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mayfield_rpg2012-10-21 09:58 pm
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[action, 1485 Kramden, post-dated to Monday]
[Early in the morning, before school begins, Yuki can be found in the kitchen of 1485 Kramden, humming softly to herself as she prepares breakfast for her beloved family. Absurdly shy, she trusts herself only around her family, and though she is aware at this point in her life that she must be adopted, she has never even questioned them as anything other than her family. She quietly bustles around the kitchen, preparing a healthy and nutritious breakfast consisting of eggs, toast, and fresh fruit.
Yuki adjusts her glasses as they begin to slip down her nose. She has, of course, always needed them to correct her vision.]
[action, school]
[At school, Yuki keeps to herself, much like she always has. She quietly listens during classes and sneaks a peek at the pages of her books when she thinks the teacher isn't paying attention - still, when called upon, her answers are almost always correct, if a bit inaudible. Or, at least, quite close. Between classes, she hugs her notebooks to her chest and keeps her eyes fixated on the floor. After classes, she waits until all the other students have filed out before following after meekly.
The sole exception to this behavior comes during lunchtime, when she allows her mind to wander. On her napkins, as she reads what clearly appears to be a romance from the cover, her hand subconsciously doodles...
'Yuki + Kyon'....
If she ever happens to spot the boy in question during the day, she will start violently and flee in the opposite direction.]
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[A voice speaks out over the phone lines, soft, tentative, and confused.]
I... I-I'm so sorry to disturb you all, but... I... I have a question - for... for film enthusiasts. I haven't been keeping track of the pictures they've been showing lately - t-they're all wonderful, I'm sure, it's just that, I... I prefer reading, but, um, if it's not too much trouble... May I ask if... if there's been a science fiction film lately? ...I've been having... very strange ideas, you see, and I... oh, I can't remember attending, but I'm sure I must have seen them at the pictures.
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disappearance.))
[Early in the morning, before school begins, Yuki can be found in the kitchen of 1485 Kramden, humming softly to herself as she prepares breakfast for her beloved family. Absurdly shy, she trusts herself only around her family, and though she is aware at this point in her life that she must be adopted, she has never even questioned them as anything other than her family. She quietly bustles around the kitchen, preparing a healthy and nutritious breakfast consisting of eggs, toast, and fresh fruit.
Yuki adjusts her glasses as they begin to slip down her nose. She has, of course, always needed them to correct her vision.]
[action, school]
[At school, Yuki keeps to herself, much like she always has. She quietly listens during classes and sneaks a peek at the pages of her books when she thinks the teacher isn't paying attention - still, when called upon, her answers are almost always correct, if a bit inaudible. Or, at least, quite close. Between classes, she hugs her notebooks to her chest and keeps her eyes fixated on the floor. After classes, she waits until all the other students have filed out before following after meekly.
The sole exception to this behavior comes during lunchtime, when she allows her mind to wander. On her napkins, as she reads what clearly appears to be a romance from the cover, her hand subconsciously doodles...
'Yuki + Kyon'....
If she ever happens to spot the boy in question during the day, she will start violently and flee in the opposite direction.]
[phone]
[A voice speaks out over the phone lines, soft, tentative, and confused.]
I... I-I'm so sorry to disturb you all, but... I... I have a question - for... for film enthusiasts. I haven't been keeping track of the pictures they've been showing lately - t-they're all wonderful, I'm sure, it's just that, I... I prefer reading, but, um, if it's not too much trouble... May I ask if... if there's been a science fiction film lately? ...I've been having... very strange ideas, you see, and I... oh, I can't remember attending, but I'm sure I must have seen them at the pictures.
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[She gives a slight start as Lily enters, nearly knocking a pan off the stove in her clumsy movements. This was nothing new, however, given that Yuki started at stray sunbeams.]
Oh, it's the least I can do - my classes aren't nearly as difficult as yours must be. Did you sleep well last night, Lily?
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[Seating herself at the table, Lily anticipates the meal happily. For some reason, she feels it natural to expect others to prepare food for her. She's never been particularly good at it.] Don't tell mother about this, but I stayed up quite late, actually. [she added with a conspiratorial smile] On the phone.
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Yuki smiles shyly as she slides the fried egg onto a plate and brings it over to the dining room table.]
I won't tell, I promise.
[A pause as she sets it before Lily.]
With -- ...With a boy?
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You remember the Potter boy, from school? Only he's finally asked me proper to go steady this-- [she frowns, that little detail vague in her head for a moment.] a week or so, I think. You know mother will fuss, so I'm waiting for the right time to tell her.
[After a few mouthful, she looks up at Yuki.] I know you won't tell, right?
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[action, school]
I KNEW IT.
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A-A-Ah...! Oh! I! -- I... Ah, it's not... n-not...
[She seems to be too flustered to speak.]
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[This seems to be as good a defense as any. Yuki's natural instinct would be to flee far, far away, but she is torn between her desires and the need to fix the mess she's just made.
In the end, she sways awkwardly back and forth in play, her eyes fixated on the milk slowly leaking out of her upended carton.]
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[phone]
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Can I ask... Have you... -- Have you ever heard of something called the... the Integrated Data Sentient Entity?
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'Humanoid... interface'?
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phone
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[The meaning seems to be that while she could handle talking to the faceless masses, having to speak and ask silly questions in front of an actual human being was beyond her.]
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Is there any particular reason?
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N-No. Nothing...
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School
Na--
[--wait... This doesn't make sense--]
Yuki...-san?
[Like 'miss', right? There's... nothing unusual about that, it's just another address!
(Ugh, maybe she should go get another coffee at the office soon.)]
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Ah... H-Hello... Mrs. Slick.
[She looks confused. Then again, Yuki always looks confused in a conversation. Right?]
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Her shoulders drop a bit, and she offers the stuttering girl a small but reassuring smile. Does it matter if Yuki's always acted like this? Anyone looking so downtrodden could definitely use a push to lighten up and try becoming more confident!]
Good morning! I hope I haven't startled you, aha. Are you okay?
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[Yuki looks far from it, but she knows the things that one is expected to say in casual conversation. Even if she avoids it as much as possible. She brushes a nonexistent lock of hair back behind her ear as she carefully stares at a floor tile.]
Is... Is there something I can do for you...?
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[Ciel'll just keep beaming cheerfully as she tightens the hold she has on the stack of papers she's carrying.]
I was about to ask you that, haha. You look [...] more down than... usual(?), to be honest. Are you sure that you're doing fine? School is important, but you shouldn't push your health for it either.
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