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[wotanon]

Who; Anybody
Where; Wherever
When; Day 435

[ it's time for some memory roulette,
ARE YOU FEELING LUCKY?! ]

Comments

witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

[The first memory is a fond one: helping a teammate work through muscle cramps in the gym of a training facility after hours]

[The second features his old team, too, but involves a different kind of backup entirely. The kind of backup that means someone puts a laser axe through a woman infected by Lovecraftian horrorterrors. As you do]

[Afterward, Hurricane can be found in the park, barefooted on the grass, running through a gymnastics floor routine that bears some resemblance to the one from his first memory. He still has an earring firmly affixed to his left ear]

Re: witnesses okay

[unbr8kable]

[She sits and watches, legs folded, an overly blank expression on her face]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It takes him a while to run through it all; it goes on for quite some time, until he's breathing hard and the neat landings aren't quite so neat anymore]

[When he finally winds down he turns toward her, heading over to flop in the grass beside her]

Hey.

[unbr8kable]

[Looks out to the empty training ground]

...Good workout?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah.

S'kinda nice to've finally shaken that cough.

[unbr8kable]

It's been a while...stretching out must feel good.

[Watches him]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Real good.

I was doing better yesterday, but I think I'm about back to normal now.

Re: witnesses okay

[sangreine]

[ Having run out of reasons to stall, Aliza made her way over to the park with her new-ish violin, picked a spot where she didn't notice too many people around, and started playing. Her fingers move automatically, playing a The Last Rose of Summer, a hellishly complex piece, with complete proficiency. She hates every second, but keeps at it; maybe if she plays enough she'll figure out why she hates something she's so good at without actually having to suffer through another real memory. ]

[ She's oblivious to her surroundings so doesn't notice the impressive tumbling being done a short distance away. If she had, she wouldn't be playing here. ]

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It takes him a while to run through his routine; it goes on for quite some time, until he's breathing hard and the neat landings aren't quite so neat anymore]

[When he finally slows to a stop, he glances over to where she's playing, still - hesitates]

[Approaches, a little tentative, to hear the rest of the song]

Re: witnesses okay

[sangreine]

[ Only because she's fairly lost in thought does it take her until most of the way through the song to notice him nearby, and she immediately stops playing in the middle of a lightning-fast run and lowers her bow. ]

Sorry, I can move if I'm bothering you.

[ She likes Hurricane a lot, just right now she's deep in a lot of tumbling feelings which have her questioning who she's able to be around without catching them in the splash zone. ]

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh, uh. Nah, sorry.

I didn't mean to interrupt or nothing, I can, like -

[Gestures vaguely away]

Re: witnesses okay

[sangreine]

[ It takes her a second to decide how to respond. Does she want to be alone? Hell no. But she considers saying so anyway because she's -- jealous. Which is petty and disgusting, so she shoves it down. It's not Hurricane's fault Nemesis gave her a good hard shove away after the last game. ]

You're not interrupting. I don't even know what I'm trying to do with this. [ Dumping the violin and bow back in its case with just barely enough care to not damage it, like it's burning her. ]

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean. Playing, ain't you?

Re: witnesses okay

[leaveofabsence]

[ Zhongli sits and waits until Hurricane has finished training, seeing no need to interrupt just yet. ]

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It takes him a while to run through it all; it goes on for quite some time, until he's breathing hard and the neat landings aren't quite so neat anymore]

[When he finally winds down he turns toward Zhongli, heading over]

...hey, dude.

How were the riceballs?

[leaveofabsence]

They were as delicious as I anticipated, though freshly made is always the preferred choice. I will have to ask you to make them for me again when I do not stray so far from the dorm.

And how have you been?

My apologies for staying away longer than I intended.

[crossmyheartandhope]

No problem, dude. Sometimes you just need time.

And - any time, on those riceballs. Just say when.

You feeling any better?

[leaveofabsence]

I feel calmer about the situation though I do not think it will leave my mind for quite some time.

And you---?

I noticed that you were playing some memories.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ah - yeah. Got a couple new ones.

Re: witnesses okay

[bondsofsuffering]

[Plonking himself down on the grass to watch. There's definitely concern radiating off of him, but he won't say anything.]

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It takes him a while to run through it all; it goes on for quite some time, until he's breathing hard and the neat landings aren't quite so neat anymore]

[When he finally winds down he turns toward Izanagi, heading over]

Ah... hey, dude.

Re: witnesses okay

[bondsofsuffering]

[Waving.]

Do you remember much of your gymnastics lessons?

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

From when I was a kid?

Nah. But I've remembered doing routines and stuff since.

Re: witnesses okay

[bondsofsuffering]

What kind of routine was this one for? If you remember, anyway.

[He's curious!]

Re: witnesses okay

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh, uh - this one was just me messing around.

Helped to clear my head.