haruhi suzumiya → catch-all (season of ripening)

[uncommonsense]

WHO: Haruhi Suzumiya, open!
WHEN: May & June (Season of Ripening)
WHERE: Forget-Me-Not Barracks, Primavain, Belamour Bridge, and more!
WHAT: She awakens.
WARNINGS: Her memories are incredibly CW-free. One of these threads gets kinda spicy towards the end of it. Look for the fox. UPDATE: Gold Ship.

Prompts below, closed prompts available on request! Some even not on request!

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someday in the rain, primavain, early may

[uncommonsense]

[ overall, haruhi hates this.

not wanting to be caught off guard again, haruhi's been carrying an umbrella with her as she goes about her business. there was stuff she wanted to do this month, but it was kind of dependent on actually being able to enjoy the weather, and so far mother nature hasn't been kind enough to listen. it's been so gross and gray outside, it's probably preferable to stay inside. unfortunately, being stuck in one place when you have things on your mind isn't good for your mental health.

so, out and about in the rain she goes.

for the most part, she's needed to spend some time in primavain. after her fateful meeting the month before, she'd had a conversation with the owners of string & soul, something independent of another agreement she's made, and so every so often she'd pop over to say hi and fill them in on any new details. rosalie and vivi were nice, and accommodating to her silly request... just a nice reminder of the place she found herself in.

really, despite news of an illness going around, she's been happier to spend time around this area of the kingdom. against the backdrop of a gray sky and falling rain, life just didn't stop for them. it's kind of amazing. she stopped to buy a bread roll at the amber knot, and has mostly been people watching around the plaza as she passes the time.

she'd thought this during the salon, but... she really is glad to be in rosavelle.

still not a fan of it raining so much though. ]

[she_wears_short_skirts]

[Cheria is not at all happy about this rain and humidity, but who would be? The air seems to stick to her skin and seep through her clothes, and she basically has to keep her hair in some sort of tightly-braided hairstyle all the time or else it will just explode and she'll become the Frizz Monster — perish the thought. She doesn't relish having to lug an umbrella around everywhere, either (even if the one she's managed to procure is both cute and elegant in addition to being quite functional). And although the Faire did end on a better note than expected based solely on the expectations of the first four days, she's still pretty pensive over the whole affair.

Because she volunteers at Little Buds Atelier, Primavain is familiar stomping grounds to Cheria, and the Amber Knot is a common post-shift stop for her, giving her the chance to replenish her energy and catch her breath. Seeing a friend there? Even better.]

Taking more notes for that log of yours?

[uncommonsense]

[ after biting into and swallowing some of the bread, she nods. ]

Kinda. It's too wet outside to write a lot, but I'm trying to take in and remember as much as I can to write down later. I don't wanna have all of my work go to waste and get washed out by the rain, you know?

sweet before sour, belamour bridge, ~may 10th

[uncommonsense]

[ today, haruhi's at the belamour bridge! it's a little less rainy out today, although it being muggy isn't much of an upgrade. despite that, she'd come around hearing tell of the floating basket's fruit selection! she'd gotten a few fruits, mainly down to how pricey they were and how tough it was to haggle with the vendors. she's absolutely paying more for the experience of buying them off of a boat, isn't she.

actually! as she had stopped to slice some peaches and try some as a snack, she was surprised at how sweet they actually were. she'd have to take the others back to the barracks to figure out what to do with them, but she's enjoying herself.

mostly. for some reason, she feels kinda melancholic looking out at the canal, having gazed at the bridge for a moment. it kinda reminded her of something she missed out on, but she can't really dwell on that too much. things have progressed since then, so she can't complain. still... would have been nice.

...haruhi wonders if there's anything in the canal, off-handedly. it could explain why she's gazing down at it in a daze. her head might not be all the way there at the moment. ]

[racingheart]

[ There's a splish-splash of rapid feet through cobbled puddles as someone starts to cross the bridge--then a skid to a halt as Oguri recognizes the figure peering down into the water. She hesitates for a moment, not sure she wants to disturb the other girl. Then she takes a few steps over and leans up against the side of the bridge to peer down into the canal with her without saying a word.

Must be something cool down there, right? ]

recipe crafting part 2, fmn barracks, ~may 21st

[uncommonsense]

[ okay. no more outside for now. there are some things haruhi still wants to do, but it sounds like the toux rose epidemic is spreading, so she'd better be safe and stay inside. she's masked up at least, just in case!

she'd been doing it mainly for herself, but she had started to keep on with making soups. the idea being that she could attempt to use them as a revitalization method, utilize infusery to help someone regain their health! apply the regen effect, or something along those lines. so far, results have been... kinda mixed. they taste fine, but she hasn't been able to nail the skill just yet.

she's starting out with a saucepan, not making too much just in case, but once she thinks she has something that'll at least help someone get through the day, she'll make a pot of it! that's the plan, anyway. it'd be helpful if she wasn't also starting to come down with something, but she'll be fine. ]

[prickster]

[ When Chelsea appears, she is also masked up, and dressed lazily/comfortably in an oversized sweatshirt, shorts, and tights. She's even a few minutes earlier than the time they'd agree upon.

