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*returning home

℘ so leave yourself intact 'cause I won't be coming back

( In a phrase to cut these lips ( I loved you ) )

"Innocent girl, you experienced hatred too soon.
Corrupted woman, you robbed an empire of salvation.
Yet my daughter, I loved you."

formerly at

luceti
areth.

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✿ Thirteenth Bud [action/backdated to the 5th]

[It's been some time since everyone returned from the battle, only to find out that the village had been damaged greatly once they were back. Kaori hadn't been able to tell right away until she began to feel unexpectedly tired, and no matter where she went it felt wet. It was only then that she realized the extent of the storm people had talked about.

It meant that there was a lot of damage control to be done, but she's not thinking buildings. What mattered to her was what the plants and flower beds throughout the village had suffered. Thanks to the efforts of her housemates her own garden had been mostly unscathed, but that didn't stop her from mourning what had been died. So she'd finally had enough of seeing them that way. Today was going to be dedicated to replanting what seedlings she'd found in the flower shop and sowing new seeds throughout the village. It didn't matter where, she just didn't want for there to be a lack of one of the few things that made this place remotely like home.

Eventually she does address the village at large, though her voice is rather solemn.]

I know that there's supposed to be a Memory Garden for the village... Can someone tell me what's going on with it? I'd kind of like to plant something there if it's okay to.

[Daisies. She'd already given them their place in House 11's garden, but with the memory of the person they were dedicated to, Kaori felt it best to scatter them as far as she could. Selphie had always seemed like such a free spirit, after all.]

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✿ Twelfth Bud [Action]

[Who knew if anyone bothered to come by this part of the village so early in the morning, with the light of the sun only just bothering to peek over the horizon. If there was anyone though, and if they happened to come by the playground behind the school such a person would be able to spot a brunette teenager, sitting on one of the swings that was swaying ever so slightly with her journal discarded a few yards off. She's not sleeping, and there are no physical injuries to be seen, but the near-dead look on her gray face should say more than enough that if she tries to move, she won't be getting very far.

Not that she even intends to try, her fear and absolute sense of helplessness will keep her from doing anything on her own for some time.]

((ooc: tags in earnest later in the morning after some sleep!))

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✿ mallynap [Action/Accidental Voice]

[All she had expected when she decided to come inside after yet another long day of gardening was to clean up and go straight to bed, especially after the wind had done much to hamper her progress with the small seedlings that were shooting up from the ground. While it had been bordering on nuisance, she had been otherwise cheered up to notice that the several more of the hardier plants had already started blooming.

But all happiness that had come with it was washed away while in the process of walking toward the door she finds herself picking up on a series of familiar noises behind her, ones she had never wanted to hear again and that she knew for a fact did not belong to anyone inside the safe household just beyond her reach. There's an unintentional, startled cry as she drops her coat and her journal to falls open in order for her reflexes to kick into gear to resist the droids, desperate to avoid capture while she silently hoped that someone inside would notice but not at the same time.

But her erratic behavior and moves made it that much easier to knock her out and take her away, so anyone who happened to hear her cry for help will find no trace of her anywhere outside the house other than her dropped possessions, tossed amidst several plants that had been trampled in the process.]

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✿ Eleventh Bud [Action/Voice late morning]

[Things hadn't been easy the past few weeks; there had been ups and downs, much more of the latter than she would ever admit to. And as far as she could tell, it would not get better any time soon. At the very least, the weather was beginning to change even if she couldn't see it for herself. There was just something about the air of spring approaching that always managed to lift her spirits a little, and what better way to greet it than to start working on that neglected garden outside of House 11? Who cares how cold it is out, the plants are of higher priority.

It isn't until after an hour or so of working that her journal falls off her person and sprawls open in the dirt, making her frown upon hearing the familiar noise of it being activated. Taking to people probably wasn't a good idea right now, but she can try.]

… What are your favorite things about spring? Or… things you like the least about it I guess. Anything really.

[Later in the evening the residents of the large household might notice that she's managed to make her way to Silver's room instead of her own, though if anyone drops by the reason should be pretty obvious. You don't go through weeks of emotional whiplash and a day out in the cold dressed improperly without coming out unscathed.]

