copycat.

And yet, she had people relying on her now to keep them safe.

Taking a deep breath, the blond scrunched up her face and puffed her cheeks out, pushing aside her own fears. If she had to fight, she would. It would do no good to show the rest of her team her own insecurities right away. She had to be strong.

“Right! Let’s conquer this maze and be back home in time for supper~!” Emiko cheered, spinning around on one foot to face her team, smile plastered across her face like a bandage on an open wound. She swung her paint ball gun idly, before resting it against her shoulder in an armed position.

hunched over his desk and his elbows propped against it, prompto softly hums an unfamiliar song as he cleans the lens of his camera. it seems he ended up coming too early to his class, having been scared by the lowkey threats written in his creature studies’ curriculum, and now he has too much time to spare before classes start. what better way to spend it than to clean his camera? class rules don’t say anything about bringing cameras, anyway. that’s a good thing, right?

he lifts the piece of camera equipment with uncharacteristic softness, although since this is his camera, it’s not so far-fetched for prompto to be this careful with it. he peeks through one opening to make sure there aren’t any dusts or prints left. with a satisfied nod, prompto puts down the lens and is about to reattach it to hsi camera when a shadow looms over the table, then comes a question.

prompto blinks, and he looks up at the girl standing beside his desk. at her words, prompto smiles widely yet with considerable shyness lining his features. not a lot of people say that, after all, complimenting his girl and how much love she gets, especially since he went though a lot of trouble just to get her and keep her in such working condition. it’s something unexpected but very much welcome.

❝ i…yeah, ❞ prompto says, looking down at his camera and reattaching the lens. it locks into the camera’s face with a soft click. ❝ my first and only camera. bought it really cheap from a ragged pawnshop when i was in highschool, so it’s pretty old. ❞ prompto softly laughs, moving the camera this way and that in his hands, still looking for any dirt to wipe off it. ❝ well, i say it’s cheap, but i had to starve myself for a month to save the money i needed for this baby. she was a little run down too when i got her. had to fix her myself. ❞

he stops, realising he started going on about his history with his camera, and turning pink, he chuckles again and decides to answer her other question instead. ❝ anyway, i’m hoping i could get shots, actually! i mean, you know, having nice, detailed pics of the specimens will be helpful to anyone who wanna pass this class. i’m also thinking of sharing them pics with the rest of the class, if—if anyone’s interested, anyway. ❞

   “Really? That’s super nice of you - I’m sure others will appreciate it! Professor Hauenkua might even want to display them~.” Emiko said, sounding impressed. It was rare to find someone take such initiative with helping others in the class - if anything, it was only ever people who offered to help with tutoring. Which was welcome in itself (especially for Emiko, who wasn’t exactly the best with studying), but actively trying to help out an entire class like this was definitely a switch.

“But... it sounds like you worked really hard to get it. No wonder you take such good care of it!” She mused, reflecting back on how he explained his way of getting the camera. Looking down at the camera again, Emiko smiled. “I bet it’s been on some adventures with you. I’d love to see some of your other shots sometime, if you don’t mind sharing!”

Suddenly, she then remembered that she had completely forgotten to introduce herself. Her expression quickly changed to one of frustration as she smacked her own forehead, before throwing an almost bashful smile back at the other. “I definitely forgot to introduce myself, didn’t I? We have cameras back where I’m from but.. I haven’t seen one in so long I got too excited!”

@emitaka continued from

Oh, she could act all fancy with her powers, but he had his own set of powers that could amaze people. He stood there, observing her quick movements and analysed it carefully. That power. He needed more data on it.

His expression was nothing other than a dead stare, perhaps even exasperated. Letting out a sigh, he fell back into a crack of time and space, vanishing from existence entirely. A couple of moments he appeared behind her, half his body emerged from what looked like the same crack he fell into. Reaching out his hands, one grabbed her wrist harshly and the other delicately coiled around her neck. The fingers on her neck rested there, his index finger gently pressing down. As for the fingers located on Emiko’s wrist, they had harshly dug in and refused to break free. He wasn’t going to let go until she dropped his text book.

“Ah, yes. I would be a shame. Just like how it would be if you stopped breathing. I don’t know if I could get you to the nurse’s office in time. I wonder. Do you know how long it takes a person’s heart to stop beating when they’re electrocuted?”

The Tracer had leant in close, whispering these words in a cool and calmed tone, his eye kept a deadly glare. Dynamo had shifted to face he directly, all six were beginning to crackle dangerously.

All of this, was a bluff of course. He wasn’t going to harm her, there was no point. The only harm he would do, is what he was currently doing to her wrist. The rest of it was an act of intimidation. 

In hindsight, perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to go around stealing and taunting any manner of student. Her ways of befriending others weren’t often accepted by every manner of person, and if she had the chance to go back and warn herself, she might have told past-Emiko not to bother with the white haired male. Of course, past-Emiko probably still wouldn’t have listened. 

She was a bit thick-headed like that.