As she approaches, her gaze sweeps over Haruhi's setup. ]

You're sure you have all the ingredients we're going to need, yeah? I suppose if the point is to feed sick people, then keeping things simple probably is the best way to go.

it hits different, fmn barracks/haruhi's room, between the 23rd and 29th

[uncommonsense]

[ haruhi of course, was not fine.

at a certain point, as much as she hated to do it, haruhi had decided to stay in her room until she got better. she's bundled up, in bed, and only occasionally getting up to use the restroom or get something to eat. she, for a multitude of reasons, feels awful, and hasn't really been showing much of her typical exuberance as of late... which, could be down to just how bad her case of toux rose has gotten.

or some things she'd gone ahead and seen and done. who knows.

either way, she's holed herself in, and has been drifting in and out of sleep for a while. there are flower petals of assorted blues and pinks atop her blanket surrounding her body, along with a few red petals that were especially harsh to cough up. the last time she got up, she'd forgotten to completely close the door, so it's not at all hard to peek in and check on how she's doing. ]

time for the Fun Thread where Nothing Bad Happens

[tas]

[Metal had taken the matter of Archer's health into his own hands.

Part of it was out of guilt; he neglected to inform Metal he was ill and so their sparring session took a turn for the worse. Metal has no qualms hurting other people, but he had never hurt someone without meaning to. It was a new, terrible experience.

But on the other hand, he simply had done lots of preparation. Once he learned of The Weakness Of The Flesh, assuming nobody would help him, he had made sure to read up about any illnesses he could potentially catch down the line and deal with them as was appropriate. The symptoms of toux rose, individually, were something he believed he could help him manage.

But Metal wasn't alone back home, either. Ai was just as committed to helping Archer as he was, so it meant he could leave every once in a while on a shopping run or anything else that had to be done. So today, with her reassurance everything would be alright...

He made his way to the barracks to check on Haruhi. As much as he got caught up in everything else, he did notice her absence. That bright girl became less and less of a fixture in his life as the month went on and, well, honestly.

He missed her.

And if he can miss her, he can worry about her.

So he's here, stood outside her door with a bag in the crook of one arm so he can knock on her door with his free hand.]

Haruhi. [A beat.] It's Sonic.

[Yeah she knows dumbass.]

[hintplease]

[Tsukasa has to admit she feels kind of weird about just dropping by. Something about going into the "wrong" barracks uninvited, even though she's carrying a little bag full of perfectly good reason, makes her feel like she's intruding. You know, normal things for an intel agent to worry about.

So naturally, when she knocks on the door, it unexpectedly swings open.]

Oh--sorry--

checkin' in, part one. (closed to emerald), earlyish may

[uncommonsense]

[ right. now that everything's settled, she... needs to catch people up to speed. she's rested. she's had time to catch her breath.

...she... kinda has a girlfriend. test girlfriend? so obviously, one of the first that has to know's the first one she told about her secret crush. which... for some reason, is making her nervous. she'd be happy for her, right? she was the one giving her most of the push.

but then, at that, haruhi had some questions of her own too. certain things that she'd heard and... well, wanted to figure out. it was all confusing again.

so. back at emerald's place again with a soft knock at the door. ]

Anyone home? [ sounding a little more upbeat today, at least! ]

[hallucinogem]

[when emerald woke up this morning, she was feeling a little sniffly, which was unusual for her but easy enough to ignore. now, she doesn't even look sick—not now that she's done basically everything that was on her docket for today and the calyx has only barely peaked in the sky. allergies, right? so when there's a knock at her door, she pushes herself out of bed and leaves her pen and journal on the nightstand.]

Haruhi! [she calls out her friend's name before she's even opened the door, but greets her with a wide smile when she can finally see her.] Come in, stupid, it's been a little bit.

[it's a term of endearment, really. her room hasn't significantly changed since the last time haruhi came to visit, but she's glad for the company all the same.]

What's been going on? You sound way happier this time.

someday out the rain (closed to yayoi), also early-ish may

[uncommonsense]

[ haruhi had, for the most part, been mulling over her next steps. obviously, she wanted to go on dates. but, the weather sucked. when the weather didn't suck, she'd much rather yayoi open up her fortune telling booth... tent? whichever. she'd gotten extremely popular over the last couple of months, and having seen how her booth started out, she's incredibly happy for her.

just. you know. she wanted to spend more time with her.

on a day where the weather wasn't particularly kind to anyone, haruhi's knocking at yayoi's door. she has two bags, one that seems to have a couple snacks inside of it, and the other... well, it's a gift bag, with tissue paper covering up whatever's inside. something for later, when haruhi's left. ]

Oooi. Are you home?

