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reverienet2018-05-01 06:44 pm
wingstosee) wrote in reverienet2018-05-01 06:44 pm
un: aphrodite ;; text ;; 001 <- "first post"
so i'm not really sure how this works?
it doesn't look like anyone else has posted yet.
but uhhhh no time like the present, right?
so
my... bracelet? watch?
i guess it's kind of a smartwatch.
anyway it said something new just now.
"we made it work. attempt number six was successful. it worked, everyone!"
"wait, there's a problem, we're not where we..."
does this sound familiar to anyone?
there might have been more but i was in the cafeteria
or well. am, i guess
also, first post?
i think you're supposed to say that.
wow i have no idea where to end this.
i hope you're all having a good day?
even with the kidnapping and everything.
okay bye
wait jk jk
jupiter, if you see this
let me know, okay?
this is venus. though i guess that's pretty obvious.
i'm really worried :(
that was probably obvious too
okay bye for real this time?
maybe??
yeah.
it doesn't look like anyone else has posted yet.
but uhhhh no time like the present, right?
so
my... bracelet? watch?
i guess it's kind of a smartwatch.
anyway it said something new just now.
"we made it work. attempt number six was successful. it worked, everyone!"
"wait, there's a problem, we're not where we..."
does this sound familiar to anyone?
there might have been more but i was in the cafeteria
or well. am, i guess
also, first post?
i think you're supposed to say that.
wow i have no idea where to end this.
i hope you're all having a good day?
even with the kidnapping and everything.
okay bye
wait jk jk
jupiter, if you see this
let me know, okay?
this is venus. though i guess that's pretty obvious.
i'm really worried :(
that was probably obvious too
okay bye for real this time?
maybe??
yeah.
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i always think that when people say "charming," what they really mean is...
it's weird, but in a way they can't call someone weird for?
i don't really know if that makes any sense. hm.
either way, starting fresh sounds nice. :)
i'm venus. it's nice to meet you, akechi.
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But I'll make myself quite clear, then.
When I say charming, I mean that I find it makes you likable.
You're funny, Venus-san.
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aww. haha
you're sweet!
people don't really say that very often.
[ she really can't say much more than that. so she just... doesn't. ]
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Too many people are unkind to those that don't conform.
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my mom says it's because people are afraid of what they don't understand.
but people hurt even the ones they know best, don't they?
it's kind of a stupid thing to say.
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Even if a person understands completely, they dislike what doesn't conform to their own expectations.
The only way to succeed in the world is to be what society desires of you.
It's a terrible thing.
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i'm not so sure of that?
after all, that's only true if you need them to succeed, right?
people's expectations...
their rules and laws...
if they're hurting you, isn't it better to ignore them?
if people try to build walls around you, wouldn't it be easier to just tear all of it down?
isn't that kind of nice to think about?
i think it's nice. :)
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But so are a lot of fantasies, aren't they?
They're nice to think about because they're impossible.
Not everyone can survive alone without acceptance. Without love.
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it doesn't have to be.
and it absolutely, definitely doesn't have to be alone.
[ she looks at the communicator for a few moments, thinking over her words before she types again. ]
do you want to meet up somewhere?
you seem like a good person to know. :)
it'd be nice to be able to find you, you know?
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We're sure to be working together sooner or later, after all, and familiar faces will certainly help.
Did you have anywhere in mind?
-> action?
if you're free right now...
can you meet me outside the bar?
i've been trying to do something but it's kind of tough alone.
i can help with something back if you've got anything in mind!
action!!
[ his room is on the same floor as the bar, and he's already made an effort to memorise the layout of the station as best he can, so when he says shortly, he means it. he wasn't lying about it being good to have familiar faces around here; this is the best way to cement a reputation for himself, to be someone that isn't easily discarded. it's building that necessary safety net for his survival from the ground up again, fresh for the first time since he was fifteen.
he looks— maybe not well-rested, and there's a faded bloodstain on the stomach of his jumpsuit that looks like it might have come from a rather dire situation. but his body language is all very careful, deliberate, and his voice is soft when he calls out to her from the end of the corridor as he approaches: ]
Venus-san, isn't it?
action!!
she notices the boy at the end of the hallway. he seems nice! he seems pleasant. his voice is about what she expected, which is weird to say? but she feels... safe around him. if a little sad, given their earlier conversation.
she moves to wave.
she realizes just why waving was a bad idea, as two of the bottles of alcohol balanced in her arms violently shift. her focus snaps downwards; she brings one wing in around her contraband, trying desperately to keep it together without dropping anything. her vision of akechi is only blocked for a moment; eyes open on the other side of the wing, and just like that she can see him again.
