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thenearshore2016-09-03 04:12 pm
young_oldman) wrote in thenearshore2016-09-03 04:12 pm
Just a spoonful of sugar
Who: Sanae Kochiya and Lu Meng
What: Prayer 13
When: April 20th
Where: Around the city
Warnings: None
[Journeys to the near shore are always as exhilarating as they are exhausting. It's easy to be overwhelmed by all the sights and sounds of the modern world, to gape at every new marvel and stare at every feat once deemed impossible to man, but lo and behold! Men can now fly into the sky on metal carts that can lift themselves up into the air and soar seemingly with ease.
So much to see, to observe, to take in and experience. And all so temptingly within reach.
He resolves to someday come to this world on his own time. But for today there's work to be done, and he's keeping his attention focused solely on the latest prayer that's made it's way to his god's ears:
"I can't stop sneezing and I'm not getting nearly enough sleep. If I don't get my allergies under control soon, things are going to start getting bad, ugh."
It had taken only a little explanation on what allergies are. The issue was that the man didn't have enough money to go see a doctor...which was how the two of them ended up pouring over books and websites featuring both traditional and modern medication for a bad case of sinus. Finding a book on traditional Chinese medicine gave him a jolt of familiarity and nostalgia; it's heartening to know that the knowledge from this time has lived on even until today. He doesn't dwell too long on it though lest his thoughts take a less favourable turn; he doesn't want to risk wondering too much about the past. Instead he must dedicate his mind and focus to the time he has now and the task ahead of him.
It's Sanae that discovers a potential cure, though the strange reaction she had when she first spoke up about it made him a little wary.]
I didn't know you were familiar with a healer's art as well, Lady Kochiya. [An innocent enough remark to get this round of interrogation started. He sticks close to her as they cross the road, passing out apologies as unsuspecting passer-bys accidentally bump into him. To his side he can hear and see the metal carriages that run without horses, held at bay by the red light above the pedestrian walk. Seeing them all lined up, rumbling and ready to screech forward at the first flash of green makes him slightly nervous, but he does a good job hiding it, focusing instead on the list of items they were going to need to make this home cure for allergies.]
Nor did I know that ivy comes in more colours than just green. Blue ivy...I wonder how it turned such a strange shade.
What: Prayer 13
When: April 20th
Where: Around the city
Warnings: None
[Journeys to the near shore are always as exhilarating as they are exhausting. It's easy to be overwhelmed by all the sights and sounds of the modern world, to gape at every new marvel and stare at every feat once deemed impossible to man, but lo and behold! Men can now fly into the sky on metal carts that can lift themselves up into the air and soar seemingly with ease.
So much to see, to observe, to take in and experience. And all so temptingly within reach.
He resolves to someday come to this world on his own time. But for today there's work to be done, and he's keeping his attention focused solely on the latest prayer that's made it's way to his god's ears:
"I can't stop sneezing and I'm not getting nearly enough sleep. If I don't get my allergies under control soon, things are going to start getting bad, ugh."
It had taken only a little explanation on what allergies are. The issue was that the man didn't have enough money to go see a doctor...which was how the two of them ended up pouring over books and websites featuring both traditional and modern medication for a bad case of sinus. Finding a book on traditional Chinese medicine gave him a jolt of familiarity and nostalgia; it's heartening to know that the knowledge from this time has lived on even until today. He doesn't dwell too long on it though lest his thoughts take a less favourable turn; he doesn't want to risk wondering too much about the past. Instead he must dedicate his mind and focus to the time he has now and the task ahead of him.
It's Sanae that discovers a potential cure, though the strange reaction she had when she first spoke up about it made him a little wary.]
I didn't know you were familiar with a healer's art as well, Lady Kochiya. [An innocent enough remark to get this round of interrogation started. He sticks close to her as they cross the road, passing out apologies as unsuspecting passer-bys accidentally bump into him. To his side he can hear and see the metal carriages that run without horses, held at bay by the red light above the pedestrian walk. Seeing them all lined up, rumbling and ready to screech forward at the first flash of green makes him slightly nervous, but he does a good job hiding it, focusing instead on the list of items they were going to need to make this home cure for allergies.]
Nor did I know that ivy comes in more colours than just green. Blue ivy...I wonder how it turned such a strange shade.
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Then sit at your table. I shall bring my phone down and we'll complete this exercise out here in the open, not hiding in cupboards and closets like children.
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She tries one more time: ] --But... experience! You learn and memorize better through experience, not just talking things through! We have to recreate the setting! [ Attempts to pull. in. the door--! ]
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Even without his memories, the authority of his old rank in the army rises up from the dark pit of his unknown history, momentarily throwing off the shackles of amnesia.]
Lady Kochiya, that's enough of that.
[One finger points at back at the chair she'd been sitting on while she was practicing her flower arranging.]
