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 Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 7:04 pm
The soft, almost tearful sound of a violin reverberated just outside of Riyo's door as the feline tried to calm her shot nerves with a sound she'd fallen in love with so long ago. It had taken her a long time to master anything resembling a technique in the strings of the wooden instrument, considering how she'd picked it up on a strong impulse after meeting... That boil on the streets.
She had hoped for many years that her FEAR would be much like the violin in her hands. Intimidating at first, but after enough practice it just... Comes to you.
It never did, and yesterday had been a fine reminder of that. The pain of her bandaged arm was no measure to her damaged pride. Mitsu and Shun had seen her at one of the worst moments, and the cat ghoul still hadn't managed to forgive herself for it. "Stupid..." She mumbled as the bow carried out a sad tune.
Lucky for her, she had no classes today. That gave her some time to heal physically... And mentally. It also gave her time to think on whether she should apologize to Mitsu or not. Some days, the fact that Riyo treated the ghoul so badly escaped her... But... They were becoming more scarce now. Her resolve was weakening. The comfort she found in herself, decreasing. It was only a matter of time now... Wasn't it?
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 7:30 pm
Mitsu had been worried about Riyo since the other day. The random exposure to her FEAR and the fact that the ghoul had been attacked by her own creation (Cats...always cats) had to be traumatizing. Mitsu had let a couple of days go by and had spotted the feline in a class but had yet to speak with her. Maybe it was time she went to check on her, herself? Riyo couldn't be too hard to find right?
Heading toward the the demon dorms Mitsu started her search and quickly realized she wasn't going to get anywhere fast. She remembered that Mac had found out where her dorm was and had used the same technique to find Riyo's room number. Not that it helped lead her any closer to the dorm in question. The slip of paper with a room number on it gave her little guidance as far as directions.
Frowning behind her mask Mitsu looked up toward the room numbers around her. She wasn't getting anywhere just standing around. And thus her search had begun.
....nearly half an hour later having stopped for directions twice Mitsu was finally in the right hallway. At least she hoped she was. She had laid out a path to her room in the monster dorms but the demon dorms were still quite a mystery to her. Fingers clutching the paper in her hands she counted off the room numbers as she got closer. A little further down the hall and she started to hear music. The soft and sad sound of a violin.
Curious Mitsu started to follow the noise instead, her ears twitching as she came to a stop outside the door it was originating from. Well...wouldn't you know it. Taking in a deep breath Mitsu raised her hand for a moment prepared to knock but paused, hesitated. Would Riyo still be mad like she was the other day? Mitsu's eyebrows knitted together in worry for a moment before she finally brought her hand closer giving a light knock to the door. She would never find out if she didn't knock.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 8:49 pm
The sound of the instrument promptly stopped when Riyo's ears caught the knock. Who could that be?
Before answering, she promptly placed her violin and bow back in it's case and shut it. After which she tossed on her coat and moved towards the over-locked portal.
There were clicking sounds on the other side before the door opened a crack. There was still a chain in tact for the occasion that whomever had decided to visit was unwelcome. Though, immediately Riyo could see such was not the case. "Hey Mitsu." The cat ghoul said quietly, using everything she had to tuck away the guild inside her. It was obvious she was anything but mad at the meek lycan.
"Hold on." For a moment, the door closed to remove the chain, a muffled sound of jingling metal quickly cut off by the reopening of the over glorified chunk of wood.
"Come in." The ghoul stepped aside to let Mitsu take a step into her dorm, the fact that she was so unperturbed was a good sign that something was wrong.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 9:01 pm
Mitsu waited silently hearing that the violin music had come to a stop. Her ears twitched trying to listen for any sound of movement and she nearly jumped when the first few sounds of clicking occurred as Riyo began to work at her locks. It...seemed to take a while before Riyo was through and even then she wasn't done, there was still a chain attaching her door to the frame.
"H..Hi Riyo," Mitsu responded in turn with as soft of a tone. When Riyo told her to hold on Mitsu took a step back as the door closed again hearing the chain rustling on the other side. Soon the door was opened again and this time fully to allow her entrance.
With a nod Mitsu slowly stepped inside a little on edge by Riyo's sudden new demeanor. The other day must have really effected her. "I..I came to see how you were doing." Mitsu started. "I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to you...since the other day." Her voice trailed off softly before she faced Riyo fully.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 6:34 am
Listening to the lupine quietly, Riyo glanced away at the mention of the recent past. Silently, she turned around to move into the kitchen and make some tea. "I'm no better or worse than I was a few days ago." The ghoul finally answered, gaze fixated on the kettle. Honestly, she wasn't sure how true that statement was. But hey, wouldn't be the first time she lied, right?
