c o l o u r l e s s.

“Such beautiful pink hair... I wonder if I can appear that feminine too...”

Raising her eyes from the words on the pages before her, she had noticed a pink head bobbing up and down in front of her -- seemingly bubbly and cheerful. Envious of their courage to choose such a flashy colour for their hair, she couldn’t help but ponder if she were liked more by Ren Houjou if she was as adorable.

She’d done it before.

She had a veil over her face once upon a time. 

Now, that was done because she was convinced to, and that she was impatient. It was a very irregular circumstance. And that Ren was around. She knew he would find her.

What she didn’t expect was for a veil to cover her face while she was reading in the library of the hotel.

“E--eh? Excuse me,” she said, not sure if she was really dealing with an actual person here, or if it was a prank to turn her into a ghost, just to scare people and play their sick method of having fun. Rui wouldn’t have minded that but she would rather have the sheet be returned to whoever possessed it.

Frankly speaking, never had she seen such sharp eyebrows, and intense eyes. Even if Ren’s were intense, he rarely looked at anyone with such accuracy, he wasn’t an archer after all. So with the stranger in front of her, she couldn’t help but avert her gaze elsewhere, and reach for the back of neck -- as an attempt to relief the atmosphere of its burden.

@thetruewonder

“Hello?”

Peering at the pool area, she was hoping that no one would be there. Although Rui was naturally afraid of waters, if only because of a certain incident, she wanted to at least try and take a dip -- just to be sure, just to regain her confidence and ability to face her fears.

It didn’t help that she was so easily convinced into doing things she would normally avoid, should she be of rational mind.

Unfortunately, Rui wasn’t exactly a person with a mind of her own.

Noticing that there was hardly any sound to accompany or return her greeting, Rui felt relief in the lack of presence. If she were to show much fear, she would rather not show others. 

Again, there were reasons as to why she couldn’t do this in her own bathroom.

Slowly, she let her toes, touch the waters overflowing by the sides of the pool, before lowering herself, and letting the cold waters envelope her calves while she sat at the side. Her anxiety was present, but a pool of water... could hardly be bad for her, no?

@roremque

Anxiety seems to always fill her, whenever she was around feminine women. Those with long hair and more so if they were a foreigner, she had little to no confidence in being able to speak with them. This situation, for example, had her face a lady with pursed lips, and incredibly defined eyes -- that they seemed to look straight into the soul.

Rui couldn’t help but feel, a little more than slightly intimidated.

Reflexively, she broke her gaze and refused to look at the lady.

@caelvstis

Silence.

Silence is all the sound that fills her ears, ever since her arrival at the hotel. Eerie, but it wasn’t like it bothered her in the first place. And for the first time today, she sought for sound, at the very least the sound of moving waters could comfort her.

So she stood, her eyes gazing at the river outside the hotel where she stayed.

And thought out loud, “I don’t remember ever seeing this kind of sound of the river. It sounds rushed, but not... naturally.”

@imperfectdcll

Heavy was the atmosphere of the room, if only because she had not realised the existence of this hotel before. Yet here she was, drawn to the interiors, the antique designs, very unlike the oriental motifs she often perceived. Around her was either the modern, minimalist room of her senior, Ren, or the oriental woods of a temple she ... refused to remember, and would like to block off from her memories.

Here, here she felt safe.

After much time spent exploring upon her arrival (a trait picked up from Ren), she has found the Billiard Room most interesting, if only second to the library. Right now, she wanted to hold a cue stick, and play. Her bones ached with the need to move.

Just as she lowered herself to the table, preparing to jerk her stick forward, the door creaked open to reveal a boy with black hair.

She raised her brow, unsure as to what to do as she allowed her gaze to fall upon his face, for a moment. Not knowing that it could cause someone much discomfort.

Gently, her fingers loosened and allowed the cue stick to lean against the table, and greeted him. 

Re-purposing this blog, changed affiliation from Amaranth to Aria of Sorrow.

So, let’s make this quick: I go by Suzuya, Rui and Scathach/Sca. Chou is a reserved nickname for those close to me nowadays. I like horror and that’s why we have Rui Kagamiya here. I might bring in another character here but I’ll be testing the waters with Rui for now. I’m hoping to make new friends and writers to work with.  Most of all, here’s to writing with you guys! 

“Ren!”

“I-I mean Houjou-sensei, but... He means a lot to me, and I wish to be able to do much for him that he needs me to! As for A...”

“... I can’t really think of any, other than assistant. I guess it’s a duty I’m accustomed to ever since I started living with him. N too...”