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Yamamoto Erika [山本えりか] ([personal profile] petals_scatter) wrote in [community profile] harmonize_rpg2014-01-01 02:15 am

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Who: Erika (open)
Where: Auditorium area, various.
When: Sunday, May 7th. Immediately after the assembly announcing Miyume's death.
What: Introducing Erika.


The school assembly announcing the sudden tragic death of Hazama Miyume ended. Most of the students leaving the auditorium held somber or troubled expressions but not Erika. While not exactly bursting with joy at the occasion, her soft smile seemed jarringly sunny in comparison to the others around her. It wasn't that she was unaffected by the death of a classmate. Of course, it was tragic news - a girl her own age, her own class even, dying so suddenly of a brain aneurysm like that. It was much like witnessing the death of a sick pet, she thought. Shocking and saddening but not entirely unexpected. Honestly, Erika had been more surprised by that it had been an aneurysm instead of suicide after how miserable Hazama had looked on Friday and her very messy, public breakdown on the school network over Golden Week.

Life went on, however, no matter how much it hurt to admit it. She'd given both Hazama and the German girl a wide berth, as did many in their class after the sick girl's little stunt during introductions. Dealing with Kiwanami-sensei on a daily basis was hard enough without giving the teacher concrete reasons to dislike her any more than she already did. Erika had survived school so far by playing it safe and doing her best to fit in, not an easy task for a hafu in Japan these days.

With a light grace to her stride, Erika filed out with the others, wondering what she should do with the rest of her Sunday.
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Re: Sometime later, not far from the school

[personal profile] truthdealer 2014-01-09 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yuri nodded along, as though in great contemplation. She then pulled out a set of keys from a chain on her bag, from which an assortment of seemingly random tools and nick nacks dangled. She rustled through them until she pulled out a small pen light.

"It's not a laser pointer but this should work, right?"

She didn't wait for confirmation before nodding to herself again. She took a few steps down where the cat had gone before turning back to the other girl and saying, "Come on! He's probably not far gone yet."
Edited 2014-01-09 09:50 (UTC)