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....? She glanced around what should have been her classroom. Only to find that not only was Val not here like she had said, but there was a whole new set of people in their classroom..
Did I take a wrong turn somewhere?
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Is it to your liking?
-Tragen
"Ahahaha.. How thoughtful.."
The both of them were happy with her husband's.. Capabilities. So much so that such things hardly ever crossed their minds. But seeing one now. One that... Size..
She.. Didn't need that. Neither of them did.
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Happy anniversary Miss Miyoshi, here's a gift for you and your husband. 🎁
-Tragen
"Oh-!"
Huh, she didn't expect to get a gift this year from anyone.. Maybe she could pretend this is her gift for her beloved.
"Thank you so much~!" With a hum, she opened the box.
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Amai quickly turned away from the vent the moment she heard the door open, adjusting herself ever so slightly to hide Lily away from Ichi's sight but, in the process, hiding Ichi away from Lily's sight.
Her gaze bounced between the analytic and the bundle she had returned. The relief of being able to wear her clothing she was comfortable with once more easing off her shoulders in a sigh. Amai bowed once in thanks but would bow even further down in a silent 'apology' for making her fetch her things.
There was hesitation in her hands as she pulled the yukata closer. It wasn't exactly hers.. But she'd make do with it. She's lived long enough to know how to properly tie one without the assistance of others, so she didn't need to turn to Ichi for help tying it.
She looked up from where she sat in a silent plead for another brief moment of privacy. The thought of having to change in front of both Ichi and Lily was not one she was willing to make a reality. The latter she could simply ask to turn away, that would have been no problem for her. But as for the other... Solitude was much more preferred...
Can you wait outside so I can change?
Was the first thing she wrote on the notepad, accompanying the little note with a doodle of a pleading face.
Please?
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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Amai looked back at the plushies that laid sprawled out on the futon she had abandoned. She hadn't pegged Ichi as being a fan of little plushies like those and at this point she was half expecting them to be bought for this special occasion: out of the supposed goodness of her heart. If not that, then her next guess was that they were for her little friend. At least she would have been right about that.
"I do."
Amai took one at random and hugged it into her lap, taking solace in it as she would have to Lily if she was allowed to. She would have held it out to her to return but.. you know. After checking back (again) to make sure Ichi wouldn't be returning, she signed to Lily once more.
"Why are you in the vents?"
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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Lily.
She remembered Ichi saying she needed to wake up the child. It was why she woke up alone, according to the analytic at least. Yet... For her to be here.. Did that mean she was in her home? Being kept somewhere like their basement felt bittersweet; far better than somewhere completely random entirely.
"It's locked." She was quick to sign before pointing to the bolts on the grate. Unlike her older sister, Amai knew well that Lily understood sign language, making it easier for her to communicate and to keep her words from unwanted, prying ears.
"But are you okay? Where are we?"
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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Once the door was closed, the tension in her shoulders was released in one long shutter. Despite Ichi's best efforts to making her new life as comfortable for her as they possibly could, she only gave the opposite effect. No part of her wanted to stay here, helpless and alone. Hell, dare she say that she'd prefer to go back to her village, where she was at least free to roam the grounds and the forests that surrounded it, than to stay here.
There was a part of her that didn't want to hurt her friend's twisted feelings.. But she couldn't stay cooped up in a place like this, and would take any chance to not return to the life she had before she ran away from home. And the noises that came from the vent sounded like her best option to do so.
There didn't seem to be any cameras in the room.. And hopefully it would take Ichi some time before they'd return with her things. She turned her back to the metal doors and bent down into the mouth of the vent.
Her hoarse voice barely above a whisper, Amai called out to whoever or whatever was on the other side.
"Is someone there?.. Hello?"
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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Ah so you know Maggie! I'm gonna assume you've asked for her help on how duck-caring works?
"Maggie is a friend of ours. She comes by every so often to hang out with Amai and the others. But, yeah, she knows we've taken in some ducks."
Some was an understatement.
"Gave us a booklet of things to consider when caring for them, including affordable duck feed brands and where to find them. She was really happy to share with us what she knew. But I don't think she knows that we can't exactly fit them all in my backyard."
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This was all too much to take in at one time, but was there any other way to package it? Drugged, kidnapped and now kept in some strange place for an 'extended sleepover'.
She didn't know what to ask for, nor would she even be given it if Ichi didn't like it. But she needed something, to take back what sense of comfort had been forcibly stripped from her and to get a moment to herself to think.
Amai tapped at Ichi's back and carefully tugged from her embrace as to not alarm her. Once she was given her space, she held up hands hands as if to write on a notepad; once that messaged had gotten through, she pinched at the white t-shirt before motioned downwards to her legs. The two things that she wanted were simple, a pen and paper to communicate and her kimono back. She would feel so much more comfortable with her clothing back.
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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Amai? How are you doing :D?
What is going on... Why is she acting this way?
