21st Case - [Written] - Foward-dated to the morning of the 4th

[fortuneprince]

[ It's a weird feeling, deja vu is. 

Standing in the doorway of what used to be Rise's room, Naoto staring in at the bareness of it.  The bed is neatly made, no fluffy or frilly pillows resting around it, just white sheets and a single pillow.  Everything the idol once possessed and stored in this room now gone.  Accessories, pictures, books, clothes, you name it, all gone.

It felt as if Luceti just wiped the girl off the face of the earth.  Like she was never even here.  That every moment Naoto spent with her here was a lie.  Much like when Souji left.

Naoto doesn't panic as the reality of the situation sets in nor does she cry.  Instead, she closes the door to the unoccupied room quietly, and walks away from it, sitting herself down on the couch while Kuzunoha stays behind and stares at the door sadly, waiting for his playmate to come out and scream at him.

It takes her a good thirty minutes to pick up the journal, but when she does, she almost decides to try a filter, to try and deny what she knows what's really going on, but she resists.  What would the point be?  She knows it would break.  So she pulls out her pen, in fear that her voice may crack if she speaks, and writes: ]

Rise Kujikawa has been sent home. [ ...She stares down at her own message and frowns, the tears finally well up in her eyes.  It's going to be so much quieter without Rise around.  Without her best friend. ]

Comments

[Written]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan barely knew Rise. He'd met her a few times over the past years, but never even got her name. However, he does know the person who put up the announcement, so he won't hesitate to write down a reply.]

Are you all right?

[Written]

[fortuneprince]

I will be, at the very least. [She really did have to think of a good answer to his question. She really is okay just a little shaken up by the suddenness of the situation]

Grieving over those who leave for a short time is only natural.

[Written]

[fortunefail]

[He really shouldn't be surprised at such a clever response, but it also confirms a suspicion he had.]

Yes, it is. Do you require company?

[Written]

[fortuneprince]

[Pausing for a second to think about this but not for more than a second. It's too quiet here. Dead quiet. Kuzunoha isn't even barking.]

Having company wouldn't be something I would argue against at the present.

[Voice]

[mistlegacy]

[It takes her a bit to respond, her voice quiet and a touch melancholy.]

I'm sorry to hear that. She'll be missed.

[Written]

[fortuneprince]

[If she could find the stability in her voice, she'd reply the same way this woman did. But since she can't, she just writes]

Indeed she will. Did you happen to be a friend of hers?

[Written]

[mistlegacy]

[She'll reply in kind, then.]

I'd like to think so, yes. She helped me at the Welcome Center, until recently.

(Written) I am so sorry and you can ignore me if you want

[goodboy]

Hᴏᴏʀᴀʏ!!!!

(Written) oaehgoauerhg nono it's okay

[fortuneprince]

[ ...What. The. Fuck.

"Hooray"?]

And who might you be? [Refraining from adding "heartless bastard" in there]

Re: (Written) OK GOOD i always feel bad about him....

[goodboy]

Oʜ, I'ᴍ Tᴏʙɪ! (ヾ(´･ω･｀)
        Tᴏʙɪ ɪs sᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ.

[written]

[tellmejohn]

After how long?

[written]

[fortuneprince]

Nearly two years, I believe.

[written]

[tellmejohn]

Quite a length of time. Were there signs?

written;

[menial]

['... Shit.

Okay, I don't mean that in a light-hearted way, either. Rise-chan...!']

Sorry to hear it.

written;

[fortuneprince]

It's all right. It's for the best, I believe. [Just going to. Keep telling herself that]

written;

[menial]

Sure, yeah. But -- it's still hard on the rest of us.

I didn't know you were close to Rise-chan, Shirogane.

[action because!]

[tolivefortoday]

[Yun had woken with an inkling that something was wrong even before she checked her journal, but those words confirmed what she'd feared. Yet another person, gone, and this time someone she knew... Her first instinct was to rush over and see with her own eyes, however unnecessary that would have been. Though she wouldn't. Not yet.

Who'd want someone knocking on their door while they were crying!

Instead Yun finds something else to do for about a half an hour, fiddling around in the kitchen with breakfast instead. It isn't until Naoto's had some time to herself that she'll have her little neighbor knocking on the door.]

[action because!]

[fortuneprince]

[And that's just enough time for Naoto to somewhat calm herself down. Not saying that she had been sobbing, but she's finished crying for the time being.

Kuzunoha barks first at the door when he hears the knock, running around in circles in front of it (hoping that it's Rise) and Naoto quickly walks over to it so he doesn't continue making noise. She takes a deep breath to relax and opens the door]

Ah... Good morning, Yun-san.

[action]

[tolivefortoday]

Good morning, Naoto. [Then Yun's timing is good enough, which isn't all that much of a surprise considering. She's standing in the hallway with whatever she could rustle up to use as a tray. On that? Food. It's really just scrambled eggs, toast, some fruit, and a pot of tea (with cups, of course). Hopefully that'll do.] I thought you might like some breakfast...

[Just in case she might forget while fretting over the disappearance.]

[written]

[kindhearted]

[Roji has barely gotten over one disappearance and now he's woken up to another. But now that he's gone through this once, the blow isn't as hard.

Though perhaps he's still a little numb from before.]

Thanks for telling us.

I'm sorry.

[written]

[fortuneprince]

Of course.

There's no need for you to apologize. [Her pen stays in one place for a good minute before she continues on] It was no doubt for the best. [Right? Right.]

[written]

[kindhearted]

Yes. She'll be back at home now.

It's not going to be the same without her, though.

[Especially at the Welcome Center. Rise was usually the person he'd go to for instructions, and he spent a lot of shifts with her and Emil.]

[written]

[perplexme]

[...oh man...]

Give me twenty minutes, okay? [Because he's coming over whether she likes it or not.]

[written]

[fortuneprince]

Alright.

[It's not like she could say no to Roxas at this point. His company is more than welcome, especially now]

[action]

[perplexme]

[He derped around for a few minutes, trying to think if he should bring her something for comfort before realizing all he was doing was wasting time. He leaves his place at a run, picking up speed and racing for her apartment building. He barely bothers to knock as he reaches her door.]

Naoto?