she resumes her earlier wave, this time with a full-on wing. it's unmistakably a wing, but like this - covered with eyes, slowly squatting down to the ground - it looks bizarre.
the penultimate action. she manages to set down the bottles, and the wings slowly return to their initial positions. she breathes a sigh of relief. ]
Yeah! Yeah, that's me. [ she gives a second wave, this time with her hand. she doesn't exactly want to scare him off after- well, all of that. ] You're- Akechi, right? It's really nice to-
[ and finally, her many eyes finish processing just what they're seeing. her voice cuts off midway through calling out to him; she reaches up with both hands, covering her mouth in shock. ]
Oh my god. [ she doesn't waste any more time - the bottles are left on the floor, and she uses her hands to stabilize herself on the walls of the corridor while quickly making her way towards him. ] Oh my god?? You're hurt! You're- what happened?
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but it's hard to find her particularly terrifying when she moves. she's using her wings to try and juggle bottles of what he assumes are alcohol while she waves at him. regardless of what she is, she's definitely the same girl that was texting him. ]
Ah— [ he's clearly surprised by the force of her concern, and he moves to meet her in the middle of the corridor with one hand outstretched in case he has to steady her. ] It's alright, it's alright! There was an incident with the station, but rest assured, it's all been taken care of now.
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If you're sure... [ she clearly wants to ask more. but, well - if he's taken care of, he's taken care of. so after an awkward moment of silence, her eyes finally flick back up to his, and she smiles. ] It's- still really nice to meet you in person. Haha.
[ she jerks a thumb back at the liquor and smiles - more than a little sheepishly. ]
Can you, um... Can you help me get those to my room? I'm sort of worried people are going to hoard them. [ ... ] So I thought. I'd get a head start on that?
[ okay, it sounds way worse when you have to say it aloud. ]
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Certainly! [ there is still a little laughter in his voice, but it's not mean-spirited. ] Far be it from me to judge you for your foresight.
[ she really is a strange girl. like the Phantom Thieves, in a certain way, and then not at all like them by turns. he always had to try so damn hard to navigate around those idiots, and for some reason, Venus is so much easier with so much less effort. still, he should be careful with himself even here, without the media to use for building his image.
manners. he gives her a shallow bow. ]
And it's good to meet you in person, too.
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Haha. You can judge all you want. It's totally stealing, right? [ she puts a finger up to her lips, audibly shhing him before giggling and walking back towards the bottles. ] And stealing booze. To get underage drunk with my friends.
[ a pause. she actually stops walking for a second, gaze drifting to the ceiling before she resumes what she was doing. thank god having like a hundred goddamn eyes makes being distracted so much easier. ]
I think they're my friends? I don't really know if that word's appropriate anymore.
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It's only you and I. You can use whatever word you like. [ with polite curiosity more than real interest: ] More than friends or less than?
[ that's funny to hear, though, in a way that tastes bitter on the back of his tongue that he knows if he laughed at it wouldn't be that warm sound. this luminous girl with wings and dozens of staring eyes is more of an ordinary teenager than he's ever been — more able to act as a teenager would be expected to, since the idea is daunting to him now. every little detail of himself that he constructed was meant to be seen through the eyes of an adult. he hardly ever even speaks with people his own age, much less does he know how to fit their expectations.
she's squirrelling away bottles to drink with friends for no purpose other than fun; he's spent his waking moments so far hiding in his new quarters, thinking about the events leading up to his death and wishing he had just stayed dead. reconstructing the mask he has to wear, when he resigns himself to being alive. ]
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[ that question throws her for a loop. more than friends or less than? well, the answer should be obvious. they're definitely not less than friends. but instead, words start to tumble from her lips without much thought.
she notices his wound idly, but doesn't say anything. if he doesn't want to do anything about it, she can't do anything about it for now. ]
And I always thought that was a weird way to put it? Like, plenty of people treat the people they love way worse than their friends. It seems like that's almost the popular way to do it, you know? "The old ball and chain." It's kind of a crappy way to look at it.
[ but that doesn't really answer his question, does it? so she flashes him an apologetic smile, stopping long enough to face him before getting back to her walk. ]
Sorry. I guess... more than friends, though? Like, we share a bed and everything. [ and for a moment, she almost looks apologetic for the oversharing - right up until she makes it worse. ] Sometimes Neptune just. Drenches the whole bed? Because she's made of water and all. It's the worst.
[ she doesn't look too upset about it. ]