She wasn't doing the best... There were multiple reasons for her to feel sick it was just a matter of her taking her pick.
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I hear there's a girl trying to become an ultimate who could help you with that
"Yeah I guess I could talk to Maggie or Chiyo even.. I'm sure they'd love to come see them."
They could take them too.
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L-Love..?
Amai loved all her friends, best friends, casual friends, even acquaintences, she loved all of them. That's just who she was.. But the lovestruck look in her eyes was easily expecting something completely different. Amai loved Ichi, like she did with everyone else. She didn't see her that way. She didn't see anyone that way..
Her eyes flickered back and forth between the rose walls that surrounded her and the rose eyes that stared at her, expecting an answer that she didn't want to give. But she couldn't say no, could she? Ichi wouldn't let her say no, now would she...?
Amai tried to calm her nerves, but the shaken smile she gave Ichi wasn't doing her any justice. It was far from convincing, and even further away from welcoming.
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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What's it like being the father to an absurd amount of ducks?
Fujio let out one of the deepest sighs he's ever had in a very long while. Nothing about it could be seen as remotely positive but he still kept up his usual smile, almost laughing to himself at the absurdity of his new children.
"They're cute when they're not screaming at each other."
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Fujio, how much does a polar bear weight?
Enough to break the ice, hi I'm Kuma
The joke did get a genuine chuckle out of him. With Lola around, it's a surprise he hasn't heard that one yet.
"That's a good one..! And it's nice to meet you, Kuma. I'm Fujio, though you already knew that."
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The clicking noise behind the door sent a cold shiver up her spine. Someone was here and by god was she not going to have her back to them so freely. Amai turned her back to the light, her eyes refocusing on the intruder the person behind her new cell.
... Ichi?
Why was she here? She began to wonder, though that felt like a dumb question considering she didn't know why she herself was here. But the question for her analytic soon turned to 'why did she come from that door?' Hell, why was that door there in the first place? Or the vent or, well, anything?
Each time Amai tried to rationalize or figure out their situation, so many more questions would replace them.
To make matters just the slightest bit worse, she couldn't communicate. No pen. No paper. There was not even enough macarons for her to shape into a message one word at a time. With no other choice, she looked at Ichi in confusion with her hands held up motioned to the room.
What is all of this?
The thought that her friend would hold her hostage felt too cartoonish to be real, like something that would happen in a Phoenix Wright game. Though, if this was her sick beginnings in such a game, she'd hate to know what her fate would be considering that it's a murder mystery game...
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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The sense of nostalgia was not what she expected to wake up to. Left on her side with her once sleeping form unable to escape the firmness of matted flooring. Mixed with the sounds of nature not even 10 feet away, she could have easily mistaken her surroundings as home. Not the house she stayed in with her best friend, mind you. But the village she once lived in with the rest of her family; where her mornings were just as serene as this and her day to be started by the not so soft kneading her giant cloud of a dog would give her chest.
Time went on and no such greeting would come to her, leaving her to stir and finally open her eyes. The familiar sense of ease was cruelly ripped from her at the sight of the room. Though the style was similar to the room she grew up in; the colors, the decor, none of it was remotely the same. She shot up to get a better look at the place, her head turning every which way in hopes of finding any clues about where she was.
Her eyes locked onto the metal door, it's color clashing harshly against the soft hues of the rest of the room. Her stomach started to churn as she continued to stare; unable yo look away as if someone would walk through it if she dared to look away.
...
...
...
Amai sighed, a little bit relieved that no one came through (for now at least) . But that didn't exactly ease her from the rest of her worries.
Where am I..? She thought to herself, her gaze slowly drifting to the other door. It's morning but.. Last thing she could even remember, it was just hitting the afternoon..
How long have I been asleep?
It was only after pushing herself to her feet would she notice that she no longer dawned the checkered kimono she'd usually wear and the shirt she was wearing wasn't even hers. And the thought that someone could have seen her bare (with or without underwear) made her sick..
Unlike the other, it looked like she was able to open the sliding door.
Maybe I should get some fresh air.. That'll help...
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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Her hold on the sweet tightened, her fingers rubbing against its crusted shell but, strangely enough, she could feel none of it. No.. She couldn't even feel the hand she was holding it with. It wasn't numb, it was just.. Gone in her head.
Little by little she slowly started to lose feeling in her body. The feet that fit snuggly in her socks; the knees that were desperate to keep her upright; the pits of her stomach that twisted itself in confusion as to whether it was full or completely empty; the heart that beated passionately against her ears fearful of what was happening (and the lack of knowledge thereof); and, finally, her sky blue eyes that lost focus of its surroundings, each blink falling slower and slower as she struggled to stay awake.
"Ichi..?" Was the last Amai could muster, her hand weakly reaching out to her friend in an attempt to keep her from falling back before she would eventually lose sight of that too.
"Amai~ Amai~ Amai~"
Amai raised both hands high and waved, always more than happy to see a friend once more.
@ichi-peachy
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