「浅野 凛」 Asano Rin

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( December 2008 )

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RELATIONSHIPS
in progress

( CANON )


( CITY )


( NOTES )

[text || private to Youko]

Youko... I don't know if they came for you, too... but in any case, I feel the need to tell you.

You're the person I cursed.

[/private]

[switch to video]

[The feed is sweeping over a view of the... thin air as Rin's voice talks, off-screen.]

Curiosity got the better of me, after all. Had to see what this barrier is like. Still not actually visible, except for the rips. ... I'd have to get closer to see them clearly.

... wait, this thing isn't even --

[The camera is shaken a little, but then it sinks down to give way to a view of the ground. There's sand and some weeds there, in case one might be interested.]

No way.

Okay, Rin, this is the time when you get the hell out of here.

Message to the Curse Brigade: Having now laid eyes on the matter myself... well, there's no way this is for real.

(OOC: Seeing creepily surreal visions of pinwheels and finding it all very suspicious. Action for anyone who... might be there.)

( private || offline || thoughts )

I've had a few days to think, and here I am with my network device again.

I feel like I should say something. Suppose I should make a statement. But then, I've hardly been on the receiving end of reproach; I'm a little surprised. Not that I'm mad for punishment, but I certainly would have understood. Too well.

Because I've been impatient and selfish.

Nothing to be done about that now, of course. I'm just thinking - maybe it counts for something that I said it. It's not an excuse, and it also doesn't mean I'll quietly await whatever punishment one may see fit to bestow upon me - I've got things to do and things to live for and I'm not giving it up and away, sorry.

If... if someone died because of me... that was the one thing I wasn't thinking of. Ah, well.

Neither can I say I'm sorry to have gained what I did.

And then... what else I wanted to say: I'm actually sort of glad to be back. To see you all again.

(OOC: And that is that. As for HMD, my thread can be found here!)

[SPLOSH.]
[Such is the sound of Rin falling unceremoniously into the foutain. She's splashing around and gasping, until she gets out and you can hear water dripping onto the concrete.]

Wh-what?

[If you were to see her, you'd watch her standing there and quietly looking at her surroundings, until her eyes widen in recognition as the reality of her situation dawns on her.]

... back here...

[Down she slumps onto the ground, sopping wet and utterly dumbfounded. She'll regain her senses sometime in the near future.]

(OOC: And here she is again, fresh from Japanese volume 23, chapter 150/162.)

... let me talk to you.

(OOC: So going to push that button, sometime tonight game-time, and will then be off for a canon update. As for now, she's still not quite certain, but she shall then be grabbed by a bout of impulsivity. Friends = ... if you consider your character her friend, they are.)

[The video flickers on to show one Rin lying on her futon, with her sleeping yukata a little disheveled and sliding down her shoulders.

But what is this! Lying next to her is one Setsuna F. Seiei in an equally unkempt state, with chocolate smudges on his face.

Slowly, Rin stirs. She props herself up on one arm, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with the other hand.

Then, her eyes widen, almost to the point where you might think they're going to pop out of her head soon, and scrambles to sit up.]

... hnngh!

[She only makes that strangled noise, memories from the previous day flooding her, unsure what would be worse: not apologizing profusely right now or waking Setsuna up. And so she sits there, aghast and a little helpless.]

Hey, October is over. They could stop it now. But no, of course not, can't grant the poor subjects some respite - that won't do at all! Instead, it has to be a full-on war. I wonder how long this one will go... has to be a curse, has to be. This, and the amount of it - it's too sudden. It's been two days already, and not even on a weekend, so I think it might take longer...

Sheesh. Of all the things, really.

And so, about those flyers I've seen around, and not just me for sure: I think now would just be the right time to exercise some damage control. Get a spot to hide and create a sanctuary for the uncursed; try to somehow stop this madness - whatever. But something's gotta be done.

As if this wasn't enough... that's what you get for giving them the benefit of doubt.

(OOC: Unaffected and all the more exasperated for it. Curse Brigade, I hope this is alright! Strikeouts are muttered... even more than the small font.)

[So it's that day again. And since the last strategy failed rather epically due to City-induced memory wipe, it is now time for Plan B!

Thus you now have a Rin standing in the square, once again, armed with a notepad and her sweetest smile. She exchanged her flame-pattered kimono for a rather standard fare, autumn-themed one and has tied her hair neatly into a bun. She's not carrying her sword.

Occasionally, she addresses people on the street. It might even be you she's talking to.]

Ah... excuse me? Excuse me! Would you, perhaps, be ready to answer a few questions? I'm doing a survey, you see, and it'd really help me if you'd have a few minutes...

(OOC: No, "giving up" is not, in fact, part of her vocabulary. As usual, absolutely anything goes!)

[A harsh, sandy kind of sound - that of a rough brush being continuously scrubbed against a surface; muttering in-between. There is a clearly annoyed edge to it.]

Chores, chores - nothing but chores! Geez, why is it always ME? This household is seriously no different than a freakin' pack of wolves --

[The scrubbing is interrupted and a light gasp does a poor job of filling the silence.]

Hey! Hey, Rip! You could do something, too, you know!

(OOC: Family day. Rip van Winkle is the big sister, Integra Hellsing the evil stepmother. ... yes.)

[A small cell with a signifantly smaller window which only lets in spare light. Huddled in a showdy corner beneath said window is Rin, breathing heavily and irregularly, eyes diluted.]

... hnngh. I get it.

[Her voice is quiet and a little shaky at the beginning, but then becomes steady as her breathing calms down.]

You won't let me out of here, right? Not before I do what you want, before I say the words you want, before...

