pc call: Tsukasa

[laestrella]

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POST DONGATE

[laestrella]

[ Tsukasa can find her lying on the ground somewhere. Melting. Becoming one with the ground. She's covered in flour. Don't ask why]

[aspirings]

[You know, he's not processing The Horrors well, but he's at least shoving them under the rug to not look at them too closely--

But.

Things did just go crazy, and when he sees her on the floor, of course he assumes the worst.

And yelps as he zooms over.]

Don Quixote?!

[She's already turning white... like a ghost..... (it's flour, Tsukasa).]

[laestrella]

Ahh...Young Tsukasa, I am seeing stars. They spin in circles and circles...

[There's an empty bag of flour next to her and a fallen stool. Looks like she got knocked out?]

[aspirings]

[oh thank god she's alive

He reaches out cautiously to offer her a hand up.]

What... what happened?

[FLOUR?]

Here, sit up very slowly.

[laestrella]

Hnnngh...my lack of vertical placement in the world hath truly foiled me today. [Don Quixote sits up with Tsukasa's help and promptly starts sneezing]

AAAACHOOO! [Sniff] The bag of flour was a little more out of my reach than I hath believed.

[aspirings]

[He immediately reaches into his pocket for a handkerchief, because of course these princely school outfits have them.

Which he offers.]

... Oh. I see. You were trying to grab the flour and fell.

[... whew.]

I was really worried, you know! You should be more careful! [After the Horrors.]

Here, I'll help clean up.

[laestrella]

[Ah, a true prince. She takes it and wipes her face]

Truly, Young Tsukasa thy's kindness is incomparable.

[ she is Moved]

[aspirings]

[While she does that, he'll go hunting for a broom to start sweeping this mess up.

And with broom in hand, of course he will strike a pose.]

But of course! How could I be an ever-reliable big brother and upperclassman if not for that?

[Beaming!!!

And now he'll come over to start sweeping up the flour.]

[laestrella]

Verily, thy actions prove thine self worthy of that title.

[ Once Tsukasa has the broom and she's less flour coated, she'll get the mop and bucket. Cleaaann]

week 1, post-body discovery

[aspirings]

[It takes him some time to venture out again.

He's shaken still, of course, but...

He also needs some air. Or "air". Whatever passes for fresh air in this place.

So he wanders out into the courtyard, and grimaces to have found himself here, with the rows and rows of gravestones. He's... frozen, unable to move forward, and unable to leave.

And completely unaware that someone else is out here too.]

[laestrella]

[It is not the worst corpse Don Quixote has encountered. Indeed, with her memories returned to her, she holds the memory of giant bloodfiends dripping with waterfalls of blood sinking their teeth into unfortunate human corpses that take shape starkly in her mind. Her own body, flayed to shreds earlier on. The cruelty of N-Corporation.

But, she had not known those people. But she did know Lavi, as brief as their acquaintanceship had been.

And she knows that not all had seen what she had seen, and needed comfort for they were just civilians. And what was a Great Fixer to do but protect them?]

Young Tsukasa!

[She calls out and crosses the courtyard in a few quick steps]

'Tis not a good decision to be on your own.

[Hand on your shoulder. Come on, friend.]

Art thou feeling unwell?

[aspirings]

[Ah.

He jumps at her calling out to him, and then she's there, resting a hand on his shoulder. For a moment, he just stares at her, surprise plain on his face.

And then he swallows, and can't seem to muster a smile.]

Oh--no. No, I'm... fine!

[Probably.

... Wait, she's out here too. So...]

Are you... also okay?

[laestrella]

Yes. 'Tis currently my greatest wish to uncover the truth, and expose such villainy to the world. A Fixer doth not look away from evils.

[She'll take her detective hat off, and put it on Tsukasa's head]

Thou needs not to trouble thyself with falsehoods. If thou is in pain, speaketh clearly. I will support you, Tsukasa.

[aspirings]

[Oh, she called him out so easily. That's so... not star-like of him at all.

He blinks as the hat is plopped on his head, and quietly, he reaches up to gently touch the fabric.]

I, ah--seem to have worried you...! But really, I'm... [Fine.

He hesitates, frowning.]

... It was just a surprise. I didn't think someone would really... [Do it.]

[laestrella]

I understand. Thy heart is too kind to witness such horrific actions. 'Tis hath been truly cruel. [She looks at Lavi's grave. Empty still, surely] The Dramaturge Esquire's warnings still echo in mine heart.

[aspirings]

[He also finds his gaze drawn towards the grave, and he swallows tightly.]

Right... they... did try to warn us. Or... inform us.

[It's unbelievable, and yet...]

I can't believe I really thought it would just be a performance.

[laestrella]

...if one is not familiar with villains such as these, 'tis only natural. [She pauses for a moment]

...Tsukasa, I hath spent two centuries in oblivion, with no memory of my past, with no understanding of the world I hath inhabit. I was...delusional. Yet, those delusions saved me, and brought light into the world of my companions. 'Tis not shameful to retreat until thou gains strength in mind and soul.

[In other words, if Tsukasa needs to think of this as an elaborate performance or play to keep himself sane, she will protect him]

Regardless, I shall stay at thine side, as sword and shield, till thoust feel ready to stand steady.

Week 3: POST EXECUTION

[laestrella]

[HAVE A KNOCKING UPON THEE DOOR, YOUNG TSUKASA. Let her in!!!]

[aspirings]

[help

OF COURSE HE WILL LET HER IN.]

Don Quixote?!

[laestrella]

Tsukasa!! Shall we have a manicure?

[Holding up the kit, eyes sparkling. Lets gooo. No signs of her earlier terminal depression!!!]

[aspirings]

[She has rebounded so fast...

... Part of Tsukasa is impressed and amazed, and part of him is somehow even more worried about her now.]

I--

[Still. It's Don Quixote.]

--of course. I'd like that a lot. Let's do it. Here, we can sit over here while we do our nails.

[laestrella]

[She can rebound! She's fine. Totally normal. Yes]

I hath bought a few colours in case thou felt like a rainbow!

[Coming in, sitting down where Tsukasa gestures. She's not as good as Aerith and Lilia, but at the very least she knows how to paint within the lines]

[aspirings]

[It's about the intent, anyway!!! Mostly. Tsukasa might fix them later but he'll do it with love--]

A rainbow...! You truly are prepared!

[A slow breath in, and he manages a brighter smile, presenting a hand. (Nails, perfect. Hands, perfectly maintained.)]

In that case, I'd like to request pink! And perhaps gold as well!

[laestrella]

[Setting it out. Aerith's colour and Don's colour. Perfect]

Hmm...what if we do these nails pink and this one gold?

[She's taking this very seriously, as she takes his hand and points it out]

[aspirings]

[She is taking it so seriously. Tsukasa just beams in response, of course.]

That sounds excellent! I'm happy to leave it to your artistic vision, Don Quixote. Dazzle me with your skills!