Claudia Hortensia Kotomine [AU: Master] (
sicharia) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-11-08 04:21 pm
five.
Characters: Claudia Hortensia & Urotsuki; Claudia Hortensia & OPEN
Setting: Floor 7
Format: Brackets
Summary: Claudia promised Urotsuki that she would let her teach her how to swim. ...But others are welcome to walk in on her in the locker room or find her by the pool, too.
Warnings: Talk about scars.
[Claudia eats lunch early and arrives on Floor 7 shortly after noon, in order to give herself time to change. It's a good thing, too—she feels awkward and embarrassed stripping out of her clothes only to put on something that leaves so much skin exposed, and she has to take a few minutes to work up the nerve to do so. Frequently, she looks toward the door of the locker room, anxious at the thought of someone walking in on her like this.]
[It's not some sense of modesty that leaves her feeling this way. It's her scars. They're stark and unsightly, branding her body and creeping down her limbs. And if she's going to swim, she can't even keep her eyepatch on, leaving the ones marring her right eye plain for anyone to see. She tries to find a swimsuit that covers as much of her body as possible, and though she succeeds in locating a plain one that covers the majority of her torso well enough, it's not possible to conceal everything...]
[There's also the matter of her right hand. She has kept it wrapped in bandages until now, but she can't keep those on while swimming. Without them, her remaining Command Seals are plainly visible, bright and red on her pale skin. She supposes she'll just have to hope that no one she has been lying to about her involvement in the Grail War sees her like this... Though, really, what are the chances of her meeting one of them now, during this one opening? She makes herself feel a little better, thinking like that.]
[In the end, she winds up curling up where she sits in wait beside the pool, swathed in a large towel as though it were a cloak. Her legs are drawn up to her chest, and the towel is pulled over her head like a hood, but there's only so long she can keep her body hidden like that...]
Setting: Floor 7
Format: Brackets
Summary: Claudia promised Urotsuki that she would let her teach her how to swim. ...But others are welcome to walk in on her in the locker room or find her by the pool, too.
Warnings: Talk about scars.
[Claudia eats lunch early and arrives on Floor 7 shortly after noon, in order to give herself time to change. It's a good thing, too—she feels awkward and embarrassed stripping out of her clothes only to put on something that leaves so much skin exposed, and she has to take a few minutes to work up the nerve to do so. Frequently, she looks toward the door of the locker room, anxious at the thought of someone walking in on her like this.]
[It's not some sense of modesty that leaves her feeling this way. It's her scars. They're stark and unsightly, branding her body and creeping down her limbs. And if she's going to swim, she can't even keep her eyepatch on, leaving the ones marring her right eye plain for anyone to see. She tries to find a swimsuit that covers as much of her body as possible, and though she succeeds in locating a plain one that covers the majority of her torso well enough, it's not possible to conceal everything...]
[There's also the matter of her right hand. She has kept it wrapped in bandages until now, but she can't keep those on while swimming. Without them, her remaining Command Seals are plainly visible, bright and red on her pale skin. She supposes she'll just have to hope that no one she has been lying to about her involvement in the Grail War sees her like this... Though, really, what are the chances of her meeting one of them now, during this one opening? She makes herself feel a little better, thinking like that.]
[In the end, she winds up curling up where she sits in wait beside the pool, swathed in a large towel as though it were a cloak. Her legs are drawn up to her chest, and the towel is pulled over her head like a hood, but there's only so long she can keep her body hidden like that...]

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Good afternoon, Judas. What are you doing here?
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[She feels a little sheepish saying it. But it's not like she was exactly in a position to learn before...]
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A-ah, that's... Do you mean...
[...It takes her a second to realize what he means, but when she does, she immediately begins to giggle, leaning her head down on top of her knees. With the way she's wrapped up, she almost disappears entirely in that position.]
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But it's at least not hard to spot Claudia with how calm it is in here, so the moment Urotsuki spots the woman sitting there - even if she looks like a ghost with that towel.. - she raises her hand to wave a little. She hasn't even really seen the scars yet from this distance. ]
Hi. I'm here. [ The usual blank tone. ]
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Hello. I'm ready to start whenever you are!
[...So she says, anyway, but she'll probably need to brace herself before taking the towel off.]
