Phase 1 - Who Am I & What Are You Doing Here?

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♪ BGM: Genetic Chronicle

[It was the end of their adventure, and Aurica had been through so much. In all of her years of feeling insecure, she had never felt so...complete before. There was a lot for her to take in, learning of each person's life and how she wasn't the only one who went through hardship, that people weren't as they seemed and yet people could support her image of them, in her mind and heart. People could give her the strength and courage to carry on. Especially one person in particular...

And that was who Aurica was thinking about that night, after they traveled across the tower to ask what peoples' wishes and dreams were. Everyone they ran into over the course of their adventure was eventually accounted for, even that one who once called her 'daughter', thanks to Ayatane. Lyner helped that person open her eyes, just as he did her own. She briefly wondered if it was part of his natural charm that she fell for, or if he was always just purposely so nice to people. Reyvateils.

Even though Lyner had said he would protect her, and had matured enough to do so, he stoppped short of telling her about love. He had been so deep into Aurica's Cosmosphere, had learned so much about her and her dual nature, but there still felt like there was hesitation. She knew intuitively that he cared for her beyond being a close friend, but he never did anything about it, even after everything. Was he afraid, or just not interested in people that way?

Well, the only thing about it she could feel truly secure in is that he was like that with the other girls too, even though he spent much more time with her than Misha or Shurelia. Maybe she should make the move on him instead, even if it broke what she thought was tradition. As she mused on the thought, she turned on her music box that she had meant to give to the boy, an Orgel melded together with a Songstone inside it, trying to wash away her brief doubt in its simple melody.]

♪ BGM: Song of a Gentle Breeze OA

It always sounds so pretty, everytime I listen to it. [Aurica smiles faintly.] This Orgel that I made myself. I hope he likes it...

[She hummed along to the tune, filling with memories of the past and the good, tender times she had with Lyner. How he took care of her and protected her during her Tattoolist. How he came to save her against all obstacles, time and time again. Her own, real, white knight. She closed her eyes, snd soon enough, she began to doze off, just like it was a lullaby...]



[Daylight broke through the curtains of the room, shining down on Aurica's face. Eventually she wakes, though with some surprise. Did I fall asleep? Oh no, the Orgel! And with a start, she began to stand up, as she was on the floor the night before. Her footing began to falter though from the softness of the bed she was in.

... Wait, a bed?

♪ BGM: Wriggling Premonition

As she looked down, Aurica could see it to be true and began to panic. The music box was nowhere to be seen, and as her eyes shot around the room trying to find it, this clearly was not where she was last night. Everything looked different, and felt entirely...foreign. This didn't sit well with her at all.]

Wh-where am I...? This isn't...

[Setting herself off the bed, her eyes fixated on a nearby table, a red headband and some black ribbons laying there along with a small picture. I don't remember having those before. They look familiar though... She noticed the long middle of her hair braided already, and also noticed her sleeping attire had entirely replaced her normal outfit. Her attention shifted over to the portrait, focusing on the people in it.]

That...is that me? [Two adults and two girls, her being one of the latter. The other one is pink-haired and looks pretty, but bears no resemblance. Actually, neither do the two adults: A guy with deep brown sepia hair and a woman with white-ish blonde hair. All four look like completely different people. A shiver ran down her spine. I don't know those people. What's going on?]



[A.) Action / 458 Stone Street / Locked To Housemates: You might find a confused 17-year-old around in your house now, dressed in 1950s pajamawear. Her shoulderblade-length light-to-dark brown hair is mostly undone aside from a very long (down to her legs) braid of hair on the back of her head, and she looks very cautious as she slowly moves around the house.]

[B.) Phone / Unfiltered & Open / Anyone Can Respond At Any Point: Having learned about how to use the Ring Ringer telephone, Aurica decides on her family's suggestion to give it a shot and see if anyone she knows will respond to her.]

Hello? Is anyone there?

... [A feeling of uncertainty creeps in. What if no one from my world is here, after all?]

Lyner, can you hear me? Claire, Radolf? Krusche? Jack? ..Misha? Lady Shurelia?

... [No one's responding. No one's here. I don't want to be here...]

Lyner? It's Aurica, can you hear me?

... [It's hopeless. I feel like crying.]

... Anyone?

