speaking words of wisdom

[tears_of_gems]

Who: Yukina and YOU!
When: Late Monday and on- just post in subject what day it is
Where: The train
Summary: Where Yukina reacts to Kurama being gone, people comfort her, and memories are swapped
Rating: PG
Warnings: Sad, sad times, and a crying demon.

Comments

oh ;; early tuesday morning i guess

[the_daybreak]

[The whole train smells like sorrow.

He steps up into the car, blinking around quietly, wondering what exactly it is. Someone female, and sad -- inhuman, too, and he begins to wonder. He hasn't seen Yukina in a little while.

His bare feet don't make any noise on the floor, having left his normal outfit back with Sora in the Mysterious East. He's wearing instead a light, navy yukata, arms at his sides and a quiet, pensive look on his face.

And then he reaches where Yukina is huddled, but he doesn't say anything. Just sits down beside her, blinking. What is it she's crying over?]

Hey.

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[tears_of_gems]

[Riku's presence came to as a surprise to Yukina. She didn't realize that people could find her here, even though it was a public place. But she was alone almost last week, so she thought the same would occur here, apparently she was wrong.]

Hah-hello. [She hiccuped as she spoke.]

:33

[the_daybreak]

[Of course they could -- honestly, it's a little conspicuous when you're the only person in the car.]

... What's the matter?

[tears_of_gems]

[Yeah, but she didn't mind, and she spent a lot of her time with others, healing them.]

My friend might... he might be gone.

[the_daybreak]

[He slumps in his seat, quiet as he mulls this over.

Then, quietly:]

I'm sorry. Someone from your world?

[tears_of_gems]

[She nods.]

Someone who took very good care of me and trusted comletely.

[the_daybreak]

... The week isn't over yet. We'll... for now, we'll keep an eye out. Just in case, you know?

[And without thinking, he pats her arm -- but even the slightest touch is enough to initiate this week's experiment.]

[tears_of_gems]

[Yukina didn't think about the touch until the memory came through.

Your sitting in a room, alone. It's a Japanese style house and the windows were covered in these charms and ice. In fact, everything was covered in ice, but it didn't bother you, since you're the one who covered everything in ice.

Someone enters the room, a man who doesn't look nice at all. He walks up to you and anger starts to overwhelm you, followed closely by fear. One of his goons grabs you and forces you to stand,and you say nothing.

"Ain't gonna cry for me, are ya? Well, we'll see 'bout that!"

The goon forces the sleeve of your kimono down to expose your arm completely. The other man, who seems to be in charge presses something against your skin. It's painful, so painful. Your skin feels like it's on fire, and you're screaming in pain, but he isn't stopping. He'll only stop for one thing and you finally give it to him. Tears fall to the ground, turning into crystals.

"Knew it'd work! Come on, this is enough, for now."The goon throws you to

[the_daybreak]

[He jerks back -- honestly, he'd forgotten. And he looks down at his wrist -- he wore Yukina's skin for a week, he feels like he'd understand best out of anyone the pain she felt then. He sighs gently, ruffling his hair.]

... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that.

[tears_of_gems]

[Yukina was taken aback by the memory. It wasn't that she was ashamed of it, but because Riku saw it.]

It's alright. I am sorry you saw that.

[the_daybreak]

It's... I'm just sorry you had to go through that, that's all.

Here.

[He opens his palm, laying it flat on his knee.]

Touch it.

[tears_of_gems]

It is what happens to my kind when they are are captured.

[She stared at his hand.]

I... I couldn't do that.

[the_daybreak]

... Why are they captured? Your tears?

Yukina, it's only fair. And I don't mind if you see.

[tears_of_gems]

Yes. They are worth a lot of money back home.

[She really didn't want to, but it seemed like Riku wanted her to, so she gently placed her hand on his.]

[the_daybreak]

... Because they crystallize. But you produced several -- they didn't seem very rare, in that sense.

[He shuts his eyes, allowing the memory to be transferred.

You slip into her chamber, unnoticed. Maleficent is at the vanity, but she is not focused on her reflection in the cracked mirror - instead, her focus is on her exposed back. The headdress is on the table before her, and black hair that would usually be hidden by it cascades down her back in a dark sheet

[tears_of_gems]

[Yukina pulls away in confusion. She really doesn't know how to take this memory at all.]

What was that? That memory, that person?