Rachel ♥ 001

[xwargoddess]

Who: Rachel and anyone!
Where: Espoir
Style: Your choice.
Status: Open like a door. That isn't closed.

Comments

fff, Animorphs? How could I have missed this?

[despairteacher]

Hello. My name is Itoshiki Nozomu. Given name is Nozomu, and family name is Itoshiki. I can give out my family name because we Japanese have no sense of privacy. We barely lock our houses, we leave our shoes outside in the open, and we have more accidental bathroom meetings than any other country. It is a serious issue but I cannot easily go against my nature.

Even now, my curiosity was overpowering my desire to respect someone's privacy. I knew I should mind my own business and avoid getting involved with a girl that was throwing questions at nothing, yet my feet moved on their own. Who could blame me? Apparently, she was arguing about slugs and wanted to die.

"It would be convenient if anyone could get answers just like that." She was facing another direction, so I had to call her attention. I would say that this ended my normal day, but nothing is ever normal here.

I think I love you. Oh my god.

[xwargoddess]

My name is Rachel.

I could probably tell you my last name now, not that it would make a difference. I could tell you my parents' names, and my cousins', and my friends'. I could tell you my locker combination at school. I could tell you how much money is hidden in my jewelry box. I could tell you my address, where I parked my bike, where I go to school and my favorite stores at the mall and you know what? I could tell you my Social Security Number, the PIN to my bank account, my date of birth, and my date of death.

It wouldn't matter.

Just more words for my tombstone.

My tombstone that I was somehow not under, and some idiot old man was talking to me. I turned around and glared at him.

"Well, if you have a better idea, I'm waiting."

I thought Animorphs RPers were a myth. But you're real!

[despairteacher]

"In this age, you have to work hard for everything. Even information!" Even basic needs like clean water and a tree to hang from need more effort to obtain now.

"But I guess that matters little in a dream world." Oops, I muttered too loudly. That was too early. These things needed to be eased into before being revealed. I tried to keep a straight face and went on.

"What would you like to know first?"

Dude, trans_9 has Loren, Elfangor, Tom and Aftran.

[xwargoddess]

"I've had enough of that," I said angrily. "If you're going to be cryptic, you can get lost. I've had enough of that crap for two lifetimes."

Two very short, sixteen year lifetimes, I thought. He kept talking, and I tried to look for an escape route, until--

"Dream world?" I blurted. "What does that even mean?"

hopefully a late tag is okay?

[resonancy]

... There was a pause, then a stare.

Maka had only caught the tail-end of all the yelling she was suddenly hearing out of the other girl, but it was enough to make her stop in her tracks. If she were in any hurry, the meister might have decided to simply shake her head at the scene and continue on; though today, she was passing through the village at her own leisure, so curiosity had the chance to get ahold of her.

At a closer glance Maka could recognize that familiar aura of confusion-- she had it once herself, and after being in this strange world for as long as she had, it eventually became easy to spot it from others, too, especially when it happened so often. 'Where am I?' 'What's going on?' It was so... typical to hear and see, but despite how common it was, it never stopped being a crummy feeling having to see it happen.

So she approached the other girl a little closer, with hands intertwined behind her back and the expression on her face leaning on concern. "Do you need any help?"

Hopefully a paint-dryingly slow tag is okay, too? ;_;

[xwargoddess]

Such a simple question.

Help would be great, she thought, help would be absolutely wonderful. Help is a bit late now. No help to spare, Jake had needed Ax, needed Marco, and Cassie and Tobias couldn't have done it. Couldn't have looked into the eyes of someone they knew Jake loved and killed him to get at the slug in his brain.

Had Rachel not seen that a young-looking blond in pigtails was asking the question, she might have worded her response very differently. Rachel did not consider herself a nice or patient person--knew herself to be an aggressive and recklessly impatient person, in fact--but even she stopped short at yelling bloody murder at blonds in pigtails.

"None whatsoever," she bit off, quick and emotionless. More Grumpy Bear than Mr. Rogers, but miracles aren't exactly something you should count on.

it's all good!

[resonancy]

The response she received, in turn, was also simple, but the feeling behind it (or lack thereof) said a lot more. It gave Maka the impression she had intruded on something she shouldn't have witnessed, and for a brief moment she glanced away awkwardly, unsure of what her reply should be.

Most others were more than welcoming to the aid and information when they were clueless as to what was going on, although Maka supposed there had to be an exception somewhere at some point. Bad timing, perhaps.

"Sorry," she apologized after a beat, turning her eyes back to the other girl. "I thought you might..." Maka trailed off; maybe she shouldn't finish that statement. "Anyway, if you're all right, I'll leave you be."

<3

[xwargoddess]

Well, crap.

Rachel really didn't want to deal with it--or anyone--but she didn't like being a total witch. This person really didn't deserve the attitude; she could be honest about that.

But what was there to say, really? She grimaced at the landscape in general.