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[ With the way she says it, you'd think that she's actually figuring Claudia thinks a towel cocoon is an acceptable swimsuit of some kind.. and honestly, it's probably what Urotsuki does think as she's already inching closer to the water herself. ]
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[She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, then shrugs so that the hood she has fashioned for herself slides off her head. That doesn't seem too bad, so she shyly lets the towel slip the rest of the way.]
Ah, um... [She clasps her hands together in front of her legs, gripping her own fingers tight to keep herself from fidgeting. This isn't as bad as it could be, since she suspects Urotsuki won't care much with...the way she is, but she still feels awkward and embarrassed about letting her scars be seen.] Is this okay?
[She doesn't know what else to say, so she says that.]
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Honestly, Claudia is spot on with her prediction. Even though the woman's scars are in full view, the girl doesn't seem bothered by it at all. In fact, she doesn't display any visible reaction to it, like she assumes it's normal. And since Claudia herself doesn't mention anything about them, Urotsuki probably really does figure it's normal. Sort of like Aoshiru. ]
It's easier to start in the shallow part. [ She points at it. The girl is already halfway through walking over there before she looks over her shoulder at Claudia-- ] ... You don't have to be shy, you know. We're friends.
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at first i thought of this as a joketag but then i realised it's actually pretty legit
oh my god
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After changing into a pair of swimming trunks -- blue, of course -- Minato exited the locker room and walks over towards the pool... Only to see a figure waiting by the pool.
His barefooted steps are light, until he's at the pool's edge and sit down.]
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...Hello.
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Are you here for swimming?
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[...She looks a little old to be learning, but.]
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That's good. Learning how to swim is pretty important.
[Like how to avoid drowning horribly.]
And you might find it fun to do.
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sorry for the delay!
it's alright!
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The water seems to be a practical option, although he has nothing to swim in. Unlike Kariya's most confident Servant, he will not swim nude. This leads him towards the lockers, where he finds her. ]
Claudia?
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Ah! Good afternoon, Kirei.
[She's in a better mood now, but really, it's not as though she would be embarrassed in front of Kirei. Of course he's seen her completely bare, multiple times.]
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[ It's natural to return the light formality, with the slightest bow of his head. He looks her over, but his gaze isn't prying or scrutinizing; it's simple curiosity. ]
Were you swimming?
[ Somehow, it strikes him as odd. In their short time together, did he ever see her swim? Sometimes small details are hard for him to recall. It would make sense, in a way, considering her illness. ]
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[Kariya rushes toward her, across the floor, breathless, then stops. Oh, she's wearing a swimsuit. He can see that, even though she's covered up in the towel. He blushes, because... well, she looks pretty, and he likes to see her like this.]
I've been looking for you.
[He continues to hesitate, embarrassed. Obviously, he looks different, and there's no reason for him to feel awkward, but he does, nonetheless. She's never seen him like this before. It feels like it's been centuries since he was last like this. He starts toward her again, but more slowly.]
Hello. It's good to see you. It's me.
[Just in case she didn't notice! Although it would honestly be hard for her not to realize, in spite of how changed he is.]
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[Of course the change is startling. For a moment, she simply stares. A second later, though, she realizes she should probably do something, and so she scrambles up to her feet. The towel remains tightly wrapped around her, concealing her body and obscuring her face, but she starts toward him, her bare feet slapping quietly against the floor. Her footsteps are light and quick.]
What happened?
[For the time being, that's the most she can think to say.]
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I met someone who healed me. An elemental, I think--I don't know. But it doesn't matter. They helped me.
[People can be good, sometimes.]
This is how I used to be.
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[—And yet, when he moves to put his arms around her, that concern is suddenly the last thing on her mind. She lets go of the towel entirely, and it slides from her shoulders as she raises her arms. He holds her, and she pulls herself close, arms wrapping around the back of his neck.]
Oh, I—
[Unthinkingly, she leans up to kiss him.]
That's wonderful.
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[He's hardly aware of the towel slipping away, he's so intent on holding her close. When she kisses him, he's surprised by the intensity of his feeling and the warmth that rushes though him, unimpeded by any unwelcome guests. Without thinking, only acting, he slides his tongue between her lips to kiss her fiercely in return.]
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