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recollecters) wrote in repeter2017-04-16 09:01 pm
APRIL TDM
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APRIL TEST DRIVE The city of Recollé. A beautiful city you've called home for quite some time. While things can be a little weird, isn't that true of all homes? It's fully spring now, and there are flowers to be found everywhere. April's showers are a familiarity as well, the occasional downpour or drizzle keeping you on your toes. What will you do today? I. April showers bring May flowers, right? Well, there are already plenty of flowers to be had, but that part of the old rhyme being true doesn't save you from the first part of it. While the weather forecasters do their best, their success rate for predicting the rain seems to be about fifty-fifty. Unfortunately, sometimes when they do predict the rain happening, they misjudge how bad it's going to be. Was the sky was clear when you last looked outside? It may not be quite so clear now. Hope you remembered to bring an umbrella today. But it's not so bad, really! Maybe if you forgot to prepare, someone will share their umbrella with you. Not in the mood to talk to anyone? You can probably find some thrifty umbrella vendors on the streets of Tisse. When in doubt, there are always some loaner umbrellas scattered around in Apprassage at the Recollé Library as well. The library asks that you return any of the mismatched loaners found at the door, but it's not like the system is that strongly enforced. Well, other than the library stamp on the umbrellas, that is. If you find yourself in Chata today, you could always buy a magazine off the street corners to hold overhead. If you look like you may buy something, vendors don't seem to mind if you idle under their awnings. Check out the latest fashions coming this spring while you wait it out. It looks like buckles are in, but some of the high fashion clothes look a little odder than usual. The hot, new dresses range from large like a billowing tarp to appearing more like an artfully arranged handkerchief than anything else. Fashion sure is weird sometimes. II. Recollé Square in Tribunal Terrace boasts a huge assortment of flower gardens scattered throughout the district, though they all appear to be whatever citizens felt like planting at the time. In fact, only flowers in Apprassage seem to match, especially around the University. Today, while the rain's stopped, a large group of people seem to be taking advantage of Recollé Square's mismatching for flower picking, crown and wreath weaving, and bouquet arranging. The activities seem to be loosely led by the city's PTA and some of the other socialite groups from around town. Then again, for long-standing citizens of the city this isn't unusual either. You seem to remember that this is an annual sort of thing even though there isn't actually a name for the event. Some booths are set up around the park to swap seeds, flowers and food for cash or gossip, the guidelines a little more loose outside of the business districts. It seems as though lot of families are picnicking this weekend. There's even some kind of contest going on for the best flower crown - though usually the city tends to collectively pick a kid for the winner, so your best artistic talents might not get you the admiration you crave. In addition, there's the most accurately judged flower-growing contest if you've been waiting for this day for a year or more, but that event tends to have the same people involved every year and the majority of Recollé isn't too heavily invested in it. They're here for the picnics and flower crowns, and it seems about the same as it always does. This year, though, there do seem to be more flowers than ever...and for that matter, they're a lot bigger than usual, too. III. Despite some of the fashion fiascos the magazines are displaying, maybe you should spend some time shopping this week. It may come as a surprise to you that your clothes haven't been fitting properly as of late. Those skinny jeans are just a hair too loose, and your favorite shirt seems baggier than it used to be. The problem, however, is that every shop you go to seems to stock clothes with the same issues. You're down a size or two or three, or maybe they're just marking everything down wrong. And surely you don't have the time or money to replace your entire wardrobe...will you take your chances? Complain to the store's manager? Or maybe you're an unfortunate soul who has to try and explain the unexplainable. Maybe offering a coupon will appease shoppers today. IV. Apparently walking around your neighborhood isn't quite as safe as it used to be - or it isn't safe if you want to trust your eyes. One second the little old lady who lives at the corner appears to be walking her pitbull just as she has every day for the last several years. The next, the pitbull is gone and she's walking a rather angry-looking caterpillar. Blink and you'll miss it, but as time goes on you'll see more and more of these larger-than-life insects wandering around. No matter how hard you try to explain it, the only other people who seem to see this as the least bit weird are people with the Retrospec app. Oh, do you not have the Retrospec app? Think again. The sound of chirping crickets will follow you until the next time you look at your mobile device or a public computer, prompting you to accept a profile and upload a user picture. Congratulations! It seems as though you've been selected to be a new tester! ...it's going to be one of those days. BONUS. While the Retrospec app only infrequently has posts from the company itself - and those have thus far proven to be universally useless - this month there is an onslaught of updates. At least once per day there's a picture of a new type of flower or insect, along with a "fun fact" about whatever the company has posted. Did you know, for example, that wasps feeding on fermenting juice have been known to get "drunk' and pass out? Ancient civilizations burned aster leaves to ward off evil spirits. Ticks can grow from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a marble. Roses are related to apples, raspberries, cherries, peaches, plums, nectarines, pears and almonds. Houseflies find sugar with their feet, which are 10 million times more sensitive than human tongues. Praying mantises prey on other insects, and perhaps you'd better watch your step. Wait, what? As usual, any attempt to get the company to reply about the increasingly disturbing information they're sending out is useless. The daily facts grow less and less useful and eventually seem to be nothing but fun facts about how flowers and bugs could kill you or one another. Kind of unfortunate for you, if this is your first time getting any messages whatsoever from the app. How do you unsubscribe? Good luck figuring it out. Welcome to the recolle test drive meme! All characters will be begin in-game AU'd as Recollé residents. You may use any of the above prompts for ideas or make up your own depicting your Recollé AU! Prompts do not have to be set in the districts listed above. You can review our list of locations for what's available. Please note that TDM threads can be used as samples, can be kept as game canon, and can also be used for bonus points for future item regains. Share a few minor details of your AU, tag around, and have fun!
