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expiationlogs2024-08-02 07:35 pm
entreats) wrote in expiationlogs2024-08-02 07:35 pm
(open) i went through my list of friends and found i had no one to tell
Who: Ange Ushiromiya and YOU!
Where: All over Aldrip.
What: Ange is dealing with the aftermath of the Gnosia event-- and worse so than she's pretending to be.
Warnings: A chance of talk of mental illness (mostly depression, mixed in with some complex abandonment trauma) and death (in regards to the recent event).
[ It's not like Ange hasn't dealt with anything in this place, really. She's been here for over a year now, and there have been plenty of things before that really shook her to the core - especially that dumb maze from a long while ago now, and everything that had appeared in it. But the most recent event might have been the wildest thing yet. It was very reminiscent of the games back home, which sure didn't help. Even though her family might not have been on the line this time around, watching her friends be on the line was practically just as bad.
And now.. the town is normal again. And they're expected to go on like the usual.
So Ange tries to do just that - even if something threatens to fester below. ]
( a. come across ange - open to all! )
[ Maybe you're coming across one of the more quiet and empty parts of town, or maybe right outside town, where you may have found someone who set up a little shooting range - even if it's not much more than a single target standing there in an empty field or park.
The sight that might be more surprising - if you recognize the girl - is Ange standing there, holding a bow as she's staring at the target, looking rather focused. It's been a long, long time since she bothered to practice archery before giving up on it, so the sight of her doing it again is certainly new to most people. (And not inspired at all by a specific person being on her mind, what do you mean--) She pulls back the string before releasing the arrow. It flies at the target, and..
.. It only hits one of the outer rings.
The girl mutters something under her breath, her steps more like stomps as she heads over to the target to retrieve the arrow, pulling it out. As she turns around to go back to where she was standing a moment ago to perhaps go for a second attempt, she'll spot you right there. She frowns, speaking up with a: ]
What are you looking at?
[ Is she embarrassed? A little more touchy than the usual, considering she doesn't seem to be wearing her poker face or her usual emotionless tone when she spoke up like that? Who knows. ]
( b. ange comes across you - only for existing cr! )
[ For once, Ange doesn't totally isolate in the face of what happened during the event. It's almost as if she learned something, ssshh.
Which means that at some point during the days right after the town returns back to normal, you may find Ange reaching out to you if she knows you. She'll be at your door if she knows where you live, but if she doesn't, she may have sent you a text to come meet up with her at a cafe in town.
Either way, regardless of whether you're greeting her at your doorstep or in the cafe, the girl scowls and immediately starts with: ]
Everything that happens in this place is such bullshit.
[ Okay, hi, hello to you too, Ange-- ]
( ooc: feel free to hit me up with either brackets or prose, i will match! or if you'd like to wildcard this or ask for a custom starter, feel free to let me know too, i'm very flexible! )
Where: All over Aldrip.
What: Ange is dealing with the aftermath of the Gnosia event-- and worse so than she's pretending to be.
Warnings: A chance of talk of mental illness (mostly depression, mixed in with some complex abandonment trauma) and death (in regards to the recent event).
[ It's not like Ange hasn't dealt with anything in this place, really. She's been here for over a year now, and there have been plenty of things before that really shook her to the core - especially that dumb maze from a long while ago now, and everything that had appeared in it. But the most recent event might have been the wildest thing yet. It was very reminiscent of the games back home, which sure didn't help. Even though her family might not have been on the line this time around, watching her friends be on the line was practically just as bad.
And now.. the town is normal again. And they're expected to go on like the usual.
So Ange tries to do just that - even if something threatens to fester below. ]
( a. come across ange - open to all! )
[ Maybe you're coming across one of the more quiet and empty parts of town, or maybe right outside town, where you may have found someone who set up a little shooting range - even if it's not much more than a single target standing there in an empty field or park.
The sight that might be more surprising - if you recognize the girl - is Ange standing there, holding a bow as she's staring at the target, looking rather focused. It's been a long, long time since she bothered to practice archery before giving up on it, so the sight of her doing it again is certainly new to most people. (And not inspired at all by a specific person being on her mind, what do you mean--) She pulls back the string before releasing the arrow. It flies at the target, and..
