rosavelle | kyoshika magadori → catch-all (january)

[ as she gets acclimated to the castle and its grounds, kyoshika has made the decision to look around a bit. after all, it's been a good while since she's been able to roam freely like this, even between the time that her master passed away and she started at the academy. it felt odd to be away from everyone after all this time, even moreso given recent events in her life... but, perhaps she'd be able to learn along with the princess about love.

after all, kurara had said she'd be a good partner. perhaps she had to figure out how to rebound after her failures.

for the time being, she can be found at the Amourian Library, admiring the atmosphere and cozy feeling inside. still, she's taking her time browsing through the collection of books, through each row and each section, looking intently.

finally, if she catches someone with her, she'll go ahead and ask. ]

Excuse me. Can you tell me where the manga section would be?

[ look this is how she learned about her own world, it should be the same here, right? ]

[Maybe this girl had come up to him because he'd been propping up the biggest book he could find but she'd almost certainly be disappointed to see that it wasn't literary prowess on display. Dante had simply used it as a cover to hide a bowl of chips he brought with him inside.

Crunching on a few, he responded with a half-full mouth--]

Manga? Wha's thafth?

[ oh, a classic trope! kyoshika waves her hand a bit. ]

Do not worry, I won't tell any one about your snacking. [ a beat. ] Manga-- comics. 'Tis the very highest of art one could strive for, one that can help someone suss out the tastes of the time period.

But... I can't really find them. Every young person should have a collection, should they not?

Comic books... [Wait. He'd squeezed his brows together in thought.]

No way. That's gotta be movies for sure. [He even offered her some chips--the non-greasy kind that were almost certainly made in a nice little shop.]

Gimme a good action flick and I'm sold... 'cause that's what I call high art. [Snapping into a grin like an idiot, he completely blanked over all the plays and opera he'd seen as a kid. That stuff? Couldn't hold a candle.]

Oh, thank you. [ she’s not going to turn down chips! ]

I see, you’re a film buff. I hear Lady Kurara is one too, although she wouldn’t watch them with me. Which is fine, some of them are too complex for me.

[ apparently they watched some b-movie before? was that why sir takumi turned her down?? ]

What of films based on comic books? Those are good too, sometimes.

There isn't one.

[ SHOT DOWN IMMEDIATELY by a woman sitting at a table surrounded by the oldest, thickest, most complicated-looking books in the place. There's more words on a single page of her chosen texts than probably exist in an entire volume of manga. ]

This… this cannot be!

[ shot down immediately?! meanwhile, there are so many actual books there?! ]

P-Perhaps they’re hiding? There’s a secret room hidden somewhere, yes, that must be it!

That's unlikely.

[ After all.... ]

I've removed every book from these shelves and found no such device.

[Oh. Oh no.

March can already tell this girl is going to take it even harder than she did. She's mostly here to finally get started on her Infusery, but...

She places a hand on Kyoshika's shoulder, face grave.]

Girl. I am so, so sorry.

[ kyoshika takes a second to figure out why she’s already being apologized to. her face grows pale, and she takes a step back. ]

You… you are joking, yes?! Ha ha, truly, putting one over on the foolish new girl, yes?!

Please, say you are simply trying to prank me!

[ kyoshika magadori was confused.

recently, thanks to the change of being drawn away from the TRC and living at the academy, she's been introduced to the concept of "rain". cold wet droplets coming from the darkened sky, pouring overhead and increasing the chances of them falling ill. seemed pretty bad, but luckily it seemed to be rare at the academy. that wouldn't be an issue in the slightest.

but weirdly enough... the rain here seemed a little more solid, and left the ground slippery and the weather downright freezing. kyoshika's wearing her normal outfit; her gi and a haori, and this should be enough but while she's walking about, she's got the Holy Jumonji Sword safely nestled in her arms.

until finally, she's stopped in her tracks and huddling towards the thistle and thorn. not going in, but more idling outside as she tries to warm herself up. ]

Haa, haa....

[ she's rubbing her arms, sword carefully nestled into her chest, cheeks red. ]

Is-- is it always this cold...?

[ she sniffles, and then shakes her head. ]

N-No, this is no-no-nothing! No frost shall sssstop me...!

[It is, at this moment, that Akane stops in whatever else she is doing to see someone freezing to death in the middle of the road. Considering this is an unusual state of affairs in Rosavelle, she looks down, tilts her head, and finally says,]

You need a little help there?

[She's dressed in leathers and tight pants, with the gloves with metal protectors on. She's got a herb packet at her hip-- or, it would smell of herbs if you got close enough. The cold air and snow don't carry it well. There's some water and a shaker inside, too.]

Come on. Numbness isn't good for you.

[ a look of shock comes across kyoshika’s face, as someone speaks to her. kyoshika’s grip on herself loosens as she starts to stammer a bit. ]

You- ah, you can tell that I’m that cold? I-I thought I was hiding it fairly we— [ followed by a sneeze. and a sniffle. ]

R-Right, thank you m-my lady. Please, help.

All right, let's see if we can't warm you up a bit.

[She gets her shoulder under Kyoshika's arm and lifts with her legs. If she wanted, Kyoshika could probably remain curled up and stay lifted off the ground with Akane's pure strength. Girl moves people around like some people move cats.]

[She's also warm.]

So. Pick your pleasure. We've got hot food, cafes, heading back up to the castle...

[ so strong! kyoshika's impressed, but now's not the time to comment on that. especially as even being close to her is helping a bit.

she ponders the question and... ]

Ahh, I haven't really eaten much today. I was too busy dealing with all of this cold and wet mush.

[ she means, snow. all she knows is that she's presently not a fan! ]

... Hot food it is.

[She's not brooking any arguments.]

[The inside of the Thistle and Thorn is a blast of warmth compared to the outside; even the little 'airlock' they keep so the mud and the wet and the cold don't get in is noticeably hotter.]

[Akane will, if not stopped, simply carry Kyoshika inside, without any particular regard to what she's touching or not.]

[The smell of food hits as soon as they're past the airlock.]

Right. I'd take you to Hyacinth and make a meal, but we're going to settle for here, because here is where we are.

[Let's see, any place to sit two...?]

[ kyoshika takes a good deep breath. it felt like the life was returning to her body, enough that she can finally dislodge her sword from her chest and place it back at her side. the movement probably doesn’t help who’s touching where, but very soon she’s upright with her own strength.

the smell hits her full force, and she scans a bit to find a place to sit. ]

Oh… ah, are you a cook? [ a beat. ] Is it okay? I don’t suppose the meals here are free.

I've got it, don't worry.

[The dock repair job more than covered her expenses for the month.]

And I'm a chef like some people are martial artists. I'll probably never make it past line cook.

kyoshika magadori → catch-all (january)

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