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Sheena Fujibayashi ([personal profile] ninjainviolet) wrote in [community profile] ioduanlogs2018-02-21 07:41 pm

Catch All for February (Open)

Characters: Sheena and YOU!
Date: All of February
Location: All over Aifaran
Situation: Getting blamed for things, Checking out Buildings, running away from fans...
Warnings/Rating: None

A: Faith--Spirit of Mis-Fortune


"Stop!"

Feeling her arm roughly grabbed, Sheena doesn't bother looking before twisting and flipping the person over and onto the ground. Placing her foot on the person's chest, she puts her hands on her hips and glares at them.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"


B: Commerce--Favorable Bank Error


Anyone who knows Sheena would realize something is different about her today. There seems to be a happy bounce to her step as she wanders the city from empty building to empty building, peering inside and taking pictures and making notes, seemingly oblivious to anyone who may be following her.

There's even some humming going on as she works. And if people get close enough, they'll see her actually pinch herself with an "ow" and a quiet, "Yep, this is real" before going on her way.


C: Art--Going Viral


Sheena's a pretty fast runner, but even she's having a hard time keeping ahead of the shouting crowd behind her. Variations of declarations of "loving her" can be heard as she passes business after business before seeing her chance to escape.

Timing things just right, she leaps on and over a heavily-laden cart, putting it between her and the crowd and using it as cover for where she really goes.

From her new perch on the roof of the nearest building, she watches the mob run by, shouting her name and declarations before turning and sinking down with a sigh.

"What the hell was that all about?"


D: Wildcard

Want to do something else? Meet up with her elsewhere? No problem!
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[personal profile] choiced 2018-03-01 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
The elbow to the torso hurts about as much as it ever does. Which is to say, it's excruciatingly painful, and Zelos folds over with the pain. "You did," he manages to say, his voice a lot weaker and croakier than it was seconds beforehand. "Just now." Goddess damn it Sheena why can't you ever just be happy to see him. "Is your memory going in your old age?"

... And that last comment is going to get him hit again, so Zelos dodges backwards and puts the grin back on his face, hands up in surrender. "I'm joking, I'm joking! I just wanted to know what you're so happy about. It can't have been hitting me, because you looked happy before that. What's up?"
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[personal profile] choiced 2018-03-03 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ow!" She's dragging him before Zelos fully recovers from the elbow to the torso. Okay, clearly he's going to have to start preemptively turning feeling off around Sheena. She's dangerous, and he... keeps forgetting he can do that now.

Contrary to pretty much everything Zelos stands for, he bites back a joke about how he thought Sheena was happy with exhibitionism, and instead frowns at the building he's dragged to when they get there. "Okay," he says slowly. "Not quite what I had in mind. What's it for?"
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[personal profile] choiced 2018-03-04 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
Zelos? Talk about what he's feeling? Uh-huh.

"You got extra money, and you're going to use it to open a shop?" He sounds shocked, like Sheena just suggested going to a hot spring and not peeking at all the female bathers. "You could move out of the Bridge! You could live here! Why would you open a shop?" After a pause: "Why would you want me to run the shop?"
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[personal profile] choiced 2018-03-04 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but that was in Keeliai. Didn't Keeliai burn down a few thousand years ago?" Zelos looks the empty building up and down. "You really want to run a tea shop again?"

It's not that Zelos thinks Sheena wouldn't be able to manage it spectacularly. It's more that he's used to stagnating. When you're rich and you have people to do everything for you, losing things you care about tends to send you spiralling, not into determined production and self-improvement.

He admires Sheena's fortitude, even if he'd never admit it.

At the last question, Zelos gives Sheena a bemused look. "What do you mean, why not? Because the most I've ever done is make a few non-alcoholic cocktails every week. I have no idea how to run a shop. Other people run shops, I just --"

-- do nothing? Without any way to end the sentence, Zelos trails off.