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✿ Tenth Bud [action/accidental voice]

[Kaori and Frey were still not speaking to each other much, nor had they been home very often since the whole fiasco involving Mithos during the weekend. One could even safely assume that they have been avoiding each other, something that their other housemates could have picked up on. Today had been nor different from the last few.

But the instant Kaori walks into the house for the evening, an overwhelming sense of cold comes down on her. It makes her fall to her knees, the journal that she has been so careful about keeping with her falling open on her lap.]

No...

[She then rushes to the room she shares with Frey, all the while trying to deny that sinking feeling in the bottom of her stomach that refused to stop until she reaches the doorway... and is met with an empty room.]

Freyja.... You idiot!!

[Housemates, you know that divider that separates Kaori's space from Frey's? It's now going through the wall of the window and outside. The casual observer may also feel free to notice this display of emotion, or overhear it over the journal that she had brought alongside her and is now nestled open on the bare floor.]

((ooc: Kaori herself may only reply to a few, this is an open reaction/interaction post for any and all of Frey's CR.))

Current Mood: uncomfortable

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✿ Ninth Bud [strange scribbles/voice]

( Cut for fail writing attempt. )

[With a frustrated sigh, Kaori abandons the poor attempt at communication by scratching the surface of the pen across the whole page, eventually ripping it out. It was stupid to think that just because she was able to write perfectly fine a week ago, she would be able to for a while now that she was back to normal. Things didn't work that way.

So much for trying to be anonymous about this and avoiding talking to people more than she has to, but she still wanted answers to her question anyway. Pausing for a deep breath, she dives right in.]

Is anyone out there lucky enough to have their brother or sister here?

Current Mood: shocked

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✿ Eighth Bud [action/accidental video // backdated to the morning]

[It's the dawn of a new day, the sun peeking over the mountains to bathe the villagers enjoying themselves in the wonderful Lucetiland in warm, fuzzy light. For the early risers, you may notice something unusual about the pile of stuffed animals on display in the back of one of the game booths.

Now why would a little girl be laying amongst all those comfy prizes?

Sure, she looks like she's sleeping comfortably even with all the racket, that is until she is rudely seized by one of the droids working the place around the middle, blinking and rubbing her eyes as she is handed over to a certain... someone. It is at this point when the journal she had curled up with falls open with a plop, landing perfectly among the prizes to begin recording as she's taken to the front of the booth to whoever had just won the round.

Cue one five-year-old petrified in wide-eyed shock as she stares straight into the blue eyes of the 'stranger.' In return the so called stranger mirrored the little girl's expression for a good moment, before looking from the girl to the droids, then back again.]

"A child?"

[[OOC: Joint post with

falenandawn! If your character met her last time she was small feel free to recognize her. Interaction can take place at any time during the day, this is just how she arrives. Replies from

tinyjasmine.]]

Current Mood: scared

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✿ Seventh Bud [action]

[It's the first time Kaori has come out in the village on her own since the incident with Shizuo, where she'd come out completely soaked and with a cold to accompany the illness she already had. While she may be recovered now, the somber expression on her face as she makes her way to the plaza says something else. It didn't matter that it was the dead of night and hardly anyone was out, she didn't want to go back to sleep.

One nightmare of her past was enough to deal with.

The memory of the pain and fear, the desperation she felt was still vivid to her, and made her want to seek out a certain man... An ally who would understand what it felt like to despise Humans so. But... she hadn't heard from him for so long, it made her worried. Had something happened? It's what's leading her to take a seat in the plaza, journal clutched tightly in her hands as she shivers in her pajamas, allowing the chill of night to wake her further. This was the spot where she met him face-to-face... Maybe he would show up again if she waited long enough. Maybe. Or had Humans taken him away, too...? It almost makes her want to cry...]

Knives...

Current Mood: nauseated

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✿ Sixth Bud [accidental video]

H-hey, don't go falling! [Hello, Luceti, it seems that one of the journals out there has decided to turn on the video feature to show you one lovely ceiling, with rather creepy shallow breathing heard in the background. Before long a frazzled Kaori pops into the picture from the edge of what must be a bed, clearly still half-asleep since her eyes are closed, but... There's a distinct redness to her normally pale complexion, if you catch sight of her reaching around for the fallen book while her cracked voice mutters the occasional word.

