Fact A-05: Worries and Insecurities

[hystorical]

[I. Phone | Filtered to residents of 913 Bilko | 26th September - Night]

Mokou? Are you alright? Did... something happen? [ she hasn't seen you in two whole days. That's abnormal ;_; ]

[II. Action | 1248 Williams Road | Housemates + Visitors only | 27th September - Morning]

[ She's on and about the morning chores as usual before she needs to head back

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IV

[letunityblossom]

If they've received anything from home, it will disappear if it's permanent.

IV

[hystorical]

[so, so hopeful!] And if they've lost anything, through the Post Office?

[letunityblossom]

That would disappear, too, since it would go along with something they received.

[hystorical]

[then... Mokou... she's not gone from the town...] That's a relief...

Thank you.

III

[midnight_chorus]

-Keine may notice that Mystia isn't at school at all, as well. Because I'm still on hiatus. THE POST'LL COME IN A WEEK, PROMISE.-

2

[mansfirsttrap]

[And sure enough, Enkidu does notice this much like an animal would sense something is amiss with their master, he does notice this with his own as he reaches over to place a hand on her shoulder.]

You're distracted. Is something the matter, Keine?

[hystorical]

It... [very brief hesitation. She isn't usually the type to pour out her own troubles to others, after all.] It's nothing. [So she says, as she gives a smile.

But it should be quite clear to see who hasn't been about the past few days, which is odd considering how often she usually is. And the highly possible reason for that.]

[mansfirsttrap]

Mmm...

[He pauses for a moment in thought and then frowns when the missing guest that is usually here... isn't here at all.]

Is it that young woman?

[hystorical]

I... [trailing off, not exactly expecting him to pick up on it.]

[the minor surprise wears off quickly though, and her expression returns to the downcast one from before.] That's right. She seems to have been droned.

I - HUSH SHE IS DRONED THE DRONES ARE ALL THE SAME AND NOT HARD TO RP

[paintme_crimson]

Oh, Mrs. Shamhat, I'm perfectly fine. Thank you for calling, though. It's very sweet of you to worry about me.

[hystorical]

... [the voice is unmistakable, but... "Mrs. Shamhat"? "It's very sweet of you to worry about me"?]

Mokou, it's not funny... Don't act as if you've been droned... [So, so panicky]

[paintme_crimson]

What ever are you talking about?

[hystorical]

I... No... [so much disbelief. This can't be happening!]

What... What about your arm?

III

[gunsgoldgirls]

[Walking by, Rudolf notices a girl by the school, and while there's nothing strange about that, it's easy enough to see she's a little down, if nothing else. And as a father missing his young daughter right about now, it's hard to just walk on by and not try to cheer her up a little.]

...Hey, kid, something wrong?

Re: III

[hystorical]

Ah. [she'll utter as she looks up at Rudolf, a little surprised to have someone actually approach her, asking if something was wrong. And in such a fashion.]

[And, "kid"?... Hmm. Well. She does look in her twenties, and the man does look to be his early forties, so she supposes that way of addressing can be expected. She'll rearrange her expression a little, so that it shows a tiny smile.] Oh, it's nothing to worry about.

[She'll set down her lunch, get up from the bench, so as to give him a bit of a curtsey in greeting] And a good afternoon to you, sir.

[gunsgoldgirls]

[Oh...well now this is awkward, he assumed she was a teenager at best, but getting closer, this girl certainly looks - and acts - more mature than that. Whatever, he's old and can call anyone whatever he wants, right? Right. Never admit to being wrong.]

Heh, you sure have good manners, you don't see that much these days.

[Then again, she has that 'shrine maiden air' about her...weird.]

[hystorical]

[She really is a well brought up, well-mannered young lady... As young as being more than a hundred years old can be, anyway.

Then again she could always be like Mokou, who has grown much older, but definitely hasn't grown up at all.

Ahh-- Thank you, young sir.

[whatareyoutalkingaboutshe'sahistoryteacher.]