Watching as the other disappeared with the use of his powers, Emiko had only moments to react before she felt his presence behind her. Without nearly enough time for even her powers to react, she found herself trapped within his grasp. Edward had a tight grip on her arm, and with his other hand curled around her neck she had little in the way of escape. 

Gasping a little for air, the blonde kept her own firm grip on his textbook, refusing to drop it. While she didn’t really care for the text, she also was stubborn enough to stick to her original plan. His whisper into her ear sent shivers down her spine and yet she refused to relent, instead closing her eyes in an attempt to focus instead of worrying about her current state of being.

Emiko had little knowledge of the male, thus no way to know if he was seriously aiming to harm her. For sure his grip hurt, and likely she would find some bruising on her skin later, but it was nothing compared to the Hell she had faced while staying on Hiraeth for over a year. In that time, she had grown considerably, her stubbornness becoming more of an asset than anything. She refused to give in: and despite her hatred for unnecessary violence, sometimes it had to come to that. 

Charging up her neon energy, Emiko became to glow slightly, a pink hue emitting from her skin. Shaking - no, vibrating - the girl seemingly disappeared from his grasp after a moment with nothing more than just pink gas in her wake. Standing ahead of him a few feet away, she held a hand near her neck and panted, facing him with a ragged expression. The move had taken a lot out of her, and wasn’t something she had managed to perform many times successfully. Mostly, she just tired herself out and fizzled. While it may appear as though she had teleported to someone unskilled in dealing with speedy powers, Emiko had simply charged up enough of her kinetic energy to free herself and rush forward, vibrating right through his hold. She huffed, annoyed and exhausted now, before holding his textbook closer to her chest and wrapping both arms around it. 

@emitaka

He was roaming – trying to adjust to his new surroundings of which seemed to surprise him at every turn. A building that shifted as it pleased was quite intriguing, and so where the many other secrets of this Academy. The creatures, the floating island it was built upon, and even the students housed within it all offered a modicum of appeal that had the young idol desiring for more to know.

At the very least, Wataru was granted his doves – ever faithful and vibrant were his darling bird companions – but he still felt it unsafe to call for them too often here. So he stuck to his exploring, eventually stumbling upon another while mulling over his thoughts.

As always upon sighting of a stranger, he slaps on a mask of jovial nature – a clown, a fool. That is Wataru. A grin overtakes his lips and he pulls out a rose from behind his ear, holding it out to the girl before him, welcoming her to take it. Her pinkish hair reminds him of a dear friend… He has to wonder if she’s anything like him either.

“Good day, young miss! How are you faring? Ah! Is today not a fine day to enjoy the wonders of this world?” He punctuates this short speech of his with a friendly wink. “It is I, yes, your very own Hibiki Wataru! May I have the pleasure of coming to know your own name as well?”

   “Oh, hey there!” Emiko greeted loudly, a smile painted across her face as soon as the stranger had called out to her. Not that she ever wore any other expression other than a smile, believing in the ideal that it was the best accessory someone could wear. She was amused by the extravagent way the other talked, his formality eliciting a small giggle out of her before she introduced herself. By his accent and name, she could only assume he was from the same sort of area she grew up, before being pulled into Hiraeth. 

“My name’s Emiko -- hey, you wouldn’t be familiar with ‘Japan’ would you?” She asked abruptly, excitement filling her words. She knew that some people preferred not to speak of their home worlds, but meeting someone with a familiar sounding name only served to remind her of her own home: and no matter how unwanted she felt there, she still missed the busy streets of Tokyo.

hey all! it’s my reply day for emiko, so  i’ll be getting to all my owed replies & starters throughout the day. while I may not get to it today, feel free to send me an IM or DM on twitter (@_oinkawa) if you would like to thread with emiko in  the future, and we can plot ! ♡

           meme // not accepting!! 

   thirteen.

It hadn’t been her intention to barge in on the boy with the thread-like powers, but once she had, Emiko was mesmerized by the way he worked. Every day, she was able to see new and different abilities from those around her at the academy, but powers using thread were new to her. She watched for a while, as quiet as she could given her loud personality, until the other seemed to grow frustrated with his work. As he broke off, likely taking a break, Emiko stepped further into the room and made a motion to greet him.

“Hey there~. That’s a cool power you’ve got there!” Emiko said brightly, a laugh at the tip of her tongue that dance around her words as she spoke. She moved closer to the other, taking a seat at the desk in front of his. She sat backwards in the chair so she could face him, eyes flitting down to look at the fabric he had been working with.

“Here, I think I can help!” Emiko said thoughtfully, reaching out quickly to grab the other’s wrist. Without a care for boundaries, she used the other’s brief shock to pull his hand towards her. Then, lightly, she pressed her lips to the tips of each of his fingers, making a childish noise with each kiss placed on his fingertips.

Letting go then, the blonde giggled and winked at him, “now a fair maiden has blessed your sewing hand! Your work is bound to go a lot smoother now~.” 

            meme // not accepting!!

“Watch out!” 

