Otono-Tachibana Makie (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
therewerefifty) wrote2013-07-21 09:10 pm
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 :|))
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 :|))
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[Without waiting for a diagnosis, the words just tumble out.]
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She feels fortunate that she can nod, and tell the truth, and that it's hopeful.]
Even then. The prognosis in cases of tuberculosis is actually very good these days.
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It's...it's very likely. My mother died from it, and I spent a lot of time in close quarters with her. If... if it can be cured, then... as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else...
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It must have been hard, worrying about this for so long.
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Here...]
Yes.
But I think... I am in good hands.
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[To Ami, it's a relief, the idea that Makie can have a second chance her, go home released from her illness to live a long and fulfilled life. If she can make that happen... she's more than willing to do whatever it takes.]
You should be thinking about the things you want to do in the future.
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[It's an echo, and she can't quite help the wry twist to her smile. That word.]
Here, I would settle for just...living.
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I have... goals. But they have to wait until I return home. I'm content to wait.
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I mean no disrespect, but my goals are my own. I would prefer not to speak of them.
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I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ask something I shouldn't.
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So what happens now?
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