therewerefifty: (welp. that's all she wrote.)
Otono-Tachibana Makie ([personal profile] therewerefifty) wrote2013-07-21 09:10 pm

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[This morning she coughs, and there is blood on her palm.


She has no idea how long she sits, curled up in the blanket and leaning against her bed, staring at those damning traces. It's not a lot. It's all she needs. Makie knows the symptoms well enough, watching as her mother wasted away over the passage of time. Suspected from nearly the very beginning. Feared and denied. There's no denying it now.

She showers and dresses without a word, paying barely any attention beyond making sure to wash her hands thoroughly. Her mind is turned inwards. Seems that she's inherited more than her mother's profession, then. How fitting. Fuki took less than a year to succumb, but her living conditions were squalid. She has no idea if that's a good length of time or not. In a place with cleanliness and running hot water, maybe it will be much longer.

What does that mean, in a place like Luceti? They say the dead come back to life. Does she merely have to serve penance the once and come back healthy, or... does she look forward to dying time and again as the disease runs its course over and over? She should find out. She should... somehow... it's hard. How? She can't see herself asking on the journals about it. That would be telegraphing it to the town, and far too much attention. Unlike her home, she has a half hopeful, half afraid thought that the people she has met won't take the news well. She doesn't want to draw all that-- no, she should tell people. Saori. Rin. They deserve that much.

...she's in a house with too many people. She should leave. It's safer. Plenty of empty apartments. She can isolate herself and make sure she's no burden to anyone.

She doesn't want to. That's a surprise.

Life is good, here.

Then there are tears, and she packs her things. There aren't many.

Order of business. She's a coward, and leaves a letter on her bed, addressed to Saori:

I'm very sorry, but I feel I need to move away for a while. You've all been very good to me, and I thank you. It isn't because of anything any of you have done. I don't know how to filter on the journal. If you write to me later, I will explain.

- Makie

After that, she visits three places:

- the forge, to pick up her hopefully now repaired weapon.
- Seventh Heaven, although by 'visit' she'll stay outside and ask one of the staff to fetch Rin, if they could
- finally, community building #1 on a search for Tenten. She met the girl in a kitchen when she first arrived, and she needs to return a sword.

After that, well. She still has a list of empty apartments. She'll find a quiet one somewhere.]


((ooc: despite Makie's intentions, housemates are more than welcome to action in on her before she leaves the house if they prefer. She'll still be visiting these places regardless of the fallout-- where she ends up at the end of the day may change, that's all. Chrissakes Makie, it's not the 18th century, go see a doctor :|))


endgames: (Well)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-07-31 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
...Better. [He didn't think of it until he spoke, saw the lines tighten around her mouth. It feels like something worth clarifying. An apology, in less words.] Are you visiting your friend?

[He hasn't seen that guy around much lately.]
endgames: (what was that about?)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-03 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He holds up four fingers.] Fourth floor?
endgames: (Brilliant)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-05 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
[He wrinkles his nose, amused. He knew if it was the fourth floor, it had to be a ninja.]

Didn't know you'd already met some of my friends.

[...heck, if she was on the fourth floor, she may have already met half the people from his world, if they were all home at the time. If he weren't so lazy, he would move. 8|]
endgames: (the clouds beckon)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-22 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[He nods.] Mm. We're easy to pick out.

[He taps the forehead protector on his arm.]
endgames: (Sitting)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-23 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
More or less.
endgames: (Shrug)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-25 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head. The flak jacket (not present today), maybe. He wears it for all the times it could be useful, but also because of how natural it feels to shrug into it some days. His forehead protector, though?]

It's important to me. I like to keep it close.
endgames: (yare yare)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-26 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
In a way.

[It's also a reminder of what he fights for.]
endgames: (Turn)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-26 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh yeah. Same floor - it's the apartment one over from the kitchen.
endgames: (Later)

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[personal profile] endgames 2013-08-30 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
You keep turning up here, probably.

[Or you know. Maybe you'll magically become his mom someday. WHO KNOWS. He gives a short wave, and starts out in the direction of town.]

See ya.