Video/Action; So very cursed down an abandoned road

[moonlitrequiem]

[The person known as Yin is seated at her piano, basking in the light of the moon. And on her face is an impossible smile. It's soft and gentle, like the light she's bathing in.]

However horrible it is here, I can't think it's all bad. Not when the moon comes out. Being in this light again makes it easier. This place isn't so awful. Not to me.

[After saying that, she starts to play the piano for a time. A far more happier tune than Yin might have picked. When she finishes, though, there's a slight frown of concentration as she reaches for the device. Her fingers flicker over the screen for a moment before it switches off.]

[Options for run ins:

[A - Day time, at the Welcome Center: Everyone will be greeted with a brilliant smile, whether co-worker or new arrival, or just stopping by.]

[B - Mid-day, on the streets: She's attempting to take the same path home as she did to work, but there are more people than there were in the early morning, and Yin's forehead crinkles in distress when she bumps against people that get irritated with her. She tries to politely explain it's difficult, but not everyone cares to listen. At times she feels the buildings and certain landmarks to continue on. Maybe she should get a seeing-eye dog that would get along with her cat?]

[C - Moonlit meeting in her apartment: For anyone that knows her well enough, they can meet at her apartment, where she plays the piano, far more than she has ever since she acquired it. The moonlight spills in from an open window, allowing anyone to either spy in.



[ooc: Post backdated to last night. Cursed with "Road not taken", what if Yin hadn't become a Doll. She's a normal teenage-adult, more aware of her place in the world as a woman. Perhaps scarred by past events, but still able to smile. Void of her specter and blind, but full of emotion.]

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[mortemscintilla]

[ Hei glances from Pai's impish smile to Yin's pink-cheeked face -- and fights a wince. He feels like he's stuck in a shōjo manga. Next thing he knows, he's going to end up fast-forwarded into Tokyo's landmark 109 Department Store, with its collection of trendy boutiques, arm in arm with these teenage girls, now in blue sailor school uniforms, picking out Gucci handbags. ]

[ The sooner this curse ends, the better. ]

[ Without rising to Pai's teasing, and pretending not to notice Yin's blush, he says, ] Let's get going. [ Window after window, street after street, he peers through foggy panes of glass and reads which menus will offer something to suit their palates. A sign on the front door of the Pizza Inn says 'Sorry, no food today'. A bistro that looks promising isn't open till the night. The Tandoori place near the Fountain is good, but probably too heavy for the girls. Eventually he ends up at a frivolous outdoor cafe -- ordering a banana ice-cream crepe for himself, and parfaits of whatever flavor Yin and Pai prefer. ]

[ A shōjo manga. Definitely a shōjo manga. ]

[sleepingstar]

[A more generous sister would offer to leave the two alone, but how would Pai get her teasing fun in if she did that?]

Do you want to split a parfait, Kirsi? [She leans in conspiratorially.] I'd say you should split with my brother, but he's a pig.

[moonlitrequiem]

[Of course, if Pai had left them alone, this little outing wouldn't have happened, and Kirsi would likely be home right now with Hei long gone. But Kirsi isn't thinking that far ahead. On the other hand, she's no longer frustrated and happily thinking of the kind of parfait her and Hei would share, and the one she is going to share with Pai.]

I think Hei needs the entire meal. But yes, we could share. [She smiles softly.] Maybe something with chocolate and strawberries?

[sleepingstar]

Sounds perfect!

[mortemscintilla]

Stop talking about me like I'm not here.

[ Of course, Hei's grousing would have more effect if his mouth weren't full. They've served his crepe with the ice cream folded inside the pancake rather than on top, so the whole thing is already a lukewarm mess even as he makes the incisions with his toothless knife. Chasing the disappearing warmth, he eats too fast, then feels sick. But it's strange, how the girls' bright prattle is such a pleasant backdrop. He could learn to tolerate it -- but never for very long. Fun outings, harmless chatter, smiles with no agendas behind them -- those are for people who are built differently than him. ]

[ Even so ... there's no harm in playing pretend. Just for a minute. ]

[moonlitrequiem]

[After getting their parfait, Yin fumbles a bit for her seat, but once seated she neatly, and barely, picks at her side of the parfait, but looks pleased. It's Hei's words that make her giggle, though.]

So then I should ask you if you want to share?