Sayaka Miki (
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towerofanimus2012-09-17 03:06 am
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Thirteenth Staff ♞ Game, Set, and... Soccer Match?!
Characters: Sayaka Miki ~*Totally Kidou Yuuto*~ and you.
Setting: Anywhere, with a few better prompts added when I am more awake!! SPECIFICS THO: Room 2-08!
Format: Putting on my sexy prose jacket for this, but I can take it off for you if you want, baby.
Summary: Sayaka is not a Sayaka today, and she is not exactly excited about that. This is a general post across the body swap, so as to not clutter! I'll be adding more prompts as my brain cooperates.
Warnings: Tags will be coming from
jasonsaloser rather than my regular account!
Room 2-08:
...There was something on her face. When she bobbed back up to wakefulness, Sayaka's hand immediately went to bat the feeling away - and ending up causing a very tiny clunk as her palm smacked into the plastic of.... a pair of goggles over her eyes?
..Feferi wears goggles. Why would Feferi put goggles on her when she was sleeping?
..Lina exists. Now the question boils down to, why and what would Lina Inverse have to gain by putting Feferi's goggles on her while she slept? She doesn't remember specifically agitating Lina yesterday, either... or at least not purposefully.
She sits up in bed, and it's when her hair doesn't act as it should from the movement that she becomes situationally aware enough to realize everything else that's off.
"UWAGH!"
...and immediately freaks out enough to bodily tumble off the bed and onto the floor in a mess of covers.
EVERYWHERE ELSE: PICK YOUR FAVORITE FLOOR GO GO GO, FOR ANY DAY OF THE EVENT!
Day 2 prompt that's LATE LATE LATE:
As an only child, Sayaka had sometimes wondered what it was like to have a sibling. When she woke up feeling like a cactus was wedged in her throat and with a head half-full of being a big brother, and the other half full of blearily-recalled soccer plays.. she wasn't sure how to process it. Kidou's memories of trips to big events alongside his family rung similar to her own childhood full of trips to the concert hall - and that slight undertone of heartache in those memories.. that was familiar, too, but she didn't have the context yet to understand why it was that way.
Does she want to know? ...Should she want to know?
..Screw this. She's gonna go see if she's magically learned how to play soccer now. To the meadow!
Day 3 prompt:
So she magically learned how to play soccer. Extra Dimensional Soccer.
The main problem now is she can't see straight if she doesn't make herself focus and damn if she didn't wanna try all that out, it seemed cool.
She may or may not be just focusing on the cool bits so that she doesn't dwell on the everything else, since it still feels.. well, wrong, to think about all these memories too much.Kageyama....!
Day 4 prompt:
Something important was supposed to happen today. It's right on the tip of her tongue, but she just can't recall...
She sits on the stairs in the music room, dead tired and staring at a stringed instrument she can't identify. What even was the difference between a violin and viola, anyway? Not really something she ever really cared about. She's not a very big music person. It just.. seemed like a decent place to rest, and she was too winded to keep going anywhere else. Not being able to see the steps save as blurry blobs didn't help.
Setting: Anywhere, with a few better prompts added when I am more awake!! SPECIFICS THO: Room 2-08!
Format: Putting on my sexy prose jacket for this, but I can take it off for you if you want, baby.
Summary: Sayaka is not a Sayaka today, and she is not exactly excited about that. This is a general post across the body swap, so as to not clutter! I'll be adding more prompts as my brain cooperates.
Warnings: Tags will be coming from
Room 2-08:
...There was something on her face. When she bobbed back up to wakefulness, Sayaka's hand immediately went to bat the feeling away - and ending up causing a very tiny clunk as her palm smacked into the plastic of.... a pair of goggles over her eyes?
..Feferi wears goggles. Why would Feferi put goggles on her when she was sleeping?
..Lina exists. Now the question boils down to, why and what would Lina Inverse have to gain by putting Feferi's goggles on her while she slept? She doesn't remember specifically agitating Lina yesterday, either... or at least not purposefully.
She sits up in bed, and it's when her hair doesn't act as it should from the movement that she becomes situationally aware enough to realize everything else that's off.
"UWAGH!"
...and immediately freaks out enough to bodily tumble off the bed and onto the floor in a mess of covers.
EVERYWHERE ELSE: PICK YOUR FAVORITE FLOOR GO GO GO, FOR ANY DAY OF THE EVENT!
