nogiku catchall

[disingenuous]

thinking about kasane and that lipstick.....

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weekend 0, sunday

[disingenuous]

[ How about those NPCs and colors? This is the void or wherever Nogiku is going to be.

Roxana is nibbling on the scones given to everyone. ]

... I didn't think there'd be any good change after yesterday. [ Or. Well. Roxana thinks of it as yesterday, but she doesn't know for sure it was yesterday. ] But at least there's food that tastes like something now.

Do we consider it small blessings?

[pura]

[The void is nice and cozy, and hopefully devoid of clowns. Nogiku looks at curiously, especially after those profile reveals...]

Did they surpass your expectations?

[Wearing her meme sweater, shamelessly.]

[disingenuous]

[ everybody loves a cat meme sweater. this is clown free zone.

There's a smile on Roxana's lips, and she lifts a hand as if to say, not particularly. ]

I didn't know what to expect, but at least we received something even if none of them were the answers we were seeking.

[pura]

Mm. That, and more questions than answers.

[A pause, as she frowns.]

... It sounded like none of them were "born" here. And at the same time, all of them lost enough of their memories that they can't even remember their names — or care enough to be bothered by it.

[No bueno.]

[disingenuous]

If that happens to us, too....

[ She frowns, too. ]

I don't wish to be here long enough to find out. Even if they don't know of a way out, if there is a way to come, there must be a way to go.

[ She is not believing in a one way road today. ]

week 1, monday

[disingenuous]

[ Roxana is going to be in the closet for most of week ntil I get tired of writing starters in this closet. She's sifting through stupid haute couture clothing, the type that's entirely impractical to wear. ]

Even I don't see the sense in these. Do you?

[pura]

[She glances over

and immediately makes a face, clicking her tongue.]

What sense? They're just empty decorations.

[disingenuous]

Is that how it's treated where you're from?

[ She looks thoughtful. ]

Some artistry is beyond my understanding, but these look like they're made with high quality material for something considered empty

[pura]

[She huffs out a breath.]

No, people are happy to fall over themselves for this stuff. But for me... [She looks at the dress again, frowning.] Beautiful and ugly things are both the same.

[disingenuous]

Oh, if you see me as ugly, that'd be refreshing.

[ She laughs a little. ]

It sounds like there's a story behind that.

week one, sunday.

[pura]

[The backalley is still cursed.

But here's Nogiku, staring at the new additions with a frown on her face. She lifts a hand as if to touch the colors, but her hand stills inches away, as if thinking better of it.

And then she touches it anyway. Hello?]

[disingenuous]

[ Every time something new appears in this Prism, it's always a flip of a coin of whether it'll be horrible or great. This is more on the former side of things. ]

Is it meant to be an elegy?

[ but with symbolism instead of a song or poem. ]

[pura]

... Probably. Though not a very tasteful one, anyway.

[She draws her hand back, rubbing her fingertips together. None of the paint came off, but...]

It feels wet, somehow.

[disingenuous]

A reminder to tell us how fresh the deaths are, likely, in poor taste.

[ She frowns. ]

I do not want more to be put on this wall.

[pura]

Neither do I. But unless we find a way to protect ourselves from the Prism's influence, and soon...

week 3, monday

[disingenuous]

[ The moment a bubble traps the both of them wherever they are, Roxana's composure flickers for the briefest of moments.

There's a flash of annoyance, bordering on anger, then resignation, and she touches the bubble (cw: blood and gore).

just fyi since I am using official translation spellings vs. what's in scanlations: agriche = agrece, dion = deon. ]

imagine a world where i actually tagged this instead of imagining i did

[pura]

[Ah.

It's just a memory. Not even one of her own. But her disgust is still palpable.]

... Tch, what a hideous woman.

[disingenuous]

[ Maria's behavior and hobbies are hideous. Roxana won't disagree even if there's no change to her demeanor. ]

She's quite unpleasant. I can only interact with her in small doses.

[pura]

It's unfortunate that you had to interact with her at all.

[No wonder Roxana's poker face is so powerful... What a terrible family.]

... The bubble won't release us until I give it something as well, huh?

[She regards it like it has personally insulted her... Which, honestly, it has? But after a moment, she presses her hand to it.]

[disingenuous]

[ Roxana has to weather all sorts of things like they're normal because it's more or less her normal.

There are a few things she doesn't quite understand in this memory, but she comprehends enough. There is something Nogiku needs to find out even at the price of facing some of her trauma. ]

Did you end up finding out what you wanted to know?

week five, wednesday.

[pura]

[Backdated because everything happened so much on Thursday.

Anyway, Nogiku just so happens to be looking at the note pinned by the lobby elevator at some point while they're both here. She turns her head in Roxana's direction.]

... Borel-san's manner of speech is pretty distinctive, huh?

[disingenuous]

[ Roxana nods. ]

It is. I didn't bother trying to make him hide it if people were going to see him about it anyway.

[pura]

It's a little funny. He didn't even need to sign it.

[Though his name is still on it. It's just, Aymeric, your fantasy ye olde speech.]

Did you receive a different letter, Roxana?

[disingenuous]

[ crawls back through my inbox you can ignore me since i'm dead ]

It was a bit different. I think Chinatsu wrote it on the day we all couldn't read. Do you still want to see it?

[pura]

[no staples you to my inbox forever]

Ah... What bad timing, and in the middle of our meeting too. [Why were they all Jared, age 19...] I would still like to see it if you have it on you.