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Koharu Izaki ([personal profile] willbeurprincess) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg2012-10-21 09:53 pm
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[It's probably not that easy to see the changes in Koharu. She's still herself after all, just with the different memories. A touch more maternal instinct when she cares for the children and a more mature smile. Koharu Izaki had a somewhat difficult life as a child in Mayfield, but growing up, falling in love, a confession on the ferris wheel. She remembers it all fondly. Their wedding, the birth of their children, the neighbor, Feliks, teasing her about the rogue hair color of Madoka. A joke, they all know Koharu would never cheat. It's somewhere in her ancestory, she supposes, and doesn't spare it another thought.

Her knight in shining armor, she jokingly calls Toris all the time and her smile only fades when she remembers the passing phase as a teenager when her knight was a girl. Her father forbid them to speak after she found and Sora eventually moved away. It was just a phase. She grew out of it. She repeated those things a lot as a teenager. Now, she couldn't imagine being happier.
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A. 1333 BENNY ROAD - Sunday Night

[Koharu ducks into each room, bestowing a kiss on the forehead to her two 'children' and a reminder to do well in school the next day. If she seems more at ease and less like the teenager she still is, well, Mayfield works in mysterious ways.]

I made you lunch for the morning, with those cute little octupus dogs. Try to get to sleep soon.

[And of course, she retires to the bedroom, where the other bed she typically sleeps in is ignored and she gets ready for bed with very little of the typical modesty. He's her husband after all.]


B. OUT IN TOWN - Monday morning/afternoon

[Occasionally her brain seems to skip a step, picking up vinegar to make rice and then getting out of the store and forgetting how to make it.

It's most evident in the clothing shop, when she holds up a dress, looks at her own very modern Japanese clothing, and back at the dress.
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...Am I out of style or is this shop just carrying very old things? I can't possibly be out of step that much...


C. Cunningham Lane - Monday afternoon

[She's visiting her mother, Ukraine. A basket of cookies and a handknitted shawl are her gifts and there's nothing particularly unusual about her smile at the door either.]

Mother? Can I come in? Toris is at work right now and the children are at school and I just thought I could pop by to see you.


D. Benny Road - Monday afternoon

[She's heading back home, but first she stops off at her neighbor's and holds out the apple she had bought for just such an occasion. Now just to find Mr. Pony. Feliks really did have the oddest naming sense but that was just how her husband's best friend was. A little strange. Quite strange.

With a very scandalous sense of fashion. Luckily she'd learned to deal with his eccentricities.
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Mr Pony, I've a treat for you. Mr. Pony?
vytis: (promise me when you see a white rose)

[personal profile] vytis 2012-10-22 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lithuania watches her go and lays in bed for a moment before realizing now's his chance to get into pajamas so she'll stop taking off his clothes. It's in that scramble he remembers why he hadn't wanted his shirt off, as he catches a glimpse of old scars on his back. Still, they're quickly covered up by new clothes.

It's another reminder of his life before Mayfield, if only in the sheer number of them making any dull human acquisition of so many of them implausible. He stumbles back to bed, though, instead of trying to think too hard on it.]
vytis: (oh tell me why)

[personal profile] vytis 2012-10-22 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lithuania sits up, faintly embarrassed again at how she's doting on him, but reflecting that it probably wouldn't be that much different if he was really sick and she wasn't brainwashed by Mayfield. Probably less physical affection, though. He doesn't really mind her doting on him this way, which is embarrassing for different reasons.]

Thank you. I'm sure it'll be better in the morning. [he hopes it'll be better in the morning.] Don't worry too much about me.
vytis: (how old are you?)

[personal profile] vytis 2012-10-22 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lithuania feels himself flush again even as he kisses her back without thinking. He manages a bit of a smile, if only to try to make her worry a bit less.]

I guess I shouldn't talk about someone else worrying too much, hm?
vytis: (oh tell me why)

[personal profile] vytis 2012-10-22 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lithuania shifts over, already wanting to bury himself in blankets to try and block out the little bits of light that are even so hurting his eyes.]

I'll keep being hypocritical anyway.
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[personal profile] vytis 2012-10-22 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lithuania doesn't move her though he does flush even more--he's not sure if she'll remember this when she's back to normal but things would probably be less awkward if she didn't. The closeness is comforting, though, in spite of everything.]

A-alright.