ukimiya | Week 2

Friday's harrowing events are clear in the minds of many—first and foremost, the death of Rika Furude, and of course the reveal and subsequent "sentencing" of Asch the Bloody. It also serves well as a reminder to everyone that the gloves are off, there won't be an easy way out for anyone and it is unlikely that there will be an option to 'wait it out' in the hopes of not participating in this 'game'. Or, as The Sage and The Teishu put it:

The Challenge.

Despite how you felt about the trial, it's likely that some rest would be welcome after all that transpired. Fortunately, some of your fellow warriors have taken it upon themselves to provide a reprieve of sorts, if you'd rather not be alone.

As if the events of the trial are supposed to be nothing but routine, dawns comes once more Sunday morning, punctuated with the sound of the rooster crowing obnoxiously. Any light sleepers hoping for their rest to not be disturbed may find themselves disappointed. Though, if anyone should wish, they may feel free to try to fall back asleep.

But, maybe that time can be better spent wandering. It seems that some places may have mysteriously unveiled themselves. It might do well to check them out. Or not. How anyone chooses to spend their time is ultimately up to them.

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(OOC: Welcome to Week 2 of Ukimiya! Feel free to comment to the weekly top levels and thread as you like, and redeem coins at the wishing pool.

You can contact the sage with your pendants here, and the teishu here.)

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Just call it what it is. [And then said so plainly and frankly that it's hard to tell if this is actually sincere or just some shitty joke of a compliment:] Hot shit.

[She's.... not wrong at least???]

[You know what. He'll just turn around and look at her for a second before just shoving the dress inside and getting the hell out of the way of the furnace opening just in case.

And then they can both behold the sight of the poor ballet dress as it spends not more than a minute charring in the furnace before being ejected as a literal piece of flaming trash.]

Got any other brilliant ideas.

[Because now there's a dress on fire in front of them and he's sure as hell not going to pick that up??]

Just let it burn to ashes here? [The point is to get rid of it, right? And it's not like either of them have to clean up!!

Of course they should, but she's definitely not gonna be the one to say that.]

[He watches the flames sputter about feebly as they struggle to cover the entirety of the dress. It's surprisingly intact, all things considered, but then again it wasn't really in the furnace for that long anyways and he'd kind of balled it up to toss it into the furnace opening. Also that sure is the smell of burning nylon, huh!?]

It's not gonna be able to burn down like this, anyways. Tch. It'd be easier if we had matches.

[In other words, he's not entirely unopposed to the 'well let's just let it burn away on the floor nbd' plan if it weren't for the whole not-enough-fire thing.]

[Her nose wrinkles in disgust, and she brings up a hand to cover it quickly. She hates anything that smells bad, and this smells disgusting.]

We can make a fire in the kitchen, can't we? Let's just burn it there. [Yeah because a fire in the kitchen wouldn't be a hazard at all?? As long as they don't have to deal with the consequences, right.]

I don't feel like taking a trip outside the walls if they think we were trying to burn down the damn building instead.

[Or at least the kitchen. But seeing that poor sad fire makes him want to put it out of its misery (actually more like they can't pick it up until it's out anyways), so...]

Help me get some water so we can put this thing out.

[She's about to bite out a "why should I have to help clean up your mess" (because you helped make it worse Zero?? please), but she has literally nothing else to do. It's so boring here.

Perhaps this will be the one time she'll help someone out of her own free will. Because of boredom.]

Ugh, fine. Looks like we're going to the kitchen anyways.

[Alas, Mahiro is so used to telling people what to do and having them comply that he can't even appreciate Zero's one act of magnanimity(?). Truly, they were made for each other.

Anyways, he'll set off and expect her to follow because that's how he rolls. He will turn his head to just look at her because there is actually something he might as well ask her about since there isn't a flaming dress in front of them anymore.]

What's with that flower, anyways? If you're going to have it as an accessory, why the hell would you put it in front of your eye?

[Just wait until he does something that trips her hair-trigger temper, then they'll see how made for each other they really are.]

It's not a fucking fashion accessory. [In hindsight it's more surprising how few questions she's gotten about it, but that doesn't mean she appreciates that!!] If I could take this thing out of my eye, I would.

[Okay, at that he'll actually stop so he can actually examine that thing, although it's not like he's going to lean in close either. That's. Really fucking weird??? How does one get a flower stuck in your eye, that's definitely not an ordinary childhood mishap here.]

What's stopping you from just ripping it out?

[Magic trees may exist at home but magic flowers do not...]

[It's a real flower alright! Although there's a pin right in the center of it, almost as if it's keeping it in place in. Y'know, her eye.

Get ready to learn about magic flowers.....]

The last time I tried that, I doomed the world to end five times over.

[She says it so flatly it almost sounds like it could be a joke.......]

[Yeah that's... kind of a weird ass flower, but fine. It's there and he's not so curious that he'd try to grab it or anything. Her explanation is also really weird, and while it's tempting to write it off:

1. This place and a lot of people in it are pretty fuckin weird
2. He knows of a tree that may or may not eat civilization

So. Maybe the benefit of a doubt is warranted here.]

So it's like some kind of shitty cursed flower. ...Sounds like a pain in the ass.

You got it in one. The day I'm free from this shit can't come soon enough.

[And since they're probably in the kitchen by now, she grabs a pot and starts filling it with water.]

[He'll also start filling his own pot because he probably wouldn't leave her to do all the work??? Probably...]

So what, there's a way of removing it that doesn't screw everyone over?

[The two most incredibly helpful people in the entire castle right here.]

Sort of. I just have to kill all my sisters first. [A TOTALLY RELATED ISSUE no matter how much it sounds like it isn't.]

[...

Well, it's a magic flower but those concepts do come off as tangential at best??]

What the hell did they ever do to you?

[??? why sororicide??]

They stole my power, and they're an even worse pain in the ass than the flower.

[Because they're literally the flower come to life as evil incarnate even if most of them don't realize that. Will she actually bother to explain the way things are connected and relevant though???

When pigs fly, maybe. Just maybe.]

[That makes sense... maybe? No, probably not but he also doesn't really care enough to ask further. And far be it from his business to tell her she should reconcile with her siblings because... well, there are some things that everyone finds unforgivable.

So he only hefts the bucket of water, ready to leave.]

It's kinda something when you say they're worse than something that's going to screw over the world.

[Likewise she grabs her own bucket and starts heading back.]

Tell me about it. Just talking to them makes me feel like the world's already ended. [At least he's taking her wanting to kill her sisters better than Tiki.]

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