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melodiesoflife2015-10-04 09:28 am
damn_juicebox) wrote in melodiesoflife2015-10-04 09:28 am
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Throw the ball, to the stick.
WHO: Rukia Kuchiki, OPEN
WHAT: Undertaking Cid's quest to acquire the Scholar job, Rukia is assigned to take care of (aka distract) a dog that's bothering the workers at the lab. The catch? It's a ghost dog.A real nice ghost dawg.
WHEN: October 4th - October 10th, during lab hours
WHERE: Starting at the lab, then moving through the city. She probably won't go to the chocobo farm or anywhere densely populated.
NOTES: I'm starting this in prose, but you can respond with action brackets if you prefer.
It was an ordinary morning. She cooked herself a simple meal of rice and broth. Brushed her teeth. Changed out of her pajamas to assume the usual black robes of her Ninja class. Combed her hair. Bid goodbye to the roommates.
But the task she set out to complete was far from ordinary. She was dealing with a ghost, and she was something of an expert when it came to souls. As such, she was armed with her secret weapon, tucked safely away in her pocket until the time came when she would be forced to use it.
She arrived at the lab ten minutes before the normal working hours, and lifted her hand in greeting. "I'm here for the ghost."
It wasn't hard to find. It was lifting its leg as if peeing on a piece of important looking science equipment. But, being a ghost, there were no smelly liquids to clean. "Oi! You!" Rukia folded her arms to regard the canine sternly. It whipped around to look at her, then its tongue lolled as it crouched playfully on its front legs. "I've come to deal with you."
She jammed her hands into her pocket, seizing the secret weapon, and held it aloft.
It was a rubber bone. Squeak squeak.
"Let's go, you."
Barking enthusiastically, the canine bounced and pranced around Rukia's legs as she walked out of the lab and into the streets, bone held high over her head.
The ghost was harmless, what she would have called a 'Plus' spirit back home. It retained enough of its old memories and heart that it couldn't be considered a threat. Would that she could perform konso, she would have been glad to put its soul to rest, but she had no access to her shinigami abilities. For now, she would play with it.
In truth, she didn't really mind. And secretly, as the days passed, she found herself growing very fond of the capricious creature. Rukia had never owned a pet before, especially not a dog. So she took it for walks, played with it in the park, repeatedly got knocked over every time the dog got too excited and wanted to bowl over the 77-pound woman, and when play was over, she sat next to it at the base of the tree, petting it. Or making the motions, anyway, which it seemed to enjoy just as much.
As it curled up next to her knees, Rukia leaned her head back. Was it wrong to get attached like this? Eventually something would have to be done, and it was ill-advised for a spirit to linger on the plane of the living for too long. But still... She looked down at the pale sleeping spirit, and allowed a small smile to cross her face. For now, she could get used to this.
WHAT: Undertaking Cid's quest to acquire the Scholar job, Rukia is assigned to take care of (aka distract) a dog that's bothering the workers at the lab. The catch? It's a ghost dog.
WHEN: October 4th - October 10th, during lab hours
WHERE: Starting at the lab, then moving through the city. She probably won't go to the chocobo farm or anywhere densely populated.
NOTES: I'm starting this in prose, but you can respond with action brackets if you prefer.
It was an ordinary morning. She cooked herself a simple meal of rice and broth. Brushed her teeth. Changed out of her pajamas to assume the usual black robes of her Ninja class. Combed her hair. Bid goodbye to the roommates.
But the task she set out to complete was far from ordinary. She was dealing with a ghost, and she was something of an expert when it came to souls. As such, she was armed with her secret weapon, tucked safely away in her pocket until the time came when she would be forced to use it.
She arrived at the lab ten minutes before the normal working hours, and lifted her hand in greeting. "I'm here for the ghost."
It wasn't hard to find. It was lifting its leg as if peeing on a piece of important looking science equipment. But, being a ghost, there were no smelly liquids to clean. "Oi! You!" Rukia folded her arms to regard the canine sternly. It whipped around to look at her, then its tongue lolled as it crouched playfully on its front legs. "I've come to deal with you."