Day 2 prompt that's LATE LATE LATE:
As an only child, Sayaka had sometimes wondered what it was like to have a sibling. When she woke up feeling like a cactus was wedged in her throat and with a head half-full of being a big brother, and the other half full of blearily-recalled soccer plays.. she wasn't sure how to process it. Kidou's memories of trips to big events alongside his family rung similar to her own childhood full of trips to the concert hall - and that slight undertone of heartache in those memories.. that was familiar, too, but she didn't have the context yet to understand why it was that way.
Does she want to know? ...Should she want to know?
..Screw this. She's gonna go see if she's magically learned how to play soccer now. To the meadow!
Day 3 prompt:
So she magically learned how to play soccer. Extra Dimensional Soccer.
The main problem now is she can't see straight if she doesn't make herself focus and damn if she didn't wanna try all that out, it seemed cool.
She may or may not be just focusing on the cool bits so that she doesn't dwell on the everything else, since it still feels.. well, wrong, to think about all these memories too much.
Day 4 prompt:
Something important was supposed to happen today. It's right on the tip of her tongue, but she just can't recall...
She sits on the stairs in the music room, dead tired and staring at a stringed instrument she can't identify. What even was the difference between a violin and viola, anyway? Not really something she ever really cared about. She's not a very big music person. It just.. seemed like a decent place to rest, and she was too winded to keep going anywhere else. Not being able to see the steps save as blurry blobs didn't help.

Library, after their Royal Network Conversation
OK so this was going to be a challenge.
"Sayaka? You around here?" It was kind of pathetic how lost he looked while he was trying to look for her, though he did keep his voice a bit loud so that she could hopefully hear him call her name.
Even if he was hideously ashamed of his own voice right now.
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--oh she feels dumb. A bit shyly, she speaks up, peering from behind a bookcase to wave in his direction. "Over here."
That's not a Sayaka's voice.
Now that she's thinking about it she's feeling uncomfortable and itchy in her own - in this other guy's skin all over again.
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Yeah there was no way she hadn't.
So he quickly made her way over to her and accompanied her behind the bookcase, his mind idlely noting how much easier it was in Suzaku's body. Even if he still hated the guy.
"You holding up OK? All things considered."
He didn't know whatever kid she had ended up as, for all he knew she ended up with someone as bad as their batshit crazysonas in their head.
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She holds up both her hands, palms out and fingers splayed for easier observing. No ring. Kidou's hands are bare.
"I thought.. at first I figured I'd find it somewhere nearby. But that's not how it happened. Other than that, I figure this is, uh. What it's normal to be?"
She barely mumbles the last three words.
"...For a guy..."
What she doesn't want to say is that everything feels sharper, in a better, higher definition - she can't ignore her lungs if she runs, she's nearly hyperaware of everything she brushes against - it took her ages to just get used to these clothes.
Because that would be admitting how much is normally gone.
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He'd hung out with her enough times to understand her typical soul gem woes, even if she didn't talk about herself. He wasn't that dumb, after all.
"Totally normal kid then... Well, it's better than nothing." For all of his mellowing out, Jin still had a bit of a... 'normal person' complex. Whatever. "Could'a been worse then. Almost feel bad for the saps that ended up with our bodies, after all."
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Sayaka lets a bitter grin edge onto her face at that. "Oh, sure. I could've gotten swapped with a different rock instead of a person. That would've been fun."
...But now that he mentions the person left behind in her body, well... Her shoulders slump.
"..I'm trying to decide how much I should tell this guy, anyway. 'Don't use any of that fancy cool magic stuff you suddenly have, please?'"
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"You know the kid? I'd say let 'em deal with it on their own, but the dumbass might just use up your magic supply if he doesn't know."
Plus he knew Sayaka was more sympathetic to people, though he would never give a damn.
take off your sexy jacket for me.. ;) and by that i mean uh floor four i guess
.. Either way, she should at least say it. Yup. So have Urotsuki looking nothing like Urotsuki walking up to you.. ]
Yuuto, good morning. [ Her expression is blank, but there's a hint of a smile, as if this is not even fazing her. ]
/undoes jacket buttons
Yo, mister awesome guard dog! Save any more damsels lately?
[..and that is not how Kidou talks.]
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shehe blinks a few more times, as if thinking.. ]Guard dog? [ Urotsuki points to 'her'self. ] I'm not a dog.. And you sound a little strange today, Yuuto.
Meadow floor~
Who has no idea who the heck this person is, really. And has figured out as much, so he might as well just go up and ask.