[C.) Action / Outside 458 Stone Street: Being that this is a new place that she has no idea about, you can find a light-to-dark-brown-haired 17-ish-year-old walking around in a typical girl's 1950s getup (handwaving the details for now, derp). She's wearing a red hairband with both sides of her hair done in makeshift black ribbons tying them up, and an especially long braid of hair all the way down to her shins. A reference can be seen here.

Feel free to interact with her however you please, her curiosity needs to be sated. She doesn't really seem all that happy to be here though...]

Comments

Action (A)

[nanocerancowboy.livejournal.com]

['Sup Aurica, that deep sepia-haired man is in the living room, and it looks like he's getting dressed for work. He's muttering to himself as he puts on his shoes.]

Funny, that kid ain't woken up yet ... ain't typical drone behavior ...

[He glances up at the sound of footsteps, and stares in surprise for a few seconds.]

Uh—howdy.

Re: Action (A)

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

!

[Aurica's tip-toeing comes to a full stop as she enters the living room, seeing the man there. He looks like that person in the picture.. And then he speaks, realizing she's there.]

I--uhm, hello. Do I know you...?

[nanocerancowboy.livejournal.com]

[... Yup, definitely not a drone. Who is she? Euphemia's replacement? Before answering Aurica's question, Gat glances over to one of the nearby family pictures ... no, she replaced the younger boy drone.]

[Gat looks back over to Aurica.]

I ain't seen you before, so I reckon not.

[Wait a second, didn't Lucas say that new arrivals happen at the beginning of every month?]

... I'm guessin' you ain't from 'round these parts. Neither'm I.

phone;

[gandere]

Are you done calling for people who aren't here yet?

1/2

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[She feels taken aback from the comment, the unfamiliar voice reaching through the phone. Maybe I should have thought that through if everyone in town can hear what I'm saying...]

A--I guess I am. Hello... [She works up some nerve again.] I came from some other place, and I don't know much else about here. Do you know how I can get back home?

2/2

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

Oh, and my name's Aurica. It's nice to hear from someone else in this odd place.

[As it dawns on her that she's speaking to other people caught in the same situation as her, she wants to be polite about this at least.]

[gandere]

[ No one's given her The Talk yet? Joy. While Rin is the type to take some sort of pleasure in the misery of others, when it comes to this place, she can't help but feel some pity. ]

You're not the first. This town is full of people from various worlds and timelines, well, at least the ones who aren't stuck in the 1950's. I guess the first question is how far back are you originally from.. if you're not use to things like phones, then I might have to get the help of Lancer or something.

Geez, so much trouble... [ Spoken under her breath. ]

Aurica? I've never heard of that kind of name before. It's pretty if anything. I'm Tohsaka. Rin Tohsaka. I've been here for a few months, so I can help you sort out things if you'd like.

phone

[vytis]

[She sounds new. It is that time again, isn't it?]

I'm sorry, I haven't heard of any of them. Did you just arrive, Miss?

Re: phone

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[She feels at a loss from the response. What am I going to do...]

Yes, I'm afraid so. This is so different from where I used to be. And no one I know is here either...

[vytis]

Well, there's a lot of people here, so maybe they just weren't at the phone? Has anyone explained Mayfield to you yet?

[phone]

[unexculpable]

Never heard of them, sorry. I guess you're new, huh?

Re: [phone]

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I am. This place...doesn't seem very nice from what I've been told.

[unexculpable]

It's not.

I haven't been here too long, but if you have questions I'll be glad to answer them the best I can.

phone

[alullabyforyou.livejournal.com]

_{[Just when she was done trying to figure out this Telemo-- telephone;]}

Aurica?

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[It takes her a moment to realize who that voice was--it sounded a little different than usual but she was pretty sure.]

Misha? Is that really you? [Her voice squeaks through a bit loudly.]

[alullabyforyou.livejournal.com]

Of course it is; who else would it be? More importantly, where are you? _{[And where's Lyner and why isn't he here. Misha would like to hope he didn't ditch them for Funbuns.]}

A - Action

[photonicfighter]

[Not long after Gat has finished with Aurica and left for work, a very sweaty Dakki comes bounding in from the backyard. She had only been here for a few weeks... but she was getting soft. This human body seemed to need more upkeep! So she had gone out shopping under the pretense of "picking up something for the man of the house", picked up several small undershirts and two pairs of men's pants of an appropriate size, and had re-purposed them into workout gear.

