2018-06-13 - LOTUS AWAKENING: Setsuna Higashi
| Title: LOTUS AWAKENING: Setsuna Higashi | |
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| Summary: Setsuna awakens from an awful dream... in time for morning coffee. | |
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| Where: Nishitama Park District | |
| OOC - IC Date: 2018-06-13 - April 25th, 2015 | |
The sunlight creeps through the window, sneaking right through the gap in the curtains to land directly on Setsuna's face. ...Her nose wrinkles, and she turns with a vague groan, the red comforter shifting off her pajama'd shoulder in the process. She stirs, her shoulders huddling forward as she tries to shake off the feeling of the bad dream she just left, as her eyes slowly open, and settle upon a glint of green in the morning light.
Her eyes open the rest of the way immediately, widening to look at the green glass clover necklace gathered on her nightstand. For an instant it seems terribly, terribly important and wrong, as if it couldn't be there, but she reaches out and it's solid against her fingers, just as solid as the cellphone it rests on. ...She'd been sure it had broken, that she'd lost it. "Mm..." Shifting back over, Setsuna stretches out her arms and then starts to sit up, red eyes still half-open from drowsiness. The room is small, of course; it never had been very large. Older floral wallpaper, a desk on the wall, her nightstand, her closet cracked open... a giant plush black cat against the wall at the foot of her bed. Her mouth shifts into a small frown; she's /sure/ something isn't quite right, here.
Shifting her legs off the bed, the purple-haired girl slips out from under the covers and rises, turning back and thoughtfully making up her bed. Her gaze keeps drifting back towards her closet, until eventually she walks over and opens it the rest of the way. "Hmm..." Tilting her head, she reaches out a moment later, for two hangars; a long, pale purple dress... and a fitted white top to pair with it. Satisfied, she steps back.
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Quietly, Setsuna makes her way down the hall of the mansion, dressed but still unsettled; one hand holds the clover now hanging from her neck as she looks around, with the sense that she shouldn't be here. It's like waking from a dream; glancing at her phone, she only has a few contacts; the latest message is a still of a kitten halfway off a table, with the apt caption 'Hang in there!' from Buki, and the others... explain little, really. But she steps out of the hallway and--
Her phone tumbles to the ground and bounces off of the wooden floor as Setsuna regards the stern-looking older man--bald, in a crisp suit--seated in a sitting-chair reading a newspaper. He lifts one eyebrow and pauses, looking questioningly to the girl in the doorway who stares at him as if she's just seen a ghost.
It starts to flood back quickly, the things that have happened, and she freezes, eyes wide in fear and shock, trying to catch her breath. "M-Moe--"
The man looks at her for a few more moments and then closes his paper, setting it to the side and rising to his full, considerable height, walking over. "...It must have been another of your nightmares," he says, his voice low, wise. "Come. Have a seat, Setsuna, tell me about it." He motions with his head to the table, where there's a pot of coffee and an extra three mugs beyond his own; four total.
"I--B-but, I--"
The stern man shakes his head. "It must have been a bad one, if it seems so strange that a father would want to hear what's bothering his favorite daughter. Here."
Gently, Moebius takes his daughter by the shoulder and guides her to a seat to talk all about the awful dream that has just passed.
