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Kasubata Shizuru [霞流閑瑠] ([personal profile] waterholdmedown) wrote in [community profile] harmonize_rpg2014-01-09 08:49 pm

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Who: Shizuru, Mirai.
What: Forgetting.
Where: A club.
When: Night of Sunday 5/7.


The table was well-stocked with drinks tonight. Shizuru, it seemed, had no problem with picking up the tab.

The beat was strong in her ears, but unlike last time, there was no part of her that was moving to it. Her usual carelessness seemed to have shifted to... something peculiar. Sluggishness married to a strange sort of restlessness, laxness in tension with tension. Every so often, she'd start fiddling with something -- her hair, her hat, her drink.

But at the moment, her arms were splayed across the back of the couch, long spindly legs -- mostly bare -- crossed lazily, head tilted back to stare off into the middle distance.

[personal profile] burningbow 2014-01-10 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
The music wasn't catching. Mirai stopped listening and put on his tight-lipped smile. Then he looked at Shizuru very carefully, his length draped almost dragon-like along the opposite couch. And seeing as she was paying for drinks, he was already halfway through his second.

"Hey. Do you think I'm a bad guy?" he asked suddenly, the smile dropping from his face. "People are good judges of character, right?"

[personal profile] burningbow 2014-01-10 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Mirai inspected Shizuru as she threw back her hair, with a number of fingers carding through his own as he attempted to starve off boredom. But, alas, when he mirrored her and drank he was thought morbidly of Miyume. How long before he even began to lose sense of reality and see her sitting there?

"No," he said quietly. "I suppose not." He knew that if he were alone he might have been crying. "I'm just interested to know what you think, you know?" Her opinion about him couldn't be as worse as some of his family's.

[personal profile] burningbow 2014-01-11 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Mirai stared back at her. He struggled imagining how, in the level of their current relationship, he could tell her anything. He drank grimly with reserved emotion and alternatively focused on the music. It was straining his ears and he leaned some.

"Well, many don't think like that," he pointedly answered. "Everybody gives it in the neck whenever you step outside, you know? Some lying little Hirihitos in suits. Society," he added hastily, "doesn't give much credence to thought."

[personal profile] burningbow 2014-01-13 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"You're gonna have to, though," Mirai said openly. "You're in this school for a reason, in spite of what you want. You certainly ought to have no idea you're getting out of here." This amused him, and he smiled.

He began to feel like an oracle. "I can't see Yachiyo letting you get away with that."

[personal profile] burningbow 2014-01-13 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Mirai mirrored Shizuru's smile as she showed it. Then he threw his legs over the side of the couch in the same manner, and stooped to get his drink from the table. He removed the straw and drunk straight from the glass. He stood quietly afterwards, and slid his free hand into his pocket.

Truly she knew what to do to cheer him up, he thought. He had been thinking about Miyume a lot lately, but there was also the need to enjoy himself. Finally some company he could enjoy, he thought.

"... Yeah. What have you got in mind, huh?"