And after such a vigorous workout, she's thirsty. Paying little mind to the household, she gets herself a glass of water from the tap in the kitchen, and gulps it down. Then goes in for a refill. About a third of the way through that second glass she stops, slowly lowers it, and wonders if she's actually alone in the house... Did she hear something? Shouldn't the kids be in school?]

Gat?

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[Aurica heard the sounds of someone entering the house. She was wondering if the man she met earlier had come back, but finds the other adult instead. 'Wife', he said...? And then it just dawns on her like a pile of bricks. That picture she saw before was a family picture, which means...]

Are you... supposed to be my mother?

[photonicfighter]

...!

[Someone new was in the house. Dakki hadn't expected that at all, and her reaction was almost a violent one. As it was, she simply jolted. And then carefully set down her glass of water, eyes never leaving Aurica.]

...I... what?

[Dakki wasn't cluing in. Why was this girl in the kitchen? Where did she come from?

Oh.]

Oh! I.. yes! I guess. Yes. Did you just arrive?

[burnmycapital.livejournal.com]

[Someone is watching you.

She doesn't look like a drone, and Russia is always interested...]

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

♪ BGM: Peaceful Song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FiK0oqYoJL8)

[Aurica is trying to consider where to start a search, looking this way and that. She needs to see if she can find anyone else in this place besides Misha. It is then that she notices a beige-blonde-haired man wearing a light tan scarf around his neck in a darker tan coat. She decides to slowly walk up to him, and if he waits there, she'll ask:]

Hello, how do you do? I'm looking for some people...

[burnmycapital.livejournal.com]

It is a nice day. Whom are you looking for?

[He keeps smiling while he looks her up and down quickly, but he is absolute positive by now that she isn't a drone.]

B

[birthclod.livejournal.com]

[It's in Clod's nature to be relatively playful whenever she could even if it was at the expense of others. She cared little or rather, she tried caring little. Aurica's desperate pleas for someone familiar caught Clod's attention. In her vast memories, there was a certain trick that people would play on others through the phone. It was a trick that relied on the other caller's poor judgments and blindness to his/her peer's face.

She wondered how well it would work here.]

Yes, I can hear you just fine. It's me!

This is going to be entertaining =x maybe

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[A gasp can be heard. Then a moment of silence.]

Huh? But.. I don't recognize you. Who are you? [Aurica's trying her best to remember. She can't have forgotten how her friends sound already, can she?]

End of Phase 1 (I can remove for backtagging =) )

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[This takes places after C.)]

[After a day or two of searching, Aurica comes home for the night, seemingly exhausted. She'll smile at her not!parents, and after possibly a little talking and other things going on for the night, she'll head for her bedroom, wearing her pajamas.

As she does so, she meets the pink-haired girl for the first time. Aurica jumps a little in surprise, as the drone appears in view and begins to speak.]



[... Hah, sis.. Her face contorts as part of her lip curls up in a bitter smirk, and her already-furrowed eyebrows make her eyes slit partially.] It went alright. Can you help me with something, 'sis'? [She says this half-sarcastically.]

[The drone waits there patiently, with an an empty stare and smile that, were Aurica in a better state, would feel sorry for the person who used to be in that shell.

She fishes out the folded paper that she used to ask numerous people throughout the town about her friends, and presents it to her.] Do you know anyone here?



[Her head bows, hanged.] ...I see. Thank you. [And with that, she brushes past the princess, ignoring any further conversation.

♪ BGM: Elegy (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qt8vvl8vmI)

She knew the drone's response before she had even asked. She didn't want to know, she didn't want to believe. She didn't want to be here.

Her pacing quickens to running, as she swings her bedroom door open and closes it, her body resting against it. Shuddering as she breathes, she struggles with her emotions.

I don't want to be here. I don't want to be here. Misha's here...but I don't want to be here.

Aurica walks slowly to her bed, and falls onto it, defeated. Dragging the blanket, she hugs part of it.

Lyner...Raina ni kaeshite..

Tears begin falling from her eyes and onto her face, after fighting them for the past few days. She continues to shudder, crying silently.]

Give Lyner back to me...I want to go back to him..

[She tries to hum herself to sleep, the melody of her Orgel as well as her best friend's song being her only source of solace for now.

I don't even have my stuffed animal...Fine...I'll just be alone again, like always... And she closes her eyes as she resigns herself to her current fate.]