.. It only hits one of the outer rings.
The girl mutters something under her breath, her steps more like stomps as she heads over to the target to retrieve the arrow, pulling it out. As she turns around to go back to where she was standing a moment ago to perhaps go for a second attempt, she'll spot you right there. She frowns, speaking up with a: ]
What are you looking at?
[ Is she embarrassed? A little more touchy than the usual, considering she doesn't seem to be wearing her poker face or her usual emotionless tone when she spoke up like that? Who knows. ]
( b. ange comes across you - only for existing cr! )
[ For once, Ange doesn't totally isolate in the face of what happened during the event. It's almost as if she learned something, ssshh.
Which means that at some point during the days right after the town returns back to normal, you may find Ange reaching out to you if she knows you. She'll be at your door if she knows where you live, but if she doesn't, she may have sent you a text to come meet up with her at a cafe in town.
Either way, regardless of whether you're greeting her at your doorstep or in the cafe, the girl scowls and immediately starts with: ]
Everything that happens in this place is such bullshit.
[ Okay, hi, hello to you too, Ange-- ]
( ooc: feel free to hit me up with either brackets or prose, i will match! or if you'd like to wildcard this or ask for a custom starter, feel free to let me know too, i'm very flexible! )
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It's why there's nothing to say here but, after a slight second of recovery-- ]
What are you?
[ Seriously. Luffy. What are you. How come you're this powerful and this stupid and weirdly obsessed with friendship? ]
I've never seen anyone act the way you do. Ever. [ And that's saying something, considering how much Ange thinks some other people in this place are total weirdos too!! ]
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Well, of course you haven't!!
[ he grins at her, then, with a smile that rivals the sun, just as burningly blind in its intensity. ] There's only one of me!
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Ange knows better by now than to question these things all over again, because she's never going to get an answer that makes sense to her. So rather than focusing on the answer he just gave, she's silent for the slightest moment before speaking up to say: ]
Did you die back there?
[ Maybe a little bit of a blunt question, but considering he's seemed to be able to laugh off pretty much anything in this place, Ange figures that it'll hardly even bother him. ]
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[ indeed, the question doesn't bother him at all — he answers it just as bluntly, head tipped back slightly. of course it doesn't bother him; death comes to everyone, eventually, after all.
and then, with a sideways tilt of his head, ]
You?
cw: talk bordering on suicidal ideation
But rather than saying anything expected after that initial answer of 'no', there's a slight pause, and then she just plainly says: ]
It probably would've been easier if I had died.
[ It doesn't sound as emotionless as Ange can sound at times. There's something heavier in her tone as she says it - something more sad. ]
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the slam of his hand on the table rattles everything on it. ]
Easier? [ a pause. his eyes don't waver from hers. ] Who for?
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[ If it wasn't for the fact that Ange's mind is so made up on this - has been made up on it for a long, long time now - then she likely would have wavered in the face of that overwhelming energy that the other sometimes seems to radiate.
But this belief has practically become structural. Like it's a part of her. It's why her answer is inevitable, even in the face of this energy. ]
Who else?
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his eyes flash. ]
Maybe. Dying's easy, isn't it? Cause your own death doesn't happen to you. It happens to other people.
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At least Ange understands a little of what's going on here. Mostly because she too has lost people through death. She figures that Luffy must have too, or else he wouldn't be reacting like this. He's only ever seen it from that side of the coin, surely.
It makes part of her want to just.. stop. To give up. Stop talking. Go back home. To not bother. It doesn't feel like she's doing anything good for anyone by saying it - part of the reason why she's kept these feelings all to herself all this time.
But maybe a part of her wants to be understood, rather than judged. ]
There's no one left for my death to happen to.
[ She doesn't look at him.
Instead she's just looking at the table between them. ]
No one would care. If anything, people are waiting for it in my world. Everyone is waiting for me to die.