Day 48: Courtyard

"I could tell you some stories," Yuffie suggested brightly, "of unquestionable legality." Illegality, that was. Petty little things like the law didn't usually mean very much to her, except for the times when she had to uphold it. Always fun for the breaking, though, the law, and messy for the clean-up. Just the way she liked it.

Her nurse looked like she wanted to rub her temples. With sandpaper. "No, thank you," she said instead. "Why don't you run along, now?" Please!, was the unspoken request. Before I spontaneously combust. Or commit various acts of violence that would have me arrested, or placed in a loony bin. Like this one. Yuffie had quite a bit of fun filling in the blanks other people left. Sometimes she did it outloud, just to see the reaction; sometimes she kept it to herself. It really, really depended.

"Don't mind if I do!"

She took off, bolting out into the Courtyard. The weather was dour, overcast and threatening rain, but Yuffie didn't care. She'd refused a coat on principle, and had found herself bargaining: Fine, fine, Plucky had conced she could go without a coat, but unless she had at least a sweatshirt on, there'd be no outside-time for her. She ran a little ways down the dirt path, then toppled herself into a series of cartwheels. Straighten, run. Cartwheel. Straighten, run, just for the sheer sake of movement, and the whip of the wind. She laughed a little giddily, checking her gait down to a jog. Gawd, Leviathan, she'd needed this. Right from the get-go, she'd needed this. Every day she spent cooped up in side, the more nervous energy she had.

Nanaki had helped, she realized. Sort of. He'd…helped. In a way. His presence and everything that was wrong with it weighed on her, for sure, but he was still Nanaki. He didn't deserve to be here, didn't deserve to be stuck in a body that he hated and couldn't use, but all the same, she found herself glad to have him.

Yuffie started to hum, as she jogged leisurely around the Courtyard. A cheery little tune, one of her favorites; no, it was her favorite. A Wutaian walking song, with the roughly translated title of Pathway After the Rain. The pace stayed even but the tune picked up, and she found herself half-singing snatches of the lyrics to herself. It felt like ages since she'd last said anything in her native tongue, at least outloud; she wrote in it all the time.

[The Doctor]

[identity profile] hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com 2010-03-12 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright, if you'd rather I not, that's fine," Momo replied.

She listened to Ranulf's story and wondered if the way he felt without his tail was similar to how the shinigami felt without their zanpakutou. Similar, she was sure, though one was more physical and the other spiritual. Perhaps it wasn't fair to compare them.

"I am sorry for your loss," she replied. a tone of understanding in her voice. "I am missing a part of myself, too."

[identity profile] laguz-decoy.livejournal.com 2010-03-12 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Ranulf's eyes widened, a curious look appearing on his face. She was missing something too? He realized he hadn't investigated much on who Momo really was. She couldn't be laguz or she would have jumped at the word, but who or what was she?

"You're missing a part too? Did you also have a tail before coming here?"

[identity profile] hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com 2010-03-13 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
At the question, Momo laughed, the sound light as a bell. Her with a tail? Tobiume was not like some of the other zanpakutou, so there was no tail for her when her beloved sword was released.

"No, not a tail, but you could say I've lost my wings," she replied. After a moment of giggling, she calmed herself down. "In actuality, I am missing my zanpakutou which is a fancy name for the other half of my soul." She paused. "I am what's called shinigami. I am a death god, Ranulf-san."

She wondered what the afterlife was like for laguz. "It's alright if you don't believe me."

[identity profile] laguz-decoy.livejournal.com 2010-03-16 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
When she'd first said "wings", he felt himself jump at the thought that she may be a bird-laguz from his world. As a result of this, he frowned a bit when she stated her true species. He didn't know what a zanpakutou was, or a shinigami for that matter but he still gave her a quiet smile.

"I believe you Momo. Anything is possible here, is it not?"

It was funny, because he wouldn't have been so open-minded had he not spent the night in a futuristic facility talking to a weapon-shapeshifter.

[identity profile] hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com 2010-03-17 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Ranulf's belief, despite the fact that he had no real reason to, made Momo feel a lot better than she thought it would. She'd gotten so used to people instantly not believing her, that it was almost a shock for someone to readily accept. It made her wonder if Ranulf was familiar with gods at all.

"You're quite right. This place is a menagerie of the unusual and unique," she said, flipping back a page in her sketchpad to an earlier one of a majestic fire bird soaring through the sky.

"This is what my wings look like. His name is Tobiume."

[identity profile] laguz-decoy.livejournal.com 2010-03-17 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Ranulf peered down at the drawing, an expression of awe appearing on his face. The illustration was beautiful, but that wasn't what had made him so alarmed. It was more-so the fact that the goddess, Ashera, was a bird laguz herself. Did Momo know of her? Surely in the realm of gods and goddesses, worlds didn't apply... right?

"This... this drawing is wonderful." He turned to her, little drops of water falling from his bangs and onto the bench. "As a death god, would you happen to know of a goddess named Ashera?"

[identity profile] hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com 2010-03-17 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
The shinigami searched her mind for any fellow reapers that went by the name Ashera and the names of the zanpakutou she knew. Unfortunately, she came up blank.

"I'm sorry, Ranulf-san, but I do not. It is possible that she does not exist in ym world as laguz do not exist in my world. Though I am a death god, there is no divinity associated with me. No one worships us, we just make sure the balance between the living world and the dead world stays intact, defending the living world against any spiritual attack."

She canted her head. "Will you tell me about Ashera?"

[identity profile] laguz-decoy.livejournal.com 2010-03-19 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Ranulf listened intently to what Momo was saying and was thoroughly intrigued. It seemed even places like her world could be affected by this place. "Landel's" was far more than a formidable opponent and Ranulf smiled inwardly that his friends were at least, for now, safe from this place.

Lost in thought, he almost missed Momo's next question, but snapped back as if coming out of a dream.

"O-Oh yes, Ashera... she is-"

But whatever he was about to say was cut off by the nurse who'd escorted him outdoors earlier, a sort of wild look in her eyes. She must have spotted his sweatpants...

"Alex... come. It's lunch time."

He gave her a sappy smile as he stood up and then turned to Momo, giving her a genuine one.

"It seems it's time for me to leave. I'd be glad to tell you of Ashera another time though?"

[identity profile] hajike-tobiume.livejournal.com 2010-03-20 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd love to hear about her. Take care, Ranulf-san," Momo replied, gathering her items as the laguz was escorted away.