Well. I plead guilty, I do. I can say that. There's... [She has her eyes downcast.]

... there's blood on my hands, no denying that.

However. Half those cases turned out to be something of self-defense, and Renzō...

If Renzō wants to judge me for what I did, that's his due right. I'll grant that to him... and him only.

I am not going to give up myself or my freedom to anyone else for this.

[Now, she's looking directly at the camera. There's a flicker in her eyes that says she's noticed that it's recording.]

Because there are things that are more important to me.

(OOC: Been psychologically bombarded with an ever-rewinding replay of Anotsu telling her he's doing it all for grandpa, with the occasional memory of mommy dearest thrown in for good measure. \o/ Will escape later on today.)

[It's quiet in the little room. The sun rays entering through the window have taken on a golden hue - the days are getting shorter, now. On a carpet on the floor, a young man is sitting and writing with a pencil into a notebook. Obviously, he's deep in thought.]

Hmmm.

[Suddenly, his focus leaves the paper in front of him and he creases his brow, as if startled at the sound of his own voice. He shakes his head shortly, but then his eyes graze his own hands. With a look of utter incredulity, he raises them to better inspect them. After having done so for a while, he slowly, with calculated movements, gets up and approaches the wardrobe mirror. He just stares at it and then lets out a low groan.]

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

(OOC: Backdated bodyswitch with Peter Petrelli. Have at her~! Flatmates, feel free to JUST HAPPEN to be knocking on her door. EDIT: ... and off I go again. Sob. Back on Wednesday.)

Okay, so we have mountains. I'm... really not surprised anymore. Oh, I wasn't expecting the earthquake at all when it came, but then I just got my sword, said "okay, time to prepare for trouble" and ducked under a table until it was over.

Luckily, no monsters so far. Let's see how long that holds.

Wonder if going to explore there would be a wise idea... anyone been there already?

(OOC: Around for the weekend once more! Seems like this will be a regular thing now. \o/ My HMD comment is here, if anyone... wants to look. Idek. EDIT: GONE AGAIN.)

[RIN IS located in the kitchen, making some plates clatter around as she buzzes about. But then, she halts in her tracks!]

... why, and who are you... ?

[Her voice, half cooing, half suspicious. The sound of tiny feet and wings.]

Hn?

...

Hn?

...

Ow! Ow, ow! Wha' 'e heww?

(OOC: AROUND FOR THE WEEKEND. I missed you, Poly! ;_; EDIT: Aaand off I go again! See you next weekend.)

Sooo yesterday basically flew right over my head. I hear it was something like modern office life. Well, the more you know! I don't really know a lot about that, be it here or at home. I only know the machinations a citizen has to go through to get something... and that those processes are probably not exempt from manipulation.

Question of the day: what's up with the end of the year? Someone told me this place usually gets something special up for that. Like, last year, it was apparently a zombie invasion? And the clock stopped? I'd like to know more about this. ... I know it's probably late in coming. Or early. Depending on how you view it.

Furthermore: Uta-chan's throwing a beach party on Saturday, the 25th. Flatmates, who of you wants to come? Because I'm so going.

... I hope everyone's recovered from last weekend. Shiki?

[private to Lockon Stratos and Setsuna F. Seiei || viewable to Umi || unhackable]

Mister Lockon, Setsuna-san...

I'd like to speak to either of you, about, you know, that thing we don't want to talk about on the network? I hope it's no trouble and that you have the time.

Ah, oh my! So I was finally affected by the child curse. What an embarassment. Here, an obligatory but no less heart-felt apology as well as a big thank you for everyone who had to put up with my younger self. I guess I was a bit of a spoiled brat.

Particular thanks to Kurosu-san and to Youko, for watching us me the whole time.

And then haha, do say... have any of you ever noticed a tendency in the way the City affects you to... rub salt in certain wounds? Repeatedly, like it wants to make a point about it?

I'm sorry if that question is too personal. No one should by any means feel obligated to answer it, or even answer in detail.

[private to Umi || unhackable]

Are you better?

[private to Anotsu || UNHACKABLE]

I'm taking the pinwheel back.

[In your square, there is a little girl in a pink kimono. She is smiling as she speaks, and the mirth in her voice is clearly audible.]

That none of us get burned by sparks!

[But then she looks around herself and realizes... that something is amiss.]

Huh?

... mommy?

[Her face and voice both carry the sheer puzzlement. She is too confused to even be properly shocked.]

Mommy?

...

Daddy? Grandpa?

(OOC: Upping your kid quota with the Age Reversal curse. Taken quite directly from this scene and about six years old.)

Does anyone remember me telling them about last Saturday, when the visitors came? I'm sure I did my preparations to engage them in conversation, and I'm sure I had a few nice talks --

But I don't remember a single conversation. Not a word. And I was sure I scribbled down some notes, but I seem to have misplaced them, or -- well, I wonder. If it's the City that disposed of them. Just what kind of information did I attain there? I don't remember what Manji said.

This is so frustrating. I might have been this close.

Is this what you do if something happens that you don't like, deities? Nice to know. But that would mean that you miscalculated. Or was it all part of the plan?

Yesterday did not improve my mood. The water was annoying. I did not go out beyond the necessary, because I'm not sure if I dare going out armed with nothing but water balloons.

The first weekend of the month passed and it was not Random Curse Weekend. Again.

(OOC: Thanks to everyone who 4th walled Rin! I truly had a blast. ♥ And yes, I decided to memory-wipe her because she received some hints about the game's OOC workings, and I want to be on the safe side. |D;; Strikeouts are so not there.)