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smash_logs2012-10-30 09:55 pm
stillawoman) wrote in smash_logs2012-10-30 09:55 pm
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[open log] girl deserving detention itt
Who: Furiae and anyone else (open)
What: Furiae/young woman wandering around everywhere, not going to class, loitering around the teacher dormitories and everywhere else around campus.
Where: Nearly anywhere.
When: 29th and 30th (Monday and Tuesday). Maybe even Wednesday??
Warnings: that cut is just a bunch of tl;dr that doesn't really matter okok (everything is very safe though!!)
The weather was colder, much more so than she remembered it to be. Of course back then, the cherry blossoms had been in full bloom and the sun was much brighter and dirt less damp-looking. Now, leaves fell in colours of orange and brown as the trees became more and more bear as the clouds that occupied the sky up above warned to later drizzle with some rain. Like autumn, not like summer.
Where had she gone? Furiae couldn't answer that question, nor could she expect anyone else to. It was like a blank moment in time, being unaware of the passing of days until the change all around brought one to realise how long it had been since they had taken notice of anything else other than their own life. Or... no... if only it had been like that. But this, what was this? When Furiae had come back to her sense (it was the only way she could describe it), she was walking down a corridor within the school. Which one? She didn't know, still unused to the many buildings despite the few weeks had been there; it was still a big place and much of it she hadn't explored. But it was like she had been walking for a while and heading somewhere until she stopped by her own will, finally in charge again of her own body.
What happened after didn't result in much. Once out of the building and finding out some idea of where she was, Furiae headed first back to her room in the dormitories. It was the closest place, and she hoped that maybe she was just feeling lightheaded. Once she got there however, even that had changed. No one was inside, but the room was different, as if had been lived in here by someone else. None of the items she knew to be Arceus's, the one she roomed with, were present, but neither were her own. Not that she had many, but her side of the room looked more barren than it had before.
Uncertain of what to do in the room, she left and went to the next only possible place she could think to go: Caim's room. It was located in the teachers' quarters, and she knew the way to it by then due to the visits she had taken to see him. However, when she made her way to his floor to in through his door, all that she was met with was a sense of panic. Other than the markings on the wall of the drawing that had been there since the first time she had been in his room, Caim's room was without an occupant. The bed was tidily made, the couch sat against the wall still in its place. Had it always looked like this? Was her mind toying with her, making her worry more? Furiae couldn't stop the heavy beating of her heart.
She couldn't think of where to turn to next. Did she wait? It seemed like the only thing that she could do. She didn't know how else to contact her brother, and she wanted more to see him than Arceus at that moment. It could have been nothing at all, but it was hard to believe - and if it was nothing, she would rather have him smile at her and shake his head at her than not.
So she tried to do what she could. At times, the young brunette woman could be found on the second floor of the teachers' dormitories, outside TD-13, looking as if she was waiting for some to return there. Sometimes when first coming up onto the floor she would knock on the door, say a word and wait for an answer that wouldn't come from inside. Other sometimes, a person within the teacher dormitories might hear a voice. "Excuse me..."
Elsewhere, the young woman might be seen throughout the academy, near the fountain or the courtyard, looking lost in her own thoughts, but also keeping an eye on the area around her. She can never be found inside a class room, education being completely forgotten in her mind, and so even when students were meant to be inside, this woman was not.
Maybe she's just a really bad skiver.
What: Furiae/young woman wandering around everywhere, not going to class, loitering around the teacher dormitories and everywhere else around campus.
Where: Nearly anywhere.
When: 29th and 30th (Monday and Tuesday). Maybe even Wednesday??
Warnings: that cut is just a bunch of tl;dr that doesn't really matter okok (everything is very safe though!!)
The weather was colder, much more so than she remembered it to be. Of course back then, the cherry blossoms had been in full bloom and the sun was much brighter and dirt less damp-looking. Now, leaves fell in colours of orange and brown as the trees became more and more bear as the clouds that occupied the sky up above warned to later drizzle with some rain. Like autumn, not like summer.
