again, there was the chance that she would ultimately feel worse, too.
It was a risk she’d have to take, doubtless.
She relaxed herself, allowing her arms, hands, and fingers to hang freely at her sides. Standing with her shoulders gently rolled back, in as relaxed a stance as possible, she took a deep breath and steeled herself for the answer to another tough question.
Though, really, the tougher of the two acts would likely be her own acceptance of the answer.
The truth was often a hard pill to swallow.
Nonetheless.
"N-No.. well… I am being honest when I tell you I have no idea what it is you’re talking about. I mean, before I ran into you here, in this city, I hadn’t seen you since, well… middle school. I’m going to save the questions about what supposedly happened for some other time. There was…" She gulped. "There is one question I did have.”
A momentary pause, in which Kanbaru slowly turned her head to the side. “How… how d-did you… do you remember how you died?”
Oh.
So she wanted to know that.
Numachi found herself wavering between decisions. Should she or shouldn't she... Her thoughts muddied as she gripped her hand tighter and tighter. It would be almost painful, if she had continued her grip but soon she let go.
There was a dramatic change from the tender voice she had spoken with earlier, as Numachi's face came within inches of her girlfriend's. "Why Kanbaru, I committed suicide, I died because I didn't have a reason to live anymore, did you think it was going to be some glorious affair?" As quickly as her tone changed, it disappeared. Her face remained close for a few more moments, before she turned away once more.
Perhaps it was too violent an outburst but what's done is done. Apologetic, she bowed her head slightly as she turned away. "I-- I'm sorry, but the truth is that I don't know." It was definitely not something Kanbaru would have wanted to hear but that was all she could offer.
"But you should know. At least, you did know what had happened to me... That's why you saved me, that's how you saved me." Her hand was raised in a shrug, after coming here, she had had little time to truly ponder the circumstances of her death but honestly, how she died mattered little compared to how she had passed on.
At least one of those events would remain forever etched in her mind.
｢❀｣ — The anger that coursed through Kanbaru soon melded into confusion. Here this girl stood, so proudly presenting the left arm that, as she had said, Kanbaru hated so much. On a similar note, she had no recollection of losing it, let alone having it forcibly taken from her. Did such a thing really happen?
Kanbaru raised her head and relaxed her crossed-armed stance, instead simply choosing to grasp her left arm with her right hand. “For all the people you’ve supposedly helped, and for the me you supposedly saved, you yourself couldn’t even save the most important person…”
Her previous question held an interesting response. It would have been sufficient otherwise, but the way Numachi said it prompted Kanbaru to quirk an eyebrow. She was definitely hiding something. An unnerved Kanbaru wondered if it was worth pressing further.
Ultimately, it was up to whether she was prepared for the worst possible answer.
She had no choice.
Rather, she gave herself no choice.
Fingers curled tightly into fists, Kanbaru hesitated for a moment to steel herself for what was about to happen and only continued after taking a deep breath.
“Why, you ask… Did you…”
She tucked her lower lip beneath her teeth. The thought of it still pressed heavily upon her chest, making her feel as if Numachi was grinding her feet into her.
For the time being, she couldn’t bring herself to say any more than that.
Numachi expected something to happen. Some angered outburst, an indignant groan, anything more than just the defeated look that appeared upon her face as her sentence dangled with no end.
"Did I?" She prodded, hoping that she would finish what she had been about to say. There was no use in letting the suspense build though, as Numachi already had an inkling as to what she was about to ask.
"Did you want to ask if the Devil was responsible for my death?" A smile was offered, innocent as ever as she shook her head. "You know, I died long before I started searching for him."
"And no, I don't think I've ever wished to come back to life..." She squirmed a little here, finding it hard to keep up the pretense that everything was just peachy. "Since, you know, never realized I died."
"That is... Until you saved me." Numachi grinned as she reached out to grab Kanbaru's hand. Leading it just over her heart, she slowly pulled it down against her chest. "Pretty cliché end for a ghost if you ask me."
"Made me realize I was dead after beating me in basketball through the power of teamwork and friendship and all that junk... Still, it was nice that you were the one to help me through it." As far as she was concerned, Numachi hardly thought of this as a bad memory. If anything, recalling her passing brought a wave of warmth running through her.
"So I mean... That's about it, the death of Numachi Rouka, in it's entirety." Another grin. "Any questions?"
you're so in love with kanbaru, it's obvious
"Yeah. You're absolutely right, she's wonderful isn't she?"
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｢❀｣ — There really wasn’t much left of the stick — not like there was much to those things to begin. Still, as Numachi inched ever closer to her, as Kanbaru was able to see nothing but the sight of brown eyes, and as she was also feeling the warmth of Numachi’s faint breaths pulsing against her face, she tensed her shoulders and took another bite, a nibble in comparison.
Whether it was her own heart that was pounding furiously within her chest, or whether she could feel the beats of Numachi’s was debatable. The only thing she knew for certain was that they were dangerously close.
Though she had expected the nibble, the closeness of their faces was as close as she could want which brought on a bit of warmth to her cheeks.
Well. There was only one long thing left to do. Leaning forward, she opened her mouth and took one last bite, gobbling up the rest of the stick. And of course, she punctuated the act by stealing a kiss.
｢❀｣ — Kanbaru took Numachi’s single bite as her cue to take one herself, letting out a tiny semblance of a giggle.
Yes, it was doubtless better than the alternative.
She felt the bite and moved in ever closer, taking her own one in reply.
Can you hear her heartbeat? It was surely thumping a smashing drumbeat now.
