It's time to leave you here

[floreatnoctem]

Characters: Chidori Yoshino & OPEN!
Setting: Around the tower
Time: During the event
Format: Action (I can change to match though)
Summary: 27-year-old Chidori, and the temporal confusion that lies therein.
Warnings: Probably just language.



[Floor Twenty-Eight]

[She's not sure when she started frequenting the music room, only that eventually she started spending as much time there as she did in the workshop. More, some days, if she was in the right mood for it. She's picked up a few instruments, but nothing too seriously until the day she takes a liking to plucking at a harp. So sometimes, early enough in the mornings, she'll head up and play before breakfast, just to try and get a little time to herself. It doesn't always work though.]


[Floor Twenty-Nine]

[Chidori tends to like to step just-off the staircase here and settle down for a drink of tea. It's not far enough that she actually ever steps into the maze proper, and over time, she's gotten some hardy body to drag down a small table and some chairs for her and anyone who might want to join her. She won't talk much unless prompted, but by now, most people in the tower should know whether they're welcome or not...

Shouldn't they?]


[Floor Fifteen]

[The Workshop has become Chidori's sanctuary, more or less, when she has absolutely nothing else she can bring herself to do. So she makes and mends clothes, jackets- pretty much anything she can work a needle and thread through, if she's allowed. So if anyone finds themselves in need of a seamstress or just someone to patch up a hole in their clothes, she's likely the one to see about it.]


[Floor One]

[She's long-since stopped trusting anything she doesn't cook herself- and she usually makes enough for herself, Strega, and a few more people besides to have a meal. So regardless of the time of day, Chidori will usually be in the kitchen shortly before the allotted 'mealtimes' to make herself something to eat- and she's always willing to hear requests if someone is doubting whatever fare the Cafeteria happens to be serving for the day.

Just don't expect any miracles- she only has what's available to work with, after all.]


((ooc: Chidori has taken to dressing somewhat like this and usually pins her hair up for everything but sewing, and her bangs have gone a little Madame Red on her, but otherwise, she's more or less the same. Also, beware of sudden conversations with her Persona, they may happen a lot.))

Comments

[summum_ius]

[He shrugs it off, and hands it to her.]

Sorry. Some of the monsters are getting kind of desperate for food.

[floreatnoctem]

It's alright- I was only teasing.

[She gets up as she takes it, reaching up to ruffle his hair lightly.]

How have things been going otherwise? Not getting into too much trouble, I hope?

[summum_ius]

I know.

[He has to duck down a bit, but he reaches out to take her hand gently.]

I'm fine. Just concentrating on getting food and making sure everyone is all right.

[floreatnoctem]

So responsible, Ken.

[She squeezes his hand and then lets go, turning to pick through the fabrics piled on the table, picking one out to try and match one relatively closely to Ken's jacket.]

How's the hunt?

[summum_ius]

Not as good today. There were too many of the tougher monsters around that aren't good eating. I checked the traps, though - they're all still set up.

[floreatnoctem]

A pity- we'd had such a good week thus far. I suppose it's to be expected that this place ruin it one way or another, hmm?

[summum_ius]

True. At least we have enough to hold us over until the next time I can catch something. Hopefully.

[Given how this place is, it's impossible to be sure.]

[floreatnoctem]

Hopefully.

[She reaches out to tug at his shirt while her other hand reaches for a tape-measure.]

Have you gotten taller again?

[summum_ius]

I think so... my arms, at least, since the last shirt you made.

[He keeps having to adjust his grip on his spear, too.]

[floreatnoctem]

Hmm... I'll have to re-measure you then.

[The measure comes up, and she peers up at him.]

Arms out please.

[summum_ius]

[He stretches his arms out obligingly, keeping the posture as flat as he can.]

How have you been feeling?

[floreatnoctem]

Tired. [She reaches up to measure him carefully, making a slight tutting sound.] Well- more than usual, at least.

[summum_ius]

... Is it just normal insomnia, or is something else going on?

[He can't help but fuss a little over her.]

[floreatnoctem]

Things have been more difficult than usual, that's all. Hecate's been trying to compensate, but...

[There's only so much even her persona can do to keep her going. And yet she still acts like it's nothing to worry about.]