Where had she gone? Furiae couldn't answer that question, nor could she expect anyone else to. It was like a blank moment in time, being unaware of the passing of days until the change all around brought one to realise how long it had been since they had taken notice of anything else other than their own life. Or... no... if only it had been like that. But this, what was this? When Furiae had come back to her sense (it was the only way she could describe it), she was walking down a corridor within the school. Which one? She didn't know, still unused to the many buildings despite the few weeks had been there; it was still a big place and much of it she hadn't explored. But it was like she had been walking for a while and heading somewhere until she stopped by her own will, finally in charge again of her own body.
What happened after didn't result in much. Once out of the building and finding out some idea of where she was, Furiae headed first back to her room in the dormitories. It was the closest place, and she hoped that maybe she was just feeling lightheaded. Once she got there however, even that had changed. No one was inside, but the room was different, as if had been lived in here by someone else. None of the items she knew to be Arceus's, the one she roomed with, were present, but neither were her own. Not that she had many, but her side of the room looked more barren than it had before.
Uncertain of what to do in the room, she left and went to the next only possible place she could think to go: Caim's room. It was located in the teachers' quarters, and she knew the way to it by then due to the visits she had taken to see him. However, when she made her way to his floor to in through his door, all that she was met with was a sense of panic. Other than the markings on the wall of the drawing that had been there since the first time she had been in his room, Caim's room was without an occupant. The bed was tidily made, the couch sat against the wall still in its place. Had it always looked like this? Was her mind toying with her, making her worry more? Furiae couldn't stop the heavy beating of her heart.
She couldn't think of where to turn to next. Did she wait? It seemed like the only thing that she could do. She didn't know how else to contact her brother, and she wanted more to see him than Arceus at that moment. It could have been nothing at all, but it was hard to believe - and if it was nothing, she would rather have him smile at her and shake his head at her than not.
So she tried to do what she could. At times, the young brunette woman could be found on the second floor of the teachers' dormitories, outside TD-13, looking as if she was waiting for some to return there. Sometimes when first coming up onto the floor she would knock on the door, say a word and wait for an answer that wouldn't come from inside. Other sometimes, a person within the teacher dormitories might hear a voice. "Excuse me..."
Elsewhere, the young woman might be seen throughout the academy, near the fountain or the courtyard, looking lost in her own thoughts, but also keeping an eye on the area around her. She can never be found inside a class room, education being completely forgotten in her mind, and so even when students were meant to be inside, this woman was not.
Maybe she's just a really bad skiver.
Oct 30
"Are you looking for someone?" Perhaps he should have said hello first, but at least he smiled when he spoke.
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"Yes..." Turning her body to face him properly, her hands clasped together in front of her as she nodded. "My brother, Caim... this is his room, but he hasn't returned to it in two days."
There was some concern at the end of her words, but Furiae spoke as calm and polite as she usually would, not wishing to make too much of a show of her feelings. Such was how she spoke when she asked- "Do you know him?"
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"Your... brother? Caim is your brother?" Phoenix's voice lost its initial edge of politeness and gained an extreme hesitance. Of course, this woman being his sister meant nothing about her own behavior - she could be perfectly innocent.
"He... left, I believe. No one has heard from him for a while now. A few weeks." He didn't want to bring up his string of murders, though. Upon looking at this woman's pretty face, so desperately waiting for her brother, he hated to shatter her image of him. Even if Caim was a terrible man.
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His reaction made her feel uneasy, but she tried to ignore it - for his next words then were of her biggest concern then. "Caim has gone?" Furiae couldn't hide her own disappointment, her surprise, to this outcome. Maybe she already expected him to have gone, but for him to have been gone for weeks, for it to be a reality- where had she been all this time? Where could he have gone?
"You do not know where he has gone? He left no word?" Despite the man's reaction before, if there was anything he knew that could help her -- Furiae couldn't stop herself from asking, even if it seemed like that the man really didn't know.
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"He... No. He left no word." He shook his head. "I'm sorry; I don't think anyone has seen him for a while."
