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priforprince) wrote in thenearshore2017-02-07 07:48 am
Open ♔ The Rows of Her Sighs
Who: Hibiki Shikyoin priforprince and you!
What: Lots of opportunities to bother Hibiki.
When: June 10-12, 2016
Where: A Near Shore coffeeshop; Apollo’s temple
Summary: Hibiki had thought she knew how to get home. She didn’t. So she tries to do something about it and fails.
[ I. June 10 - God in the Shell ]
[ Having taken a nasty shock during her shopping trip toPHarajuku, Hibiki’s kept to her temple for the past few days. The Wi-Fi signal there has grown…suboptimal, however…so today finds her at a Near Shore coffeeshop offering unnecessarily fancily-sized drinks and various pastries to complement them. (You know the one.)
Cup in one hand and laptop in the other, Hibiki’s currently occupying a table originally intended to seat a party of 6 all by her fabulous, intellectual self - and she does look the part. Knowing she’d be starting the day working on the computer, she’s attired herself in a button-down cardigan and a pair of glasses.
How well she manages to keep up the calm, confident air with which she’s typing, however, may depend on at what point you enter this coffeeshop. Right after they’ve opened, Hibiki’s spirits and hopes are high. Even if PriPara hadn’t been where she’d expected to find it, its system is so poorly-guarded that even a monkey could hack it! She’ll just create a backdoor for herself and slip on in. Any moment now, this will work…
….By noon, her table is decorated with three or four scattered, empty cups and a single pastry wrapper, and Hibiki has her legs crossed beneath herself as she types, frowning. Interrupting her looks near-impossible.
………..By dinnertime, the table is positively littered with cups and wrappers. Some have even fallen, unheeded, to the floor. Hibiki herself has slumped so far down in her seat that her feet are sticking out from the opposite side of the table. One is jiggling up and down, and is a prime tripping hazard.
She’s still occasionally pressing a button or moving her trackpad, but behind those glasses, Hibiki’s eyes have taken on the same dull sheen as her computer screen. ]
[ II. June 10 - Homewired Bound ]
[ Of course it’s raining. Just like it has been all day. Why wouldn’t it.
Hibiki is…shaky, to say the least….when she finally leaves the coffeeshop. (The shock of the day’s events, of course. Nothing to do with how her blood is probably more caffeine than iron right now.) Something moves behind her. She jumps, whirling around. ]
Wh—
[ III. June 11 - Reading Rainbummed ]
[ Hibiki is so used to having her butler take care of everything that she has no idea her temple’s front door is unlocked. If you wander in, and happen to come upon this sitting room, you’ll find a pair of spellbooks lying on the ground. One is spread-eagled, pages bent; the other had the good fortune to land with its cover shut. Either way, they have the appearance of unfortunate items cast aside in a fit of pique.
For some reason.
Deeper within the private areas of her temple (behind, in other words, at least one more unlocked door), a third door slams. ]
[ IV. June 12 - Bring Movie to Life ]
[ She’s still keeping to her private quarters, but Hibiki has reached a point where she can sit upright again. Currently she’s got a movie going on one of the countless projector screens in her temple, and the Heavens’ BBS up on her laptop on the couch next to her, but she isn’t paying attention to either. Instead, she has her head averted as she slouches, not really looking at anything in particular.
Clearly this means it’s a good time to bother her. She very obviously doesn’t have anything else going on. ]
priforprince and you!What: Lots of opportunities to bother Hibiki.
When: June 10-12, 2016
Where: A Near Shore coffeeshop; Apollo’s temple
Summary: Hibiki had thought she knew how to get home. She didn’t. So she tries to do something about it and fails.
[ I. June 10 - God in the Shell ]
[ Having taken a nasty shock during her shopping trip to
Cup in one hand and laptop in the other, Hibiki’s currently occupying a table originally intended to seat a party of 6 all by her fabulous, intellectual self - and she does look the part. Knowing she’d be starting the day working on the computer, she’s attired herself in a button-down cardigan and a pair of glasses.
How well she manages to keep up the calm, confident air with which she’s typing, however, may depend on at what point you enter this coffeeshop. Right after they’ve opened, Hibiki’s spirits and hopes are high. Even if PriPara hadn’t been where she’d expected to find it, its system is so poorly-guarded that even a monkey could hack it! She’ll just create a backdoor for herself and slip on in. Any moment now, this will work…
….By noon, her table is decorated with three or four scattered, empty cups and a single pastry wrapper, and Hibiki has her legs crossed beneath herself as she types, frowning. Interrupting her looks near-impossible.
………..By dinnertime, the table is positively littered with cups and wrappers. Some have even fallen, unheeded, to the floor. Hibiki herself has slumped so far down in her seat that her feet are sticking out from the opposite side of the table. One is jiggling up and down, and is a prime tripping hazard.
She’s still occasionally pressing a button or moving her trackpad, but behind those glasses, Hibiki’s eyes have taken on the same dull sheen as her computer screen. ]
[ II. June 10 - Homewired Bound ]
[ Of course it’s raining. Just like it has been all day. Why wouldn’t it.
Hibiki is…shaky, to say the least….when she finally leaves the coffeeshop. (The shock of the day’s events, of course. Nothing to do with how her blood is probably more caffeine than iron right now.) Something moves behind her. She jumps, whirling around. ]
Wh—
[ III. June 11 - Reading Rainbummed ]
[ Hibiki is so used to having her butler take care of everything that she has no idea her temple’s front door is unlocked. If you wander in, and happen to come upon this sitting room, you’ll find a pair of spellbooks lying on the ground. One is spread-eagled, pages bent; the other had the good fortune to land with its cover shut. Either way, they have the appearance of unfortunate items cast aside in a fit of pique.
For some reason.
Deeper within the private areas of her temple (behind, in other words, at least one more unlocked door), a third door slams. ]
[ IV. June 12 - Bring Movie to Life ]
[ She’s still keeping to her private quarters, but Hibiki has reached a point where she can sit upright again. Currently she’s got a movie going on one of the countless projector screens in her temple, and the Heavens’ BBS up on her laptop on the couch next to her, but she isn’t paying attention to either. Instead, she has her head averted as she slouches, not really looking at anything in particular.
Clearly this means it’s a good time to bother her. She very obviously doesn’t have anything else going on. ]