... Actually, she's reaching out a little too far from the bed...

Damn it, where did you – Agh?! [And down she goes toppling in a tangled mess of blankets to the floor, because depth perception sucks when you're feeling so damn sick, right? Someone save her from the blanket monster!] Ow!

Current Mood: uncomfortable

✿ Fifth Bud [voice]

[Kaori's been thinking a lot since her last talk with Elicia, mulling over what she said, what she was forced to share. A part of her wanted wanted to believe the little girl, that the 'bad people' wouldn't hurt her here in Luceti, but as always it was hard to push aside what she saw as justified hatred in favor of that lost affection.

So today, she wanted to try a little test, just to see how the villagers responded. After all, they were 'good people,' and wanted to be her 'friends,' right? Maybe she could gather some useful information in the meantime.]

... Your favorite part of this village... what is it? And... why? Also...

[... Did she really want to ask the next question, at the risk of revealing her inability to see and possibly being taken advantage of again for it? It would be nice to have some visuals to match up with names and presences...]

... how would you describe your physical appearance?

Current Mood: determined

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✿ 4th Bud [Action]

[It's been several days since the incident that confined her to the clinic, and frankly Kaori has become very tired of that place. Not only was she bored out of her mind, but merely the smell of it brought up fragmented memories of pain and fear from long ago. On top of that, it was lonely when no one visited. Sorry Vash, but she really can't take it anymore.

Therefore it makes sense that she sneak out, right?! Never mind that she is still badly bruised and sore everywhere due to damaged and sprained muscles, which makes walking very difficult. But what's some injuries to her? At the very least she can talk! Sort of... It takes some effort.

As for the destination she has in mind? Her apartment at the very top of CH4, pretty smart. Of course she probably won't get very far, and may end up resting in the flower shop instead. Feel free to intercept her anywhere along this stupid journey of sheer determination, she may or may not bite. And it may or may not take all day.]

Current Mood: uncomfortable

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✿ 3rd Bud [Action~Voice]

This is on, right?

[Kaori's fiddling around with the journal, trying to remember exactly where everything was. Thanks to the experiment she now knew the layout of Luceti and how to operate the journals, but it was still a little hard to scale the measurements of everything from when you were a child to the present. At least she wasn't stumbling around anymore?

Still, the whole thing left her feeling... conflicted. She'd actually interacted with other Humans, without any feelings of hatred or bias. Now that she remembered how much she had loved Humans at one point...]

... Is there anyone who can teach me how to make pastries? Preferably close to CH4, please...

And Spada? Are you okay...?

[Anyone can find her in the flower shop, seeking some comfort from the plants there. Feel free to come by or speak, she won't bite this time.]

Current Mood: giddy

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✿ 2nd Bud [Action]

[Anyone paying attention to CH4 will have noticed a small five-year-old girl stepping out of it tentatively, slightly winded from having run down eight flights of stairs. Still, her eyes are wide in excitement as she gazes around the village, all covered in snow with so many trees. This makes her all the more determined to find her family, so that maybe they could all build a snowman together. Watch her run out in it in a pink coat that is clearly too big for her.]

Vade! Manei! There's snow!

((OOC: This is a much younger Kaori from before she was experimented on or came to hate Humans, and who has fully functional sight. So any Humans that want to get on a good side this is a good time! All replies will be from

tinyjasmine. o/ ))

Current Mood: loved
Current Music: To the Future. – mao

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✿ Character Relationships

( Because without Memory, what can we ever hope to be? )

"To everyone who loved this girl,
I pray that you will remember her as she smiled
Remember her as she cried
Hold close the love she had
The only crime she ever did commit

Treasure her for who she was –
Flawed, imperfect
And all the more worth the effort because of it
Worth every tear shed on her behalf

Sing for her, for somewhere she can hear you.
Listen closely, and she may sing back.
It was all for you."

"I will never regret Memory."

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Appointments Post

This is a post for threading with

seiriald at anytime and anywhere if you'd rather not make a log or post about it. It can be in person (action) or through the journal features of (voice only), forward-dating and back-dating are acceptable.

When replying please mark the subject line of when and how it is taking place:

[Action, January 3rd]
[Voice, March 8th]
[Written, June 11th]