The April 2017 TDM directory can be found here. The April 2017 Workshop can be found here. The mod questions comment is here. |
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Not that Yuk(i)ne would know that, since they didn't go to the store together. Still, she was picking up snacks on her way back home and then suddenly found herself without an umbrella. She considers calling someone she knows for a ride, but it's the middle of the day and she thinks... she can make it to the closest bus stop okay without an umbrella...
Of course that's when it starts pouring and here's Anya, soaked to the bone with her big hood pulled up but still defenseless against the rain. As opposed to realizing that the umbrella Yukine has looks a lot like hers - she just brightens up to see him.]
Y-Yukine!
[anya you're shivering now is not the time to socialize]
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Anya?
( oh, shit. was this her umbrella? he wouldn't have taken it if he had known. she was one of the last people that he wanted to take anything from. there's a small tinge pink flushing across his face, but thankfully she doesn't seem too put out. in fact, she's smiling warmly.
he crosses the distance between them instantly, extending the umbrella out to cover both of them. )
You're soaked!
( WHOSE FAULT IS THAT. )
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Except Anya seems appreciative of the shelter. She's more observant than she looks at times so her eyes flick up to it, recognizing the familiar size and pattern, but then he's talking to her and she's back to offering a sheepish smile.]
Ah... Oтсутствующий? I do not know where my umbrella went? [which is... true... she only has a Hunch now.]
Ah, I probably look silly...
[All drenched and whatnot - but now that she has covering, she'll at least let her hood fall off her head with a wet-sounding plop.
At least she has a sense of humor about it...]
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he's not sure how to broach the subject, especially when the subject is: hey, i was stealing umbrellas and i accidentally took yours instead of someone else's. yea, he doesn't really wanna open up that can of worms regardless of how completely accurate it is. man, he's gotta figure out a way to save this and apologise to her.
god.
ignoring the russian that he doesn't understand, he waves a hand dismissively towards her. )
No, no! You don't look silly at all. I mean, it happens to everyone, right?
( actually— )
Wait.
( pulling off his jacket, which was actually rain resistant, he drops it around her shoulders. )
You'll catch a cold, right?
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It's automatic how she brings a hand up to secure the jacket around her shoulders just so that it doesn't fall - and it's still warm, which makes her relax into it easier despite her half-hearted protest.]
Mm? But Yukine...
[it's yours???]
Ah... I am happy - thank you - but... now you are cold? I am not dry, so I cannot give you a hug...
[that was her solution, for the record
that was the only way she could figure out how to solve the problem]
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he smiles before shrugging. it's a little cold out considering the rain, but it's not really a big deal. at least he's dry, unlike anya who has been out here without anything at all for long enough to get soaked through. )
It's okay. I'm not cold.
( stepping closer to make sure they're both covered by the umbrella instead of just her, since he's without a jacket. )
Where are you going? I can walk you there.
( no comment about the hug. he'll take a raincheck! )
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Bus stop! Mm, I did not think I would use it today but...
[normally she's fine with walking the rest of the way home but she didn't have her umbrella. that said... she glances up and before they actually start going, she asks]
Yukine. Зонтик? Is this my umbrella?
[direct as ever]
1/3
( bluntly. his charisma skill isn't high enough to bluff his way out of it. )
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( if someone else said it, they'd probably mean that they mistakenly took the wrong umbrella. yukine's grievance is that he took something from someone he likes and that's not how he does things. )
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Anya puzzles over it for a moment, looking confused as she tries to figure out why he decided that taking someone else's umbrella was a good idea. Did he not have money for one? Hmm.
Eventually she settles on a compromise.]
Next time, when it is raining and Yukine does not have an umbrella, just call Anya. [anya you have dance practice] Then we will walk to wherever you need to go, because I like going with you. OK?
[no that's not okay that's not even remotely feasible or practical-]
But you do not have an umbrella now... So...
Do you want to come to visit my house? Mama is not home and I do not like being there alone. Then we will both stay dry until the rain stops. Ah! Ужин! We can have dinner too.
[anya you cannot just plan an entire day by yourself]
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his face goes bright red instantly. )
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happiness meter: 90%
affection meter: 120%
guilt meter: 90% )
A-anya!
( this is just another one of those times where yukine is overly appreciative of her friendship and the constant kindness that she extends towards him even when he doesn't particularly deserve it. she doesn't even seem upset! worse than that, she's easily offering to walk with him anytime—an offer that he likely won't take her up on for a multitude of reasons—and spend the rest of day with him. he feels extra terrible for taking her umbrella now. he's really got to keep a better eye on the things that he's picking up, especially if they look like they might be anya's style.
he's really got to find a proper way to apologise now! )
You, you, uh—I mean!
( his face feels like it's on fire. )
Are you sure?
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( oh whoops, he's too loud. like an idiot. tone it down. he shakes his head, not to say no, but to try and shake off all of his troublesome feelings. he's a mess and he's gotta regain his composure.
geez. )
If you'd rather have company, then. . . I'd love to come, Anya.
( smooth. )
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Anya watches him turn red with some amusement - she's more of a menace than she lets on - and even though it wasn't really her intention to make him go all embarrassed and shouty, she can't help but find it endearing. So she nods confidently and gives her immediate answer.]
Да! Of course I am sure. You are... [She wants to say something like "the doors are always open" but the phrase escapes her. So she hums softly before settling on a more roundabout way.] There is always a place for Yukine with Anya.
[and automatically, she'll reach for his free hand with hers because that's what she does with her friends]
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Тепло...! So warm - oh no, mine are cold.
[SHE'LL TRY TO TAKE HER HAND BACK SORRY]
Извините!
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while also receiving her hand. )
It's fine! It's fine. It'll get warmer if you hold onto me.
( he catches her before she escapes, locking their fingers together like the miserable wretch he is. )