She jammed her hands into her pocket, seizing the secret weapon, and held it aloft.
It was a rubber bone. Squeak squeak.
"Let's go, you."
Barking enthusiastically, the canine bounced and pranced around Rukia's legs as she walked out of the lab and into the streets, bone held high over her head.
The ghost was harmless, what she would have called a 'Plus' spirit back home. It retained enough of its old memories and heart that it couldn't be considered a threat. Would that she could perform konso, she would have been glad to put its soul to rest, but she had no access to her shinigami abilities. For now, she would play with it.
In truth, she didn't really mind. And secretly, as the days passed, she found herself growing very fond of the capricious creature. Rukia had never owned a pet before, especially not a dog. So she took it for walks, played with it in the park, repeatedly got knocked over every time the dog got too excited and wanted to bowl over the 77-pound woman, and when play was over, she sat next to it at the base of the tree, petting it. Or making the motions, anyway, which it seemed to enjoy just as much.
As it curled up next to her knees, Rukia leaned her head back. Was it wrong to get attached like this? Eventually something would have to be done, and it was ill-advised for a spirit to linger on the plane of the living for too long. But still... She looked down at the pale sleeping spirit, and allowed a small smile to cross her face. For now, she could get used to this.
Oct 4th - Before all the things
"Oh~ And just where are you going, little missy?" she teases, even if, technically, she is the youngest adult in the house; only 7 years since creation!
Excellent!
She smoothed a hand down over her robes to make sure she looked competent, then stepped toward the door. "Will you be home tonight? I may try my hand at cooking a meal for everyone."
Re: Excellent!
"So, what's this new job? An actual paying job, or one of our crystal jobs?" she asks, pulling her own crystal from her rather deep cleavage.
Re: Excellent!
Stop mocking her with things she'll never have."A crystal job," Rukia replied, slipping on her shoes. "I mean to undertake Scholar, so I can learn the languages of this world. The sooner I begin, the better." She grabbed her jacket and slung it over her shoulder, just in case the autumn morning proved to be colder than anticipated.
She needed to leave soon, so as not to be late her first day on the job, but she held the door open and looked at Valvalis in silent invitation. If she wanted to walk with her, she was welcome to do so.
Re: Excellent!
"I have a couple of interesting jobs but... I'm not sure what good it'll do me, but, it's nice to try something new once in a while."
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"It is not as if I planned to stay here forever. There are duties to perform at home, and people who are waiting for me. The more knowledge I have, the more likely I am to find a way for us to return, once this world's Calamity has been neutralized. There are records I would research that seem to be written in the Ancient language."
With that, she stepped outside. "It seemed the sensible thing to do."
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Why would she ever consider going back home just to be dead, and Rukia's explanation reminded her of that, and it showed greatly in her face.
"I suppose it would be... yes..."
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She sighed a little, then looked back at her roommate.
"Just because I elect to return does not mean you will be forced to do the same. I imagine there are many who would be delighted if you wished to stay."
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"I'm still looking for somewhere to call home. Or a means to return to my own and not be... well..." she trails off and shakes her head.
"Anyways, what manner of job is it you have to do." They might spend far too long being sad if they keep on like this.
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She reached into her robes and took out a rubber bone, regarding it thoughtfully. "I plan to take it to the park, if it proves willing to follow me. Perhaps you might wish to meet us there, if you have an affinity for dogs."
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Well in her mind, that's all sorts of large, terrible things. It would be TERRIBLY amusing to see her trampled, if for a moment, by some large undead ghoulish beast while she attempts to use a mere rubber bone to distract it.
Though she'd hate to see her truly hurt too. "I believe I may, if to see what manner of ghost it really is~"
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Thanks for the vote of confidence, Val."All right," Rukia smiled, and folded her arms to wait for her roommate to put on her shoes. And jacket, if she felt so inclined.
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You're quite welcome. To her it's funny, picturing a large FF-style monster.Of course, Val puts on neither things, rather just throwing on the cloak from her Time Mage job, and nothing more. She doesn't even walk on the floor anymore... constant state of Float~
It didn't take long for the super-blonde to be ready to go.