towerofanimus | New playground

Characters: Satoko Houjou and YOU.
Setting: October 12th. From her room and onward.
Format: Pros or Action.
Summary: The tower drops a Trapmaster. Now she wonders about.
Warnings: PGish... Satoko is a brat.

03-17:
['Come, let us go to the next Hinamizawa' was the last thing Satoko remembered before she woke up. Her eyes opened wide so sudden as she laid still on the bed. Her panicked face stayed hidden towards the wall. Slowly her hand reached up towards her forehead with a gentle touch before she drew her hand close to her. No blood and no wound. Was she alive? Was it then all just a dream?

The child quickly sprung herself upright and turned her head behind her, expected someone to be by her side. In the end, there was no one. Satoko studied the room as she scanned it.]

Rika! ...Rika?

[Her friend wasn't here, except the four beds? Something was wrong. Satoko rubbed her sleepy eye before she could stare down. What was she wearing? There was a piece of paper in reach. Satoko grabbed it and begun to read it to herself. After the letter was read, Satoko curled back to her bed to face the wall again. There's a couple muffles.]

Rika... I'm sorry.

Floor 6:
[After Satoko changed clothes, it was time to explore the tower. It was called, Operation: Study the enemy's location. One of the stops, she came to a large forest in a room? Satoko stared up and around the room disbelieved.]

Now, how did they fit something like this here?

[Satoko asked herself. Not that she was complaining, more like it was nice of the enemy to put a forest this big into the tower. Satoko rested her chin between her thumb and index finger.]

Although, I suppose I should thank them.

Floor 1/Cafeteria:
[Now it was time for some grub. Studying your enemies can grow an appetite. Before Satoko could step into the cafeteria, her body came to a halt when her nose caught that disgusting aroma, pumpkin. Terror grew on the child's face as she pinched her nose.]

That smell...

[Satoko stuck out her tongue. She marched forward praying the cafeteria had something besides this aroma. If this was the enemy's attack, they did a damn good job.]

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[ Rika wanted to find something to eat. Why else would she be in the cafeteria? Cooking seemed to be the ideal way to distract herself from the troublesome situation at hand. Four years had passed now since Rika left Hinamizawa. It still crossed her mind on a near daily basis that she had grown old and left her dear friends behind.

She still thought of those friends every day, burning the image of their faces and sound of their voice in her mind. Occasionally she'd see them in Mayfield, but never for long... and never Satoko.

So Satoko's voice almost went unnoticed by Rika. It's been years since she heard her best friend's pure tone and the memories she replays are beginning to rust and fade. She almost did not noticed the small figure, the blonde hair, those oddly coloured eyes...

... but then it struck her. Recognition. Satoko. Rika actually stumbles back from surprise, eyes wide. Face paling. This can't be. Not here, not now. Not in a place where Rika cannot promise her friend's safety! ]

Sah...

[ Her throat is immediately dry. She swallows before trying to continue. ]

... Satoko. Satoko! [ And walking. Slowly at first, then faster, towards Satoko. Beware of hugs. ]

[Satoko paused when she heard her name called. That voice, why was it familiar yet not? Just as she met Bern earlier, there was another person who shared the same resemblance, just like Rika. And this one was about to run her over.

Somehow this one tickled the girl's mind. The way this person called out to her. It couldn't be...]

Ri-Rika?!

[Did Satoko just got hit by a truck? This hug, it hurts of love.]

[ Rika is careful to hug Satoko from behind. To give her no chance to see the conflicting emotions on her face. It really is Satoko... the girl who Rika lived with. Trusted. Wanted to protect. Her best friend.

It feels strange to hug her now. Rika is taller. Not much, but still enough to recognize a different. She's older now. Sixteen years old, while Satoko remains unchanged. That's something she can't just smile off. She can't just get around her new age without filling Satoko in... ]

Satoko.... mi. It is. Rika Furude! [ She is struggling to keep a grip on herself as she says this. Loosening the hug and breathing in. Then smiling. ] ... It has been a while!

[Not to mention the same chapter she came from. Something felt strange when Rika hugged her. Like she was taller and her voice was slightly different.

But how... She died in the end just like the rest of them. They were suppose to go to a new world together. So, why are they here instead? And since when did Rika get to be taller? Satoko gave an assuring smile.]

It's about time you showed up! I was about to start the adventure without you. [When Rika finally let go, Satoko turned around to get a better view of her friend. Her eyes widen surprised of Rika's new transformation, and now she had to look up just to meet her face.]

Rika... You're... [Her eyes dropped towards Rika's chest area.] --still flat!

[ Her smile softened. Typical Satoko... Her innocence is overwhelming. And in a place like this tower, especially given her age, Rika knows she needs to protect that. ]

Satoko... [ What did you just say. ] Sa-SATOKO! M-mi, that's not...!

Edited 2012-10-19 01:20 (UTC)

[Rika probably has more things to worry about, stuff like this. Satoko couldn't help it, she laughed. Serves her right for growing up without her.]

I'm so jealous. Since when did you get to be taller than me?

New playground

Floor 1 laaaaaaate

D: So laaaaaaate Now for your punishment! A flick to the forehead!

mii--!

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