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藤丸 立香 | Fujimaru Ritsuka ([personal profile] fujimaru) wrote in [community profile] avalaughs 2021-08-01 09:03 pm (UTC)

Fujimaru Ritsuka | fate/grand order

I. ALL WASHED UP

This is fine.

[ Ritsuka says this aloud, staring straight up at the sky; she's lying flat on her back on the shore, her hands folded over her chest. Sure. Why not? This is far from the first time she's plummeted from an inadvisable height, and hey! Water landings are great, provided that you're upright at the moment. Being randomly pulled from something to drop from somewhere from above? Random strange giant animals? A comm device that is no longer working? Must be another day ending in y.

But now that she's made it to shore, she flops down to the position she's in now. It's okay to take a moment, right? There's no one here to fuss over her or scold her for having a breather. How does the rest of that meme go? ]


I'm okay with what's happening. Things are going to be okay.

[ Not quite right, but whatever. Close enough, right? Sometimes you have to take a moment to complain to the uncaring sky before you go join the crowd to complain with everyone else. ]

II. RIP LOGIN STREAK

[ Something about the name Archimedes is familiar. But that's a different branch of the fateverse, and other than that, Ritsuka has seem maybe ten minutes of that one Disney movie, before the TV got mysteriously destroyed by a sword. Don't ask, it's a long story.

That aside, she's gotten herself a (virgin) strawberry thing and has found a spot where she can watch the most amount of people while she fiddles with the phone. Loading... loading... loading--

The noise she makes is a high-pitched sort of choking sound, pure offense distilled into a single sharp note. ]


Hey! Hey!! I was three days off from a login bonus, what gives?!

III. WINDOW SHOPPING

[ Listen, it's been a long time since Ritsuka has been on her own. Even in her room by herself, she's always known that there would be someone outside, if she just stepped out of her door and looked around. She'd gotten used to being surrounded--swamped even, sometimes--and now she's... not. It's uncomfortable in ways she doesn't really want to think about too deeply. Once upon a time, she'd been a pretty independent person, and it's not that she doesn't feel like she can't handle things on her own even now, it's just... she misses her people. That's not a crime, right?

So of course, at the first opportunity she's presented, she heads to the bazaar. It's not like she's got any money to spend (that part isn't new; her allowance from her parents had been enough to cover necessities and only the occasional splurge, and she hadn't even had the chance to enjoy the giant paycheck from Chaldea before Everything Else That Happened happened. Right now, she's mostly here for the chance to get a lay of the land, and also to just be around people. Any people! Goddamn this girl is lonely already.

But she pauses at the auction, listening to the bids, and mutters--not quite to herself, not really, certainly loud enough for someone to hear: ]


Man, where's Tristan when you need him? I bet he'd kill this.

IV. JOKER'S WILD

[[ Wildcard me! If you want to hash things out, I can be hit up at [plurk.com profile] nekokoban or nekokoban#8942 @ discord! ]]

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