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voidtreckerexpress2021-01-10 07:26 pm
singlefaith) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2021-01-10 07:26 pm
And all my walls began to shake
Who: Ran (both closed and open prompts)
Where: Various
When: In the few days after departing the Winter Faire after this log and after new arrivals
What: Ran deals with the aftermath of learning about Shinichi
Warnings: N/A?
A. Closed to Ai - The night after the fair, after carrying him back to the train, Ran had holed up in one of the quiet rooms with him, talking. Exhaustion -- mental, emotional, and physical -- had seeped in, and she'd slowly drifted off as they spoke. At some point he'd woken her up, encouraged her to go to bed, and she'd stumbled half-asleep down the darkened hallways to her cabin, crawling into her bed for full rest.
In the morning she awakens still wearing the same clothes she had the day before, her hair mussed, dark marks beneath her eyes. Climbing down the ladder to her bunk, she catches sight of Ai still sleeping. She pauses a moment, a small furrow between her brows -- then grabs her gi and goes to change. She'll return in a few minutes to put last night's clothes on the bed.
B. Open - Ran will slowly seek out a few people who Shinichi has indicated know about him over the next few days, so feel free to reply as though she's found them if your character is one of these. Alternatively, they (or anyone else) can find her in the gym, spa, or kitchen:
Gym - Ran is most often here, attacking the practice dummies and bags with unusual focus and fervor -- sometimes to the point where she looks as though she could have well killed one if it had been alive. Indeed, she has snapped one of the bags from its chain again, and one of the dummies is looking more than a little worse for wear.
Spa - Find Ran in the sauna, wrapped up in a towel and trying to listen to birdsongs. She may get awkward and leave, though, if someone male enters.
Kitchen - Ran stress cooks. Though it's not her team's turn to prepare food, she can likely be found in the kitchen either puzzling over one of the new recipes or trying to make something good out of what basic ingredients are available. Again, much focus, and possibly more mess than she normally makes.
Where: Various
When: In the few days after departing the Winter Faire after this log and after new arrivals
What: Ran deals with the aftermath of learning about Shinichi
Warnings: N/A?
A. Closed to Ai - The night after the fair, after carrying him back to the train, Ran had holed up in one of the quiet rooms with him, talking. Exhaustion -- mental, emotional, and physical -- had seeped in, and she'd slowly drifted off as they spoke. At some point he'd woken her up, encouraged her to go to bed, and she'd stumbled half-asleep down the darkened hallways to her cabin, crawling into her bed for full rest.
In the morning she awakens still wearing the same clothes she had the day before, her hair mussed, dark marks beneath her eyes. Climbing down the ladder to her bunk, she catches sight of Ai still sleeping. She pauses a moment, a small furrow between her brows -- then grabs her gi and goes to change. She'll return in a few minutes to put last night's clothes on the bed.
B. Open - Ran will slowly seek out a few people who Shinichi has indicated know about him over the next few days, so feel free to reply as though she's found them if your character is one of these. Alternatively, they (or anyone else) can find her in the gym, spa, or kitchen:
Gym - Ran is most often here, attacking the practice dummies and bags with unusual focus and fervor -- sometimes to the point where she looks as though she could have well killed one if it had been alive. Indeed, she has snapped one of the bags from its chain again, and one of the dummies is looking more than a little worse for wear.
Spa - Find Ran in the sauna, wrapped up in a towel and trying to listen to birdsongs. She may get awkward and leave, though, if someone male enters.
Kitchen - Ran stress cooks. Though it's not her team's turn to prepare food, she can likely be found in the kitchen either puzzling over one of the new recipes or trying to make something good out of what basic ingredients are available. Again, much focus, and possibly more mess than she normally makes.
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"So long as you tried, does it matter how it turns out? It's not like we're lacking for ingredients."
Ran is probably doing a lot better than Dairine would. Most of her cooking adventures have been simple things, like pasta.
She looks at the page with some curiosity. "Savory tarts? That does sound fiddly."
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That all sounds innocuous, doesn't it? It's probably a testament to Ran's state of mind that she's getting as close to the truth as she is.
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Plus, Ran is Shinichi's girlfriend. She's gotta check in with her too by friend proxy.
"Something on your mind?"
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There's a little pang at that -- people who have known Shinichi for less time than she has -- still managed to learn and become privy to what was going on . . . yet she had been kept in the dark. People she doesn't even know well -- and maybe not at all in some cases -- know. It's a strange, alienating thought, and for a moment it hurts like needles in her chest.
She doesn't blame Dairine, though, or expect that the other girl would have or should have said something. It's just the situation that hurts . . . and which probably will hurt for some time yet.
She grapples for a moment with whether or not to say anything aloud. Already there's been too long of a pause. Then, at last, quietly, simply: "I found out."
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That one short syllable already says enough: Dairine knows exactly what Ran means. It wasn't hard, given she had seen Shinichi's taller look at the Winter Faire. But even if Shinichi had never appeared on the train, she probably still would make the same guess.
Sighing, she leans on the kitchen counter, her snack mission temporarily abandoned.
"I'm guessing it wasn't exactly intentional," she says slowly, almost like a question but with a tired expectancy. She's seen how this plays out. And Conan is, once you know him, remarkably predictable.