"What about you, Mitsu?" Her tone was very curious. "How are you doing after that? Moreover, do you still think I'm worth fighting for?" Carefully she moved the kettle over to the stove and turned it on high. There was still a part of her that wished the lycan would just give up while she was ahead. Realize that what she was doing simply wasn't worth it, but the part of her that wanted to cave at these whims was growing larger by the day. It was... A little frightening.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 10:32 am
No better or worse? Mitsu wasn't sure if that was true. The usual demeanor that Riyo often showed her just wasn't there. Something was off but Mitsu wasn't sure her presence would really fix anything.
"I..I'm doing okay." She shuffled her feet nervously as she watched Riyo move to the kitchen to fiddle with a tea kettle. "If...if I didn't think you were worth it...I probably wouldn't have come. I wanted to make sure you were okay." It was a statement of fact. If Mitsu had been too freaked out by the idea she probably would have avoided Riyo straight out and not sought her out to make sure she was doing alright.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 12:34 pm
"You can sit down at the table. My cats have their own room. They won't bother you." Riyo pointed out as the water started to boil. Ironic, since the teacups she pulled out had pictures of kittens on them. Secretly, Riyo's heart bled for the smaller, less intelligent versions of herself. They were the only things that failed to stab her in the back.
The comment about being worth it made the feline tense up slightly, her tail abnormally still. "Mitsu, you barely know anything about me. How are you so sure I'm 'worth it'?" Her tone wasn't argumentative as it usually was. It lacked that aggressive spunk it usually had.
"If it's just because I look like a lonely person, I'd rather you not seek friendship out of pity for me."
The kettle made a loud whistling noise, signaling that the water was scalding hot enough for a good mouth-burning cup of tea. Grabbing it with... A cat paw kitchen glove, she poured two cups and tossed the little tea bags in before hauling them over to the table. She hadn't bothered to ask if Mitsu wanted any. If she didn't, Riyo would simply pour it out when she left. "And if it's just because you want a friend collection, I think you'll find my upkeep is more than it's worth." What did she mean by that? She might clarify in time... Or it might clarify itself depending on how things worked out.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 10:14 pm
Sit down? Mitsu looked about for a moment before spotting the table. Moving toward it she hesitantly took a seat all the while still watching Riyo fiddle with the kettle. "M..Most people don't know anything about one another when they first meet." Mitsu said softly, tilting her head slightly. Friendship was about getting to know one another, though Mitsu remembered Riyo had stated her thoughts on friendship already.
"I don't pity you," noting the lack of bite the feline's tone usually had Mitsu continued. She seemed rather placid though it was still plain to see she was going to fight this friend business to the very end. "and....I..I don't want you to think I'm trying to force my friendship on you." Mitsu stammered a little eyeing the little paw shaped mitten Riyo used to grab the kettle with.
"That's not to say I wouldn't mind being your friend." She continued now staring at the cute kitten covered tea cup placed in front of her. Cat things...everywhere. Never not cats. "Upkeep or not.."
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 1:33 pm
Taking a seat across from the lupine, Riyo silently listened to Mitsu's explanations as she stared into the cup of tea, watching the new substance slowly engulf the clear water. Sure. She had points. Riyo would admit that... To herself. There was still that hissing voice in the back of her head, though. The fear of handing anybody her complete trust.
Instead of continuing the friendship conversation, the feline decided to divert to something else for the moment.
"I'm sorry." She started, taking the spoon from the saucer to stir her beverage. "I'm sorry for what happened the other day... And I'm sorry for what I said to you." Her inability to look Mitsu in the eyes gave hints to the shame she felt. "Honestly, I don't know much about you. No idea where you come from, what you aspire to be, or just how reliable you are..." The feline sighed, her tail swaying behind her around the chair legs. "... But you didn't deserve that. You seem like a genuine person, from what I can see. It was cruel of me to say such things." Most of the time, Riyo did her best not to think about the mean-spirited things she said to people. It was easy to do 90% of the time... But Mitsu had never even sneered at one thing she had said. Well. As far as the feline could tell. That mask kinda hindered her from being able to see.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 8:46 pm
The topic was quickly averted as Riyo moved on to something else. Mitsu supposed that was fine. If the feline was uncomfortable with the topic she wouldn't press it.
