rubycity_ooc | March Test Drive

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

1. Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.

2. Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?

3. The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!

4. The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.

5. The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.

6. The Coffee Joint: A lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.

7. Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

1. Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.

2. Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.

3. Bad weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?

4. Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Stranger enough was the fact that she hadn't fully caught onto the fact that she had said what she had said. When he made that duck, she knew exactly what he was doing. It was something he's done time and time again. He hid his tears, even if it wasn't exactly well, but she knew she had to be strong for the both of them, even if she herself wanted to cry as much as he did.

Sigh.

She was ready to get out of the rain, but when he motioned to the table, Peko was ready to help him get it to the apartment. She was totally ready. Hell she'd frickin' carry it herself if he needed her to... but when he said to forget about it, she simply crooked an eyebrow.]

A...alright.

[Words were hard, acting primarily 'normal' was even more difficult. She prided herself with her silent ways, input needed when necessary. She was... still slightly regarding herself as nothing more than a tool, but... for now she was focusing on the now. There was no danger at the moment, she could let herself 'relax'. Whenever they got to the apartment, that is. Her hand was not moving at all from where it was, holding with a firm grip as she followed right up next to him, with a bit of leeway as they were making their way into the complex and climbing up the stairs. She was wary of him for his sake, even if it was apparent that he was getting used to the skewed depth perception the girl still wanted to make sure he was going to not you know... fall. Or do something dumb. ]

I wouldn't be the one to be worrying about watching one's step.

[She fusses because she cares, of course. She almost let go of his hand to help him get his keys out, but before she was able to she caught what he asked.

Oh... oh... Kuzu.]

I... could make them fit, since it is only temporary. I-- I mean it is only the two of us, and perhaps I could also bundle myself up in a blanket if needed?

[Fidget. Fidget. She is totally not objecting to getting out of her soaked clothes, but dang Kuzu.

This is going to be interesting.]

Tea does sound nice right now, I'm starting to feel the chill from the rain.

[He stares at her for a second, still pink in the face, unaware of how he's starting to shiver a bit. Every time he looks at her, it's a shock to remember she's here, she's alive, she wasn't horribly executed and gone like he remembers, she isn't trapped in a coma like he's been told. Then he startles himself a little by clearing his own throat and faces front again, unlocking the door.]

Right. Yeah, okay. Clothes first, and then tea. And--and then I'll tell you everything that happened after the trial.

[He leads her inside to a modest, middle-sized apartment. It's a little sparse yet, as he lives alone and hasn't spent much time decorating, and the furniture's mismatched as he trades out Western pieces for more familiar Japanese ones. But he's been taking care of himself, and the place is reasonably tidy, barring the little pile of snacks on the counter.

Fuyuhiko closes the door behind them and draws her towards another door.]

My room's back here.

[It's like the rest of the apartment--little lived-in, but gradually becoming more and more his. He does let her go now to rifle through his closet. He grabs the first shirt and pants he finds for himself and then looks for something that might fit her.]

I dunno if...will these pajamas work? They're elastic, and there's buttons on the top, so.

[He holds them out to her sheepishly. They're a dark charcoal grey and at least a little bigger than the rest of his clothes.]

There's also--here. It's a robe you can throw on over 'em. [He takes the hanger down from the bar to give her, too.] You can change in here, and I'll take the bathroom and then heat up the water. Okay?

[He watches her for any sign that she isn't okay, that she needs him to stay, that they can't be separated again, not yet.]

[She notes the rhythmic drip of water as she's stared at for the moment. It's scary, he's here. She's here. There's... peace. It's peaceful. She nods briefly at the plan, she's perfectly alright with it, there's no doubt about that. Anything that he'd wish to do, she'd follow... and not even as his tool. sorta. ~~she's learning.~~

As she's lead in, her vision greets with the apartment. It... seems homey, lived in. She was proud of him, even if it was something small like this. It was odd, but she was glad to have a place that was his that she could live in. Her hand still firm to his, she follows him to his room, still taking it all in.]

Mmm...

[Oh. RIGHT. right. Clothes. She was still soaked to the bone and freezing. Taking the pajamas, she held them up to inspect them. Hrm... Perhaps they would work. At least for now.]

They're perfect...

[She hadn't even tried them on yet, but, eh. They'd work. She knew they would. Oh. She also takes the robe, then looks at him with a bit of a twinkle in her eye. He's going to leave to the bathroom, even if it was a short amount of time that they'd be apart... part of her didn't want to be apart.

But she also didn't wish to make him uncomfortable.]

Don't worry about me, Fuyuhiko. I'll be fine for the moment.

March Test Drive

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