06 ❀ {{EVERYONE GET IN THE CAR}}

[forgottenmagia]

I - [John Doe park]

[Byakuren Hijiri does not get mad often. In fact, it's actually pretty hard to make her mad, with the exception of managing to hurt her precious girls from the temple. Today, however, has managed that terrible feat. Because someone, incredibly, is pissed off. If you manage to encounter her at the park, you'll probably get an eyeful of lasers lighting up the sky and/or an incredibly charred and chipped tree, somewhere in the secluded back. Being at least wise about her "karma levels," she decides to avoid the phonelines for the day--as well as everyone else, if she could. Instead she's taking her frustrations out on the tree, which is oddly close to falling over...from large hunks taken off its side. She has been kicking and punching the bark off of the tree.

She never really knew her father well, not at all. She knew he died when she and her brother were just small children...but it was just that. What had been going on? What was this 'celebration of fathers' going on? For whatever reason, she'd found herself trying to go out of her way for her not!son's drone that morning. She tried to help him out of his destructive habits, but she'd normally never go that far. Something was up with her, and she knew it. But she really didn't need the town shoving it down her throat. Hooray dads. Hooray brothers.

Hooray brothers...]

Today I will...allow myself this. [She sniffles. It seems she's been crying a bit.] Once and never again. This has...gone on for far too long...

II - 335 Brady

[If anyone wants to find her after that? She's pretty much locked herself up in her bedroom's closet, completely silent. Eugh.]

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[echoing_sutras]

-Kyouko knew better than to try and get too close to Anesan when she was like this. Her soul still carried the weight of those tortures, enlightened as she was. All of them had baggage like that. But still, she worried. And she waited a distance off, just watching her.-

[forgottenmagia]

[She eventually stops. Eventually. But takes a while, and after that, there's pretty much nothing left of that tree, leaves and all. Oh, well, at least it'll just regenerate over night...

Though as out of it as she was, presence sensing was kind of an innate radar she couldn't turn off.]

Kyouko. You should have gone home.

[echoing_sutras]

-Meep! Caught...-

S-sorry! I'll go!

[forgottenmagia]

[She sighs very quietly.]

If you are already here, there's no need.

[echoing_sutras]

I was just... worried...

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[adropofjupiter]

[Someone is watching you from a tree, Byakuren. She's been watching you. And whereas she's not hiding her presence, she's not saying anything.

She kind of hates this day, too.]

[forgottenmagia]

[She's able to ignore it for a small while, but eventually her curiosity gets the better of her. Her fist just hangs limply in the air, stopped in the middle of another punch. She doesn't even bother to turn towards the other girl.]

Is me wasting my anger that interesting, Marisa-san? [Her voice ends up coming out more weary than snappish, though.]

[adropofjupiter]

Actually, it is.

[Since Byakuren is... you know. Byakuren. And stuff.]

[forgottenmagia]

For what reason? [Sigh.]

[adropofjupiter]

Because you're usually calm. Not... punching tree angry.

[forgottenmagia]

I am sure everyone gets...'punching tree angry' now and then. [...except it's usually not you, Byakuren.]

[adropofjupiter]

Yeah... Just not Buddhists. You are still one of those, right?

[forgottenmagia]

I still possess emotions like that of a human. I'm not a perfectly composed...god-like creature...and that does not affect my faith, either.

[She crosses her arms.]

Why are you here?

[adropofjupiter]

Avoiding people.

[forgottenmagia]

[Her expression softens somewhat.]

I'll assume because of this tasteless 'holiday'.

[adropofjupiter]

Something like that...

Mamaaa

[priceofmagic]

Byakuren-san?

[ Satou knocks on the door to the bedroom. She hasn't seen her 'mother' lately and is getting concerned. ]

Are you here?

[forgottenmagia]

[Her voice comes out somewhat muffled, and a notch quieter than usual.]

Yes. What is it?

[priceofmagic]

Are you okay? I haven't seen you today... are you sick?

[forgottenmagia]

I believe it depends on your definition of sick.

[priceofmagic]

I um-! Can I do something for you? Make soup? Tea?

[forgottenmagia]

Ah, no, that's quite alright. Please don't trouble yourself.

[priceofmagic]

B-but! I-It's okay! Troubling myself over Byakuren-san is really certainly okay! I don't mind!

[forgottenmagia]

It's best not to bother anyone else with these issues I must solve by myself. [Eughh. She doesn't sound too confident.]

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[closerthanheaven]

[Never one to be nice about things, nor leave people to their own devices, Vincent feels the need to comment on this interesting scene.]

What on earth did that tree do to you?

[forgottenmagia]

The tree itself did nothing! [...someone is a tad bit tense.]

[closerthanheaven]

[Tense people give the best reactions!]

Then why beat it senseless? Seems like a cruel thing to do to it.

[forgottenmagia]

Perhaps, but I highly doubt it is a normal piece of foliage, as it is supported by whatever foul magic this town operates on [A beat.] And it is better than beating a person senseless.

[closerthanheaven]

Is it? At least a person could fight back. Or do you just enjoy harming defenseless things?

[forgottenmagia]

[Normally, this would be the time where Byakuren would go and climb up on her soapbox.

But yeah girlie's not exactly in the mood.]

Quiet with your intentional twisting of my actions.

[closerthanheaven]

Twisting? I'm not twisting anything. Just... observing and inferring from what I'm seeing here.

[forgottenmagia]

"Observing" from a point of view that is intended to mock.

[closerthanheaven]

And now you're twisting my intentions. [Not really.]