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bravenewworld2015-11-17 10:06 pm
miracle_miko) wrote in bravenewworld2015-11-17 10:06 pm
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[DIVINE THEATER | ACTION]
[ At first it was just one letter. One simple letter from a fan, professing their adoration for Sanae's particularly unorthodox curtain call. Then one became two. Became six. Became countless others.
After a few days, her desk was covered. And they kept coming. Some of them even sent gifts. Flowers. Sweets. Any number of fine items suddenly found their way into her room, and eventually there was little room left for her to actually move around comfortably.
So there was Sanae, dozing on one of the couches in the common room. Or maybe going about her chores, fretting about something to herself, mumbling incoherently. She wasn't expecting this! No one was really supposed to see that sort of thing, and yet for some odd reason they loved it. She should be honored, but really she felt awkward more than anything. What should she do? ]
[VIDEO]
Um, h-hello!
[ She clears her throat, sounding surprisingly high strung. ]
I have a question. Um, you see I uh, I have a lot of, hmm... A lot of things that um, that I kind of need to get rid of. They're kind of like leftovers from soulfasting? And they're kind of taking over my room...
[ Sanae gives the camera a very uncomfortable, bashful, forced smile. ]
If anybody is interested in chocolates or candies or anything like that, I have a bunch! P-please take them off my hands!
[ She bows to the camera. ]
[LOCKED TO TAKUTO]
[ Why was this so difficult? Talking to Takuto was never hard for her--quite the opposite in fact, but for the last week, Sanae was very obviously avoiding him. Since the soulfasting performance, in fact. Was it the sudden influx of fan letters? Or the fact that the Matriarch was there to see them, to see... well, that. She received a very harshly worded letter from one of the priests after that, requesting she return to the convent for "unrelated reasons."
She knew that Takuto wanted to see her home, wanted to know more about it. This might have been the perfect time for her to allow him to see a bit of her world, but did she want to?
Hovering outside his door, she stood there, trying to encourage herself to knock. She would be leaving that evening, hadn't said a word to the others about it. She would be back before the next performance, so it would be all right. But she hesitated.
Just ask him to come along with you. It wasn't that hard. He had a right to know the sort of life she led. But she just couldn't knock. ]
[ At first it was just one letter. One simple letter from a fan, professing their adoration for Sanae's particularly unorthodox curtain call. Then one became two. Became six. Became countless others.
After a few days, her desk was covered. And they kept coming. Some of them even sent gifts. Flowers. Sweets. Any number of fine items suddenly found their way into her room, and eventually there was little room left for her to actually move around comfortably.
So there was Sanae, dozing on one of the couches in the common room. Or maybe going about her chores, fretting about something to herself, mumbling incoherently. She wasn't expecting this! No one was really supposed to see that sort of thing, and yet for some odd reason they loved it. She should be honored, but really she felt awkward more than anything. What should she do? ]
[VIDEO]
Um, h-hello!
[ She clears her throat, sounding surprisingly high strung. ]
I have a question. Um, you see I uh, I have a lot of, hmm... A lot of things that um, that I kind of need to get rid of. They're kind of like leftovers from soulfasting? And they're kind of taking over my room...
[ Sanae gives the camera a very uncomfortable, bashful, forced smile. ]
If anybody is interested in chocolates or candies or anything like that, I have a bunch! P-please take them off my hands!
[ She bows to the camera. ]
[LOCKED TO TAKUTO]
[ Why was this so difficult? Talking to Takuto was never hard for her--quite the opposite in fact, but for the last week, Sanae was very obviously avoiding him. Since the soulfasting performance, in fact. Was it the sudden influx of fan letters? Or the fact that the Matriarch was there to see them, to see... well, that. She received a very harshly worded letter from one of the priests after that, requesting she return to the convent for "unrelated reasons."
She knew that Takuto wanted to see her home, wanted to know more about it. This might have been the perfect time for her to allow him to see a bit of her world, but did she want to?
Hovering outside his door, she stood there, trying to encourage herself to knock. She would be leaving that evening, hadn't said a word to the others about it. She would be back before the next performance, so it would be all right. But she hesitated.
Just ask him to come along with you. It wasn't that hard. He had a right to know the sort of life she led. But she just couldn't knock. ]