A neon blur sped past as Emiko quickly pulled the girl out of the way, hands grabbing onto her arms roughly as she did her best to help the other evade the incoming attack. The monster they were facing down in combat class wasn’t something she should take lightly: no matter how skilled you were with your abilities. Skidding to a halt with neon energy crackling around her, Emiko showed the other a rare annoyed expression. 

“You could have gotten hurt! This isn’t the time to be showing off, if that’s what you were planning.” 

It was rare for Emiko to get so worked up, but despite her best efforts she couldn’t contain her emotions when it came to fighting. A fun-loving girl who turned boldly serious when it came to battles, she had the hardened stubbornness of someone who had lost far too much to violence and overconfidence. Emiko, should she have a say in it, wanted to help make sure nothing like last year’s battle would happen again.

“Now, follow my lead–!”

Suddenly whisked off her feet, the teenager found herself abruptly grabbed by the lumbering monster she had only just saved Ruriko from. Its grip was tight around her, as it laughed and then made the motion to throw her across the classroom. In her lecturing, she’d made the mistake of taking her eye off the partner battle. Before she even had a chance to regret her actions, Emiko found herself flying through the air, on a collision course for the opposite wall.

           meme // accepting!! 

“Oh! If you’re looking for the library you can continued heading down that hallway--” Emiko found herself cut off as her hand abruptly made contact with something, or rather someone. Retracting her limb, the girl stiffled a laugh at the boy whom she had happened to smack right in the face. One apologetic smile later, she was quickly turning to the other student she had been helping, telling them the rest of the directions before they left. It was then that she turned her attention back to the blue haired male, bowing profusely in apology.

“I am. So. Sorry!” Emiko said, making sure to put emphasis on every word. There was a hidden amusement in her eyes though, as if she did think they event had been kind of funny, but was doing her best to keep a lid on her laughter. 

           meme // accepting!!

If she was being completely honest, that sort of compliment wasn’t something she heard very often. Taking pause, Emiko showed a rare moment of stunned silence as she stared back at the girl. Her cheeks flared up dangerously and she turned her head away before letting out a laugh, which turned into a fit of giggles. They held the tiniest amount of insecurity behind them, as if Emiko were only laughing so much to cover up her sudden embarrassment at being complimented.

“Pfft, do you really mean that?” Emiko asked, offering the girl a way out before the compliment would become set in stone. She grinned playfully, placing her hands on her hips. 

          meme // accepting!! 

“Wait, why are you hiding?!” Emiko asked, staring after him as Kiragi brushed past here, clearly on the run from something. Although, given the boy’s aptitude for battle, she doubted it was anything like a monster, especially since he wasn’t the type to not tell others about an oncoming danger. Which meant it was likely something he had done, or hadn’t done, like... his homework, knowing Kiragi.

Sparing a glance back the way the boy had come from, Emiko decided to follow after him, more interested in what her new friend was doing than the idea of going to art club. Besides, she had wanted to talk with Kiragi, and this seemed like the only choice. 

Keeping up with him wasn’t difficult at all though, with her speed boost from her neon allowing her to keep pace quite easily. However, while her companion was apt at hiding and hunting (as she had learned from listening to him), it wasn’t like he knew the school as well as she did. Scoffing from impatience, the empath grabbed a hold of her friend’s shoulder, steering him abruptly down another hallway.

            meme // accepting!!

“I don’t really like losing either, but losing just means you have to try harder next time!” Emiko said, a smile dancing across her face. She had been spending time in the student lounge when the other had entered, and with the lack of anyone else to talk to the blonde had picked up a conversation with Ailis. She relaxed, carefree on the couch provided, as their conversation drifted towards games - as really, chess and cards were pretty much all the room held, entertainment wise.

            meme // accepting!! 

She hadn’t meant for her attack to go haywire. Normally, Emiko was considered one of the more precise fighters, at least in her combat class. Yet, here she was, attempting to show off to a couple of robotic citizens in the streets of Orilon when he neon beam bounced slightly off course. Ricocheting off one of the nearby robots, the beam shot directly into the body of another student. Emiko gasped audibly, concern written across her face as she rushed over.

“I am so incredibly sorry!” She said loudly, thankful it hadn’t been enough neon to cause any serious harm to the other. Despite knowing this, Emiko continued to voice her concern over the other. “I swear this never happens, it was a complete and total mistake. Are you hurt anywhere? You’re from the academy right? Should I help you back?!”

           meme // accepting!!

“Can’t it be both?” Emiko asked coyly, her lips twisting upwards into a smile. She turned to face the other, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Curious as she was, Emiko didn’t quite want to venture down into the dungeons alone, especially if it meant having to fight some sort of monster. She figured with the other in her company though, that they might be able to make it a little farther in. And if a monster showed up, their chances of survival had to increase with more people!

Plus, she had heard a rumour that some new arrival had been seen venturing down below, and she was more than a little worried.

“C’mon! We can’t just leave them down there...” She, of course, failed to mention that the rumour had been very vague. In actuality, someone had only seen a shadow, and not an actual person. But the dungeons was the one place Emiko had yet to explore in the school!