thenearshore | ( open ) for three weeks, she sleeps through the rain

Who: Naminé and you! (+Add (

subtract) in the second prompt)
Where: A bunch of places
When: Throughout April
What: An open log!
Warnings: None for now; will updated if necessary.

[ A: Throughout April ]

[ Well, it's time for Naminé to do some exploring, so she's traveling around to different shrines. She doesn't really enter unless she has explicit permission; instead, Naminé has a sketchbook and pencil in hand. She's... drawing what she sees? It's mostly for practice, and Naminé doesn't think she's that great, but that's what practice is for!

She's pretty into it, but she'll talk to anyone who approaches her. ]

[ B: April 12, guest starring Add ]

[ Her good day couldn't last very long, could it? Definitely not. She's absolutely just minding her business, and her attention's a little off right now, since she's reading a book... but she does look up just several moments before she bumps right into--

Add?

This can only go well. ]

O-oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-- are you okay?

[ C: Last half of April ]

[ April hasn't been a terrible month! Naminé has decided to go out and explore the different businesses--specifically, an ice cream shop, a book store, an art store--she's just browsing, mostly, except in the ice cream shop. Maybe someone sees a book in her hand that they recognize; maybe they're curious about the way she's scrutinizing the art supplies; or maybe they find her looking at the different ice cream flavors and deciding what to get....

Or maybe she's somewhere else? There are a lot of places here, after all! ]

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I wouldn't have thought anyone did if I didn't have some kind of proof in me even being here as them. They're one of the ones that should be in a museum.

[Well, there probably are artifacts from said god in museums somewhere, but as far as he's concerned the god itself probably should have stayed in it with them.

He has to admit he hasn't heard of Selene either, but the name rings a bell, and he gives her an odd aside glance.]

I'm guessing Selene has something to do with the moon. [It's a wild guess based on someone else he knew with a similar name, but it's the best foundation he has right now.]

Oh. [ ... ] A museum? Why?

[ So many questions--she hopes he doesn't mind. ]

Yes, Selene is the goddess of the moon. [ Which is... pretty important, so why her... ]

Nekhbet is a god that was worshipped in ancient times, and didn't make it to the present day even if the civilisation did in some form. It belongs with its relics.

[Someone isn't particularly big on the idea of ressurrecting ancient gods for very little reason. Then again, he's had prayers, so presumably there are some people desperate enough to pray to that.

At her response, he gives an almost satisfied nod.]

I thought so. Serena associated herself too much with it for me to think it was coincidence.

[ That's... sad. Naminé can't help but wonder how Nekhbet felt about that, to fade into obscurity... to be forgotten. She's not sure how to reply to that, so... ]

Um, Serena?

[There's a dismissive shake of the head from Shun.]

It's not important. Just somebody from home.

[Who happens to look like his sister, and that's not really a train of thought he wants to get onto right now. So instead, he glances at Naminé's sketchbook.]

How many shrines have you been to so far?

[ She nods; she drops the subject, at least. ]

Well... yours is the first I've drawn.

[That seems a little odd to him, but it doesn't come through in more than what might be a slightly confused blink.]

Did you find it first, then?

[ She nods slowly. ]

Yes. Is that... odd?

[That was actually the less odd of the options, so he shakes his head.]

It would have been stranger if that wasn't it, because then I'd be wondering what the hell made my shrine the first one interesting enough to draw.

[He doesn't really have an eye for that sort of thing, but drawing attention isn't something he much wants in a shrine.]

Oh. [ ... ] Well... I think all the shrines are interesting and beautiful, in their own ways. Even if someone doesn't think so... there's something special about each of them.

I don't. It's a place to travel, and that's it. But if you think there's something that interesting about it, I can't tell you there isn't.

[In the end, they're just seeing it in different ways.]

Mm.

[ ... small talk is hard. ]

Um. Would you like the drawing when I've finished it?

Keep it. It might as well be with someone who actually appreciates that sort of thing.

[In any case, he's not much for small talk either, and she's clearly not got much more to say. He had his question answered, which is all that really mattered to him.

Taking a few steps past her, he inclines his head in brief recognition.]

Do what you want, then, if that's all you were here for.

Alright. Um...

[ ... ]

Thank you... for letting me draw here.

All I was doing was making sure you weren't doing something worse. Don't put too much stock in it.

[And on that less than charming note, he walks away.]

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