Looking down at her cup as the liquid slowly darkened, Mitsu simply fiddled with the teabag string. It wasn't until Riyo began to apologize that the lycan looked up again. "I..It's okay." Mitsu said softly. She had done her best to not think about it really though it had been hard. Mostly her thoughts had been worry on how the feline had been doing. Riyo had been injured after all. "You were upset." And people didn't always mean what they said when they were upset...and sometimes they meant exactly what they said but Mitsu liked to give a benefit of a doubt. Riyo didn't seem all bad, her only problem was she wanted to push people away. Mitsu was trying hard to do the opposite.
"How is your arm doing?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 10:21 pm
Mitsu always said it was okay... But Riyo had to wonder if it really was.
"My arm is fine." Riyo said simply, her opposite hand reaching to touch where the bite had been. "Not the first time such a thing has happened, after all." It was a hard thing for her to admit. She didn't like people knowing her weaknesses... But her FEAR was certainly one of them.
As the feline removed the spoon from her cup, she lifted it to her lips. No sugar or anything. Just good ol' bitter tea.
"If you want me to be your friend, prove that I can trust you." Riyo mumbled out of the blue after she returned the cup to it's saucer. "I don't know how you'll go about doing that, but..."
"... I was hurt by the people who were closest to me a long time ago, and I can't handle much more of it." The ghoul's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke those words. Admitting it was admitting to herself that she had been hurt as well... It was a can of worms she had avoided opening for a long time.
It was a small glance of what Riyo kept hidden behind her impenetrable fortress, but by no means a crack in the wall.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 11:12 pm
"Prove that you can trust me?" Mitsu asked tilting her head. Riyo didn't know how she could do that...and Mitsu wasn't entirely certain either. "I..I guess I will have to think about it." She would try though. It was always worth trying for right? Even Mac hadn't turned out to be entirely scary when he wasn't under stress.
Ears folding back again, Mitsu was sad to hear that Riyo had been hurt. It explained a few things if the ghoul was so distrusting. Though, in her own way Mitsu understood mistrusting others. She had yet to really be comfortable enough around more than a few people to show her face. A worthless face with no purpose.
"I..I'm sorry to hear." Mitsu said softly still staring down at her cup of tea now that the liquid had grown completely dark. "I can't imagine what it must have been like." Though maybe she could, though she would never say it out loud. For the longest time she had imagined her family had abandoned her to live with the scientist that was now her caretaker.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 9:37 am
Yes. The more time Mitsu had to think, the less she would probably realize it was worth it.
For a few silent moments, Riyo stared down at the tea in her cup and thought about the past. About her mother, what she remembered of her father, the maids, the business... And him. Mr. Lyle...
"No, you can't. Considering I haven't told you." Riyo rolled her eyes and sighed. "I'm dealing with it the best that I can." No she wasn't. She wasn't dealing with it at all. She was trying to ignore everything, to never think about it again.
"Mitsu... Do you have parents?" The ghoul asked quietly while she spun the cup around on its saucer. "You don't... Have to answer or anything."
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 11:55 am
Mitsu's ears fell back a bit at Riyo's tone though she managed to miss the eye roll. It was hard to say for Mitsu if Riyo was dealing with it or not. Perhaps it had been rather traumatic. If she had been hurt by her brother..
"Parents?" There was a bit of silence that followed before Mitsu decided that she could share. "No I....I used to. It's been a long time since they were around." Mitsu explained. "I think I was five when I saw them last." That didn't explain much on what had happened to them but Mitsu herself really didn't know. One day they were there and the next they weren't.
"What about you?" Mitsu asked in return. If Riyo asked her about parents it was safe to ask her in return right?
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 12:39 pm
Riyo didn't seem too surprised to hear that Mitsu didn't have parents, or rather, that her parents had been lost. The feline knew that feeling. "I imagine that left you feeling unwanted..." Because... That was how she felt.
When Mitsu mirrored the question back at her, Riyo stopped fiddling with her cup and leaned back in her chair, her crimson eyes glancing across the bland ceiling. "My parents... Were never really parents, I guess."
With a sigh, she continued. "Like you, my father left at a very young age." Because he hadn't wanted her, like mother always said. "And my mother treated her company more like her child.." The feline's clawed hands twiddled in her lap as she recalled the memories. "It really doesn't matter now though, I suppose. She made a huge miscalculation and now she's..." What was a pleasant way to phrase it? "Indisposed of." Not dead. Worse.
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