23rd ☆

[adropofjupiter]

[Action - 1125 Taylor (housemates)]

[Marisa is sitting on the couch with a project before her. Spread out on the coffee table are a couple small spools of purple thread, a pincushion with some sewing needles, scissors, bits of purple cloth of various types and durability, and the pieces of a certain purple beret-hat-thing that suffered fatal laser damage during the weird time when Marisa thought she was a vampire hunter.]

Ouch! Damnit...

[The witch hissed as she managed to stick her finger AGAIN with a sewing needle as she attempted to repair the hat. Into her mouth the finger went, a few others already had small bandages wrapped about them. This wasn't working very well; Marisa sucked at sewing. Just ask the stuffed bear-thing Marisa gave Rin.]

Oi! Mion! You home?!


[Phone]

Zombies. Again.

...someone needs to get more original. My suggestion for those of you that have never dealt with zombies before? Don't get bitten. Simple as that.

Anyways, Django? If you're not still pissed at me, which I totally understand if you are, I kinda have your gun. Figure you might wanna go shoot some zombies in the head with it or something. [Preferably not her, but she won't blame him if he does.]


[Action - 1664 Nelson]

[Yes, there are zombies around. Yes, some of them are now smoking piles of lasered flesh. But Marisa knocks on a certain door, a hand holding something hidden behind her back, and waits. She hopes her attire - still the vampire hunting clothes with the cape - won't cause a bad reaction, but she wasn't going to wear any of the drone clothes. Not for this.

Looking down, Marisa scuffed the toe of her boots on the stoop. She... she didn't like having to apologize for things.]

Comments

[ex_seventh238]

[...]

A lot of people did things they otherwise would never do but couldn't help it last week. We should already all be at a common understanding. [that said...] Do you need help with anything? [she has no intention of pushing it, but she'll ask anyway at least once.]

[adropofjupiter]

...I wonder if 'sorry' will be enough. That's all.

[ex_seventh238]

...With Sion Eltnam Atlasia, correct? I have no doubt that if she had a choice, she would never willingly become the next TATARI. She's a logical and calculating person, she understands.

[adropofjupiter]

...she's not the only one.

[ex_seventh238]

People here know our situation. It's been a trial to everyone, but dawdling won't help anyone. If you really want to do something to demonstrate your goodwill, I can bake or sew with you once this ends.

[trying to seek out forgiveness is tricky, but... well, that much is what ciel can offer to hopefully help.]

[adropofjupiter]

It's just... I killed someone I know. I haven't done that before. [Mokou doesn't count - she comes back.]

[ex_seventh238]

...This is Mayfield.

[She's not using the town to excuse or justify anything. Quietly said, this is more just...a reminder. That things get hard here sometimes, and people don't necessarily have a choice when these times come.]

[adropofjupiter]

Yeah... I know.

[ex_seventh238]

[...]

Have you spoken to them again, since?

[adropofjupiter]

Let him know I was open to talking. I'm heading over to Sion's later. Once I fix her hat.

[ex_seventh238]

You've done what you could. A lot of people became irrationally violent believing that their lives have somehow turned out differently, or for the worst. There's much to clean up, so please at least give yourself time - others need it too, more likely than not.

[...]

Aha. [She's picturing Marisa sewing...] Do you need help?

[adropofjupiter]

Mion's helping me.

[ex_seventh238]

How's it coming along? Did you have to resew the Atlas insignia, too?

[that might be more tricky if you don't know what it looks like, alright]

[adropofjupiter]

...that bit is mostly intact.

[ex_seventh238]

It's the most intricate part. It sounds like you have the rest handled then, though if you'd like to make anything more later, I may be able to give you a few ideas? [Haha... this reminds her a while back when Sakura baked cookies and gave them away as apology for having acted out of control due to Mayfield. It's... nostalgic...]

[adropofjupiter]

Nah. I'll just stick to what feels right. Overly apologizing isn't my thing.

[ex_seventh238]

Now that sounds more like you. I was starting to wonder if I didn't need to nag more to hear something familiar, just then. [what do you mean ciel actually has something akin to a sense of humor, that's not news, nope!!!]

[adropofjupiter]

Ugh. Get a life, Ciel.

Other than Supernun the Nag-nificent. [Click]

[ex_seventh238]

[going to chuckle to herself a little before resuming work. ...Yeah, sounds like she'll be just fine back home.]