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konpeitoqueen) wrote2013-12-23 11:03 pm
konpeitoqueen) wrote2013-12-23 11:03 pm
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❀ 1st Konpeito ❀ [Video]
Someone better- better explain this to me! Before I-
[Someone's screaming into the receiver, mouth and face too close to identify them. However, the voice sounds young and feminine, and it's screeching.] I- I don't want to be here! I want to go HOME! WHERE AM I?!
[The video feed suddenly drops on the ground. For the next few minutes, you can hear sobbing in the background. And then the door opening. At one point she starts screaming and suddenly there's the cheery tune of a Christmas song starting, before the door slams roughly. After a while more and a bit of 'Mawile, mawile?', she finally comes back into view.]
...Ugh. If anyone makes fun of me, I'll rip your head off.
[There's a girl on the camera, wrapped up in so much towels, spare trainer sets and so on that she looks more like a ball of tossed clothes than anything else. Her Mawile tries to snuggle in with her, but she visibly pushes it away and pins its head against the floor. The Pokémon's back mouth snaps in shock, but she doesn't pay much mind.
Her eyes have rings of red around them- hell, her entire face is extraordinarily red. It seems that apart from the cold, she's also been crying.] I'm the Saionji Hiyoko. SHSL Classical Japanese Dancer. From the super-famous Saionji clan.
People keep telling me to leave this town and go beat some Gym Leaders or something, but who cares?! It's cold, this is stupid, and all I have for defense against all these monster-things is... another monster-thing. [Ayani the Mawile perks her head up.] It's not stinky or mean, but it's stupid and rock-hard like metal and just makes me colder! Plus, there's a weird red-nosed deer outside the door that wants me to 'ride it into Cherrygrove in the name of Christmas' or something. Isn't that all a Western tradition? Christmas is just a some event that gives you discounts in stores where I come from. Figures, scummy foreigners just love shoving their shit in everyone's face, even someplace like here... what even IS this place?
...Is there a chance... [She suddenly seems reluctant to say the next few words, but her face turns sour again- almost in realization- and in an instant just spurts it out.] Is this place yomi? It's cold and dead, that's all I can tell! All it's missing is the huge dirty river that separates us from the living realm. I want to give that stinky rotten Izanami a piece of my mind for allowing me to suffer like this! Where is she?! And- [Saionji grabs her Mawile, and both mouths start yapping-] What kind of Yomotsu is Ayani?! [If you're not familiar with Shinto lore, the girl on the video feed is currently spouting nonsense. And even if you are familiar with Shinto lore, her yelling and complaining is so jarring that you'd mistake it for nonsense anyway.]
[Someone's screaming into the receiver, mouth and face too close to identify them. However, the voice sounds young and feminine, and it's screeching.] I- I don't want to be here! I want to go HOME! WHERE AM I?!
[The video feed suddenly drops on the ground. For the next few minutes, you can hear sobbing in the background. And then the door opening. At one point she starts screaming and suddenly there's the cheery tune of a Christmas song starting, before the door slams roughly. After a while more and a bit of 'Mawile, mawile?', she finally comes back into view.]
...Ugh. If anyone makes fun of me, I'll rip your head off.
[There's a girl on the camera, wrapped up in so much towels, spare trainer sets and so on that she looks more like a ball of tossed clothes than anything else. Her Mawile tries to snuggle in with her, but she visibly pushes it away and pins its head against the floor. The Pokémon's back mouth snaps in shock, but she doesn't pay much mind.
Her eyes have rings of red around them- hell, her entire face is extraordinarily red. It seems that apart from the cold, she's also been crying.] I'm the Saionji Hiyoko. SHSL Classical Japanese Dancer. From the super-famous Saionji clan.
People keep telling me to leave this town and go beat some Gym Leaders or something, but who cares?! It's cold, this is stupid, and all I have for defense against all these monster-things is... another monster-thing. [Ayani the Mawile perks her head up.] It's not stinky or mean, but it's stupid and rock-hard like metal and just makes me colder! Plus, there's a weird red-nosed deer outside the door that wants me to 'ride it into Cherrygrove in the name of Christmas' or something. Isn't that all a Western tradition? Christmas is just a some event that gives you discounts in stores where I come from. Figures, scummy foreigners just love shoving their shit in everyone's face, even someplace like here... what even IS this place?
...Is there a chance... [She suddenly seems reluctant to say the next few words, but her face turns sour again- almost in realization- and in an instant just spurts it out.] Is this place yomi? It's cold and dead, that's all I can tell! All it's missing is the huge dirty river that separates us from the living realm. I want to give that stinky rotten Izanami a piece of my mind for allowing me to suffer like this! Where is she?! And- [Saionji grabs her Mawile, and both mouths start yapping-] What kind of Yomotsu is Ayani?! [If you're not familiar with Shinto lore, the girl on the video feed is currently spouting nonsense. And even if you are familiar with Shinto lore, her yelling and complaining is so jarring that you'd mistake it for nonsense anyway.]
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Why is he being so nice to her? Because she's new here and she was upset? Because she's one of Nanami's classmates and Nanami's really nice? Because she's from their school, even if she's not in the same year?
The answer he settles on is the easiest, and when he speaks he sounds like he's smiling.]
'Cause I don't see any reason to be mean to you. I know how fucking confusing showing up here can be, and believe me, I didn't get along with a lot of people right away. I guess what I'm saying is there's no reason for me to be mean to you, and you seem like a pretty nice kid. You've been good to me so far! 'Sides, you're one of us! You've been through the same shit we have and the last thing I'm gonna do is be mean to someone who's gone through hell.
[...Unless they're Togami or Celes.]
We're in this together now and we get along, so 'course I'm gonna be nice to you!
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It's so surreal, hearing this guy call her a 'pretty nice kid'. If they've met under different circumstances, there's a rather definite chance Saionji would've succeeded in getting him to hate her- but in the confusion and tears and trauma, for some godforsaken reason the forces of her own universe and this one somehow clicked in the neigh impossible chance that she doesn't feel doing anything of that sort to him again.
Huh.
It's like... Big Sis Koizumi and Big Bro Hinata, to an extent. Obviously, she didn't know him well enough to drop all suspicion that there's something he might be planning, but...]
...You're a solacer, huh. And that's... nice.
Thanks.
[A pause.] Well, we should play pranks and scare people at the party, too! It gets boring if people just lounge around and talk with no fuel for any action!
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[It's kind of a weird title to be given but he laughs anyway. Maybe he really has gone soft here, but he can't say he really minds.]
Whoa, hey, there's no need to scare anyone! Pranks though, I can get behind that!
[As long as they're not too bad. No throwing things at Leon or trying to give everyone pancakes (he's still not sure about that one by the way). But hey, pranks are always fun, and he hasn't gotten to pull any in quite some time.
...They're going to be a nightmare for the entire house, aren't they?]
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Her Mawile ends up drinking the majority of it.] Fiiiiinally! I'm here! [She took her own sweet time to reply, only doing so after getting a massage and getting rid of all the stupid stiff places in her body.]
So what kind of pranks can we do? Making fake chairs so people fall over... furoshiki bags that aren't done properly and came apart... stones, chicken eggs, spiders, ants- [She starts rattling off, listing more and more dangerous things as she does.]