He wasn't in the school's makeshift prison, he hadn't shown up to his classes for weeks, and his room was unoccupied. Of course he had left. Phoenix had kept a close eye on him too, knowing he was dangerous, in case he should ever do anything to anyone again.
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"I... I see." The conversation raised the question of just had much time had gone that she didn't remember, but Furiae found it hard to concentrate on that. Instead, she felt her lack of control and power. When she had come to this world, it had been Caim that supported her since the second they met - but now he wasn't here. No one she knew was here; what was it she was supposed to do...?
But these weren't thoughts to be dwelled on right now. She raised her head, looking once more at the man's face before returning it to a more natural position for herself, her sight moving to look nowhere in particular beside them. "Thank you then, for your help."
A nail dug into the side of a finger. Furiae didn't move from her position, not yet decided if she wanted to leave or to look inside Cam's room once more.
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But she wasn't moving, almost like she had nowhere to go, that she wasn't convinced.
Phoenix sighed then, feeling that maybe he should make it up to her. However, his mind told him that perhaps where she and Caim came from, murdering innocents was common. Perhaps she could do the same thing.... But no, he couldn't believe that. There was absolutely no evidence of her being bad.
"Do you... Do you need a place to stay?" He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling the tensity of the situation.
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"No, I am fine... Caim helped me with a room soon after I came to this place." The question though did make her feel a kind of shame. Was that room still hers? No one had come to claim it as theirs in the couple of days she had been back, but was it right for her to be staying there? But she wasn't going to question it to this person - what if she ended up losing even that? Where would she go? Right now, somewhere to be gave her some comfort.
Not wishing for the subject to questioned further, Furiae spoke up after turning her body halfway between the door and the man. "If it would be fine, I would like to go inside. There is something I would like to find, if he left it."
No permission had been asked for the other times she had entered, but with this person present, it felt appropriate.
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As for entering the room, Phoenix couldn't deny or approve her request. He didn't own the room, didn't own the building, so he had no authority. "It's not up to me whether you can enter, but if you'd like, I won't stop you." After all, he had been denied investigating crucial areas one too many times, so he felt a pang of sympathy for her.
He was fairly sure that all of the unoccupied rooms had been cleared out, but it was possible that the staff had missed something.
"What are you trying to find?"
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It wasn't that Furiae had been against speaking to another person. With Caim's absence on this second day, she had thought of speaking to someone eventually, someone in this building. But the reaction she had seen to her brother's name hadn't been forgotten in her mind. With no solid explanation behind it, there wasn't much reason that this man's feelings, whatever they were, would affect her, but inside herself was some wariness.
Perhaps that was why she instantly didn't know how to answer his question. Or, maybe, it was because what she wished to look for was something she hoped her brother to have. She hadn't seen it in the room the other times she had been inside, but there was an urge that had come to her to search for it. Just in case... or maybe it was because she wished for her own.
"...It... is a bracelet," Furiae finally admitted. "It is important to me."
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"Well, I hope you find it then," he finally said whilst giving a nod.
"Ah, I haven't introduced myself! My name is Phoenix Wright. I teach political science here, if you ever need to find me!" Now is when he normally would have flashed his attorney's badge, but he no longer had it on him. Well, he had gotten used to it by now it seemed, but he still felt almost naked without it.
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In honesty, the man's hair caused a great disturbance in Furiae....Another nod was given by Furiae at the introduction, then also returned in one of her own. "I am Furiae."Saying those words, she felt reminded again about the man's - Phoenix Wright's - reaction to her brother's name. Maybe not because of her words, but his - with this introduction, a parting between the two would make sense. And yet, a part of her did want to ask him a question: What do you know of my brother?
It was there, a curiosity on her lips - but she wouldn't ask it. Whether it was because she didn't want to see the change in Phoenix again or because she had become so used to keeping questions to herself, well...
"Thank you again... you have been most helpful." The seconds between her words were short. She gave him a brief, small smile that did not keep on her face, but her expression without it wasn't unpleasant.