Parsee Mizuhashi (
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Faith and Memories (Wide Open)
Who: Parsee (
bridge_princess) and you!
What: November Catch-All (Complete with Tsukumogami and Blessings!)
Where: Out and about
When: November!
Content Warnings: Nope!
Will do three separate sub-threads for options and a wildcard. Feel free to hop in at your leisure.
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What: November Catch-All (Complete with Tsukumogami and Blessings!)
Where: Out and about
When: November!
Content Warnings: Nope!
Will do three separate sub-threads for options and a wildcard. Feel free to hop in at your leisure.
The Spirit is In - Shrine/Blessing
Hearing a clapping of hands, or some other sound from outside, she grunted and got to her feet, walking out. Her clothes were all in white, even if they were still makeshift. She'd finally conceded to the need to speak and left the candles out of her mouth but she still wore a metal crown of woven trash with candle held at the top. Peaking out, she raised an eyebrow.]
Eh? You here for prayers?
[Outside, the smeargle painted sign telling them 'prayers one pebble' was all that told how this worked.]
(OOC: Awaiting approval for her assignment as a spirit, but I assume it will play out. If you're interested in a blessing, she may in fact give that to people she doesn't dislike, because that will really... really... mess with her. You can, if you wish, have your character coming back after a blessing too to comment.)
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Yes. However, we also brought cake.
(They gesture at a makeshift platter sitting on the ground next to them with several cute identical mini lemon cakes on it.
It was common for them to bring friends cake on Enso, and now that they have access to cake here, they will continue the tradition.)
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[She was blinking and surprised right about now, because wow that definitely qualified in her mind as a substitute for a damned pebble, even if she could still eat pebbles. Cakes were better. They just were.]
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(They're just continuing the tradition.)
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[She stepped out, reaching out a hand for the cakes and looking down at them curiously. Much better than rocks and pebbles, she could admit that readily enough and she certainly seemed pleased by the thought.]
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An occasion was not previously required.
(Cake was just, for a little while, how Legion symbolized friendship to people who didn't always understand their words.
Physical gestures, they've found, are far more communicative.)
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[And, after a moment's consideration, she took one of the cakes off of the platter before setting the rest inside. Taking it, she took a bite out of it. The 'supplicant' should get to see their 'deity' get to eat the food put before them rather than symbolically, if possible. Mmmm, not bad actually.]
Trying to pick up some of the more pleasant of human habits, I take it? [She winked at him, and after a bit of a thought, she nodded.] So... uh... was there something or someone you wanted to think about today? Maybe someone here. You or another.
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We have been attempting to tame the creatures that resemble the Geth.
(One for now, but they'd like to try and tame more, or at least get them to be friendlier. They don't want the ...remnants? ...children? of their people to be horrible monsters that lure people in and eat them.
Perhaps they will pray for success in this venture.)
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Have you had much luck so far?
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It remains hostile.
(Needless to say, they do not open it.)
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Screw you, Broom! - The Shrine, Bridge or nearby Bar
She was staring at a Broom.
The broom was just lying there on the ground where it had tripped her. Parsee had her hands on her hips, her foot tapping and she was snarling down at it with an angry tone in her voice. She pointed right at the broom and scowled while she spoke.]
Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me. Don't you think I can't see you, you little cretin. Get off your damned high horse! I'll clean up when I want to clean up!
I swear! It brought you here?!?
[And the broom... lay there on the ground, innocent and broom-like.]
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Hey, for all he knows the broom can hear her yelling. Nothing surprises him anymore.]
Is this an argument I should be hearing, or something personal?
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[She reached down and grabbed the broom, lifting it and jabbing her finger at it while she glared. She looked downright annoyed at the thing as she began sweeping and stared over at Espio.]
Don't let the innocent look fool you. It's a selfish, greedy little bastard. As if I don't have better things to do.
Bumming Around - Heavenly Blanc
But that wasn't going to happen. She couldn't help it. There was some jealousy in the way he gazed, a bit of her persistent envy bleeding out before it faded. Eventually, though, she let the feelings settle and sighed to herself, clearing her throat.]
Quiet day today, eh?
[...she wasn't great at small talk, sorry.]
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Perhaps it's because it's exactly the home he found when he first arrived in Tokyo. Right now, Ren stands on a chair, removing dust from the lights and definitely catching sight of that jealous stare.)
Ever since we got sleep back.
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[She snorted. That was totally not an invitation to start that sort of thing, she hoped.]
You been alright, Ren? I know... that place was weird, alright? I'm not worried or anything, but...
[Look, don't make her admit she might be slightly concerned about a friend. That never ended pleasantly.]
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By her words, he doesn't need to think too hard to gather that she means Mementos. The concern is comprehensible, and he jumps off the chair, patting his hands before he can wash it. He appreciates the company, Parsee.)
I'm alright. (What is one, two or maybe three more traumas at this point?) Did you have a hard time there?
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[She walked over towards him and settled at the bar, grunting as she did so. She looked... not exactly apologetic, but definitely a lot less on edge than she usually was. It probably wasn't something to get used to, considering that there was always something with her. But at the moment... she looked calmer.]
My powers were on, so there were some... incidents. But the kind of damage I can do when it's just me and one other person's pretty low. Almost pathetic really, and there's a couple people that are sort of immune.
Like Legion. Totally immune. Nothin.
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(Which was unfortunate. He knows that Parsee wasn't too happy about the powers returning when she was finally getting a grip on living without them. She seemed happy without.)
That's good to know. We should plan in case that happens again, though.
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If there's nothing to be jealous about, you just end up growling at each other or possessive. I don't know just how much damage could happen here. But maybe a bit of prep isn't bad. [She folded her arms, thinking for a minute.]
I'm going to stay in the shack I've got built over by the bridge. Just in case. I can visit the apartments, but it's better if I've got somewhere else to be in a pinch.
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(If, and only if she isn't secluding herself completely, he's fine with her taking precautions. Likewise, he couldn't be sure what would happen if Satanael was out the way Loki had been back in Mementos. Perhaps there are more things he needs to plan around.)
You told me strong will and meditation helps fight it off.
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Oh... I know you will. You're stubborn like that. But you've got more and more of your friends showing up around here. I've noticed that.
...
It does seem to be helping, and Tifa's idea might work. We'll... see.
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(And others might, too. Who knows at this point? He's not so happy about it, but also, he's thrilled about it. The bittersweet feeling seems to persist, even if this has happened three times already.)
You're doing well. (He tells Parsee with a pleased smile, almost proud. The Void returned her powers for a while, but it seems like she's dealing well with it.) We'll see.
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The Apartments - Just Visiting
She walked up to the room of whoever it was that was expecting her. Why had she agreed to this? Well, she was trying to be sociable, trying to listen to the faith a few people were giving, so here she went. Knock Knock.]
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