"Excuse me. Do you know who this body belongs to?"
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Sayaka stares Aleph down for a long moment
it's pretty creepy, Kidou's eyes are really intense, then -"I thought about this earlier. If it's just one person changing with one person, you'd be Aleph right now... do I have it right?"
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"Right. So, you met the other person I switched with?"
watch in awe as i buy time for the other thread to happen
Just going to.. awkwardly rub the back of her head, doubly awkward cuz she has to navigate the dreads now.
oooooh
Really, he's just looking for the basics.
Here let me take that jacket off for you you must be pretty hot also room 2-08 huhu
Though as soon as he realized he wasn't in his body, he also realized that someone was in his body, so the first thing he does this morning was go to his room to collect a few things.]
[Quietly, he peeks his head in and stares at...his own body..... on the floor...]
...are you okay? [Wow this was weird.]
next time i'll know better than to wear the woolen prose jacket
[..Is what she meant to say, but it came out more like 'holff onphff' due to the unfortunately muffling effect of cloth. She precisely and slowly shifts the covers off of her, and sits up.]
I could make a tidy list of stuff that's a little less than okay. Do you really want that this early?
good!! we don't want you overheating
You could but I can't guarantee I'll actually listen. [Talking to an almost twin was one thing but talking to himself is just so weird hrrg.
He walks over and offers his hand.]
I hope you're having a fun time in my body, at least.
it's so trendy but impractical this time of year
Fair enough.
[She smiles and accepts that hand up - she practically bounces up to her feet once she's gotten started.]
Oh, sure! Been great so far. Falling out of bed's my favorite way to wake up.
you can wear it around anyone else but you're not getting heatstroke(prosestroke?) on my watch!!
I hope you don't mind me taking these. [He feels. Very odd without them ok.........]
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Take 'em! They're yours. Well.. I'd ask for my hairclips in exchange, but...
[She pulls on the end of the...dreadlock ponytail.]
I don't think they would survive.
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If you'd feel more comfortable wearing your... my... hair down, I wouldn't mind. [But no he'd agree. Hairclips probably won't survive in his dreads unless they completely unstyled his hair. But then you'd get super fluffy and wavy long hair that gets everywhere so lets not...]
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[wow what even just happened when she let it down this is ridiculous]
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Sorry, it's a bit of a hassle... [Now you see why he wears it up........]
IDK YOU PICK A FLOOR it's probably the cafeteria since genda's a fatty
[HEY THERE SAYAKA, have a goalkeeper running up and giving a super polite bow!!]
I never got the chance to apologize for the last few days - so I'm deeply sorry for what I've caused.
And for your injuries, if they've yet to heal.
the caf it is - sayaka probably was like "oh i should feed this body i guess"
Yo. You might want to save that apology for even a little later than now. Long story.
Library because he babysits his network posts <_<
He had left for a little bit though, obviously - Enoch had a nutrition bar and a couple handfuls of berries from the forest floor and was sitting in a chair in a terminal alcove, eating slowly. Occasionally he'd turn in the chair to watch the library behind him.
When he saw a familiar face pass by, the boy he'd spoken about Armaros with, he nodded in greeting, realizing a moment too late it might not actually be the boy he'd spoken with.
Library~
[If Sayaka passes through the library, she may spot this very agitated 'Vanitas' sitting slumped over at a computer, tapping his fingers on the mouse. He's skimming the posts...
Anonymous? As if the new bodies weren't enough.
As he skims through some comments, he groans and looks the other way, which is when he spots-- huh. That kid from the Fellowship meeting. The one who wanted to form an alliance with the villains unless...]
Okay. Did you end up swapped, or did you somehow get off scot-free?
[Short, sweet, to the point.]
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[Sorry Remnant, Sayaka has History with Vanitas proper - and she's currently not observant enough to realize the differences. It was months ago when she fought the guy, but it was a vivid memory - getting the smackdown royally put down on you isn't exactly something that's easy to forget.]
I, I mean. [Different body. Hey, cool, she doesn't need to start this fight back up again when she's virtually defenseless.] I'm scott free. And gin free. Whatever free, I'm free.
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Look, I'm not who I look like, okay? It's Riku.
[Hopefully that'll put the kid at ease. After all, neither one of the Rikus tends to go out of their way to attack harmless innocents.]
the dustiest backtag in the universe
...Riku? Wow, is that really you in there? Wait, wait, okay, are we talking tall dark mysterious type Riku or are we talking um, not.