If we are to do this, we do this properly. No foolish games. Understood?
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Scary, scary....
Sanae moves out of the closet, making her way to the low table. She brings out her cell phone from her pocket, setting it upon the surface.] Let's... um, get started... [ She adds timidly, unlocking her phone screen. ]
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I shall retrieve my phone from my room.
[And he's back soon enough with the new gadget in his hands. Taking a seat opposite to her, he switches on the phone (probably explains why he hadn't noticed her earlier message) and waits for the blue glow of his phone's home page.
Once the phone's properly switched on, he uses his thumb to tap on the text icon, just like how she had taught him earlier. With barely any pomp and circumstances, he types out a short message (slowly, because he's still new!!) and presses sent.
With an unimpressed look he places his phone back on the table. Sure enough Sanae's phone gives out a cheery blip, signalling that she's received the long-awaited message!]
good day
1/3
Or.
Or maybe he was napping. No one likes to be woken up from a nap. Maybe he just need more nap time, because that could help with any crankiness. She should apologize, he looks so disappointed and cross with her-- ]
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Is that all?
[ wtf is this shit lu meng where r ur goddamn emojis ]
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[Sorry, emojis were not included in your shinki-kit. No refunds allowed either.]
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[ Okay, maybe it does. But he needs-- ] --You're going to need more for that! When you text someone with a "good day" you need to convey the mood properly, too! Like--
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i hope you had a good breakfast! o(^∀^*)o
[ She texts this to him in less than 3 seconds. ] ....See?
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Still, not impressed.]
If written words were good enough for my time, then they'll be good enough for yours. There's hardly any need for all these unnecessary embellishments.
[Squints.]
What on earth are they anyway? I see a comma, a full stop, open and close brackets around two arrows pointing at each other, an asterisk and a star.
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The open and closed brackets form the sides of the face. The two arrows pointing in at each other are eyes. The first face is throwing out a star and sparkles to you through the text! The second face is raises her arms up in the air because she's excited to be talking!
These are just two faces you can make. But there are over ten thousand of them you can rearrange and customize and-- and make any emotion you can ever think of....!
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That's not a face. A drawn face looks like this.
[And his thumb goes over to the built-in draw app on his phone. One circle, two dots and a flat line for a mouth later, and he saves the image and uploads it to Sanae in his next text to her.]
Now I'm not an artist, but I know that's how it should look like. None of these star and sparkles nonsense.
[Funny how the face looks like it's carrying the exact same expression that he's wearing right now, huh?]
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[ She's going to take that same image, and then using her image editor, she adds more sparkles to it. And turns the flat line of the mouth into a smile. After this is done, she sends it back to him. ] That.
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[He sighs and picks up his phone again. A few more taps and he sends another message back to her.] I don't know why it's necessary to include so many faces into your messages, but if it pleases you then I shall ensure my contacts with you shall include these expressions.
[Biip! Sent!]
good day my lady. :)
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good job lu meng you'll be a master at this yet ;)
[ She sends that message. ] Those are the basic emoticons. But there are also so many more-- because sometimes not all of your feelings are conveyed through words. Sometimes you need to add a puppy emoticon to show how you feel! Or a punching one!
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I'd rather tell you how I feel than write it out, if you don't mind, my lady.
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[ Then he could do a better job of simply calling her and telling her rather than through emojis. ]
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I'm sorry, my lady. I don't quite like using text messages to convey how I feel. Conversations should always be face to face, as much as possible.
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But thinking about their talk earlier today, she knows she shouldn't seem too disappointed in this. This is okay. He just doesn't agree with modern use of texting and emoticons. And that is perfectly fine. ] ....Alright. [ She says, relenting, and shuts off her phone. ]
--In a way, that'll make our conversations special, huh? Because we'll always be talking over the phones, instead of texting like how the majority do nowadays.
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[It's a small concession he's willing to make.] And I do think that your text messages are special. Without those expressions and sparkles, they would look like anyone else's messages. If I get one with those expressions, even if it's from a different number...I would know that the sender would be you.
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You better pull up a chair, because there are a handful of the more complex ones everyone should have memorized.
[ And this will be her lesson to him today: to embellish his messages-- if he so chooses. she'll teach him the shortcuts, the differences between emoticons and emojis, and all the more complex faces and figures to make. All the while she'll answer any of his questions and chatter happily about the how-tos and know-hows of the modern world and technology. By the end of this lesson, he should be more or less caught up! ]
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But despite his words he takes out his phone and switches it on.] Lead the way then, Lady Kochiya.
[It's a good way to spend the afternoon, he thinks. Learning more about emojis and shortcuts and apps and other technological jargon. Learning more about what enchants his god, spending time with her. By the end of the day, just shortly after they've both retired to their rooms, Sanae's phone will give her one last buzz for the night.]
Sleep well, my lady. (✿◡‿◡ฺ)zzz