[nightwild]

[what would you do if she wasn't home, Haruhi.

Regardless, after a moment, the door opens and there's a sleepy Yayoi in her pajamas rubbing at her eyes. Though, once she realizes who is at the door, she seems to snap awake.]

Oh- Haruhi! What is it?

checkin' in, part two (closed to ena), closer to the illness starting

[uncommonsense]

[ of course, in this case, weather isn't really a factor here. for ena, she doesn't have to leave the forget-me-not barracks... at least, she's pretty sure.

haruhi's spent time in the common room, writing in her notebook. keeping tabs on what she's seen so she can present it back home when she's done. her plan's to tell all of the stories of who she's met and how she's learned magic, excluding any personal details that the rest of the literature club didn't need to know about. one of which being, this strange emotional web she's caught in. it got her to think again: she really needs to sort things out. finally, officially.

so, she leaves her spot momentarily to take the walk over to ena's room. to knock on the door, bracing herself. ]

Ena-chan. Are you in?

[likememore]

[The knock comes at a good time for Ena, if she's being honest; she never truly liked homework, but she likes stuff that has consequences if she gets it wrong even less. Kami, where's Yuki when she needs here to check her math... or even Amia, now... oh well, maybe Haruhi will be willing to check her work, as Ena opens the door with a smile and pushes her slight headache aside, along with the papers on her desk. They can wait.]

Hi, Haruhi-chan. How's it going?

[She's not dressed to go out; a casual shirt and a pair of capris are the most she was willing to put on for around the barracks today. Still, whatever she was working on, she abandons it quickly enough, giving Haruhi her full attention.]

checkin’ in, part bonus! (closed to gold ship), early-mid may

[uncommonsense]

[ with how busy both of them can be, and how the month had been progressing (thank you, weather), haruhi’s been unable to really get to where she needs to go to talk to gold ship. for one reason or another, she hasn’t really been frequenting the stay golden gym as much. so, plan b. go to geranium!

…she has not been there in a while, it sounds like. okay. in that case. she just decides to go send a note to have golshi meet her in front of the forget-me-not barracks, whenever the best time for that would be. not like haruhi makes that many plans, especially since everyone’s under the weather right now.

of course, if she needs to meet her someplace else, she’s more than happy to do that, she doesn’t really know what her friend is up to half of the time. oops! ]

[goldship]

[ With the whole, working on herself and learning new things under the watchful instruction of Saint-Germain thing, Golshi has very much been busy. Which is good!

Sure by the time she meets Haruhi outside forget-me-not she looks kinda... frazzled. Her hair's a little unkempt and held in place purely by virtue of her headgear, there's ink stains on her fingers from long sessions of writing and calculating, and she's fighting off a yawn even as ahe approaches.

But h3r eyes are bright and her tail is wagging. ]

Yo, Haruhi. Peace peac-aaah [ The greeting and the double peace sign is interrupted by a full yawn she can't defeat, at least she manages to cover her mouth.] This gonna be a talking thing or a "justice and friendship fistfight callout" thing? Cause I'm warnin' ya right now.

[ Another yawn, she shakes her head to try and make it go away faster. ]

You're gonna win. Germa's been ridin' me pretty hard the last few nights.

[ That's not even innuendo or an attempt at it! ]

making up for lost time (closed to yayoi), early june

[uncommonsense]

[ haruhi had made at least one part of her date plan with yayoi known. she didn't know how she'd feel about it, but she decided to throw it out there anyway.

"Wear something you can easily move around in, yeah?"

so while it probably didn't look that romantic for haruhi to be in athletic wear, her hair done up in a ponytail, she's still hanging out in primavain, waiting for yayoi to show up. promenade, as always.

...

okay, she's a little nervous. just a little. ]

[nightwild]

Hey, I'm here.

[That's how she announces herself! And, well. She's also in athletic wear. Shorts, a ponytail- How'd she get sneakers in Rosavelle?- a tank top. She's ready for whatever sort of athletic thing they've got going on.

She's looking forward to it. She loves moving around, after all.]

What have you got planned?

[She's still... a little nervous after yesterday. But she wants to do her best.]

beating the heat, ~june 8th

[uncommonsense]

[ haruhi has been, for the most part, busy with the first bit of the month. the planned feast was coming up soon, so she had made plans on what she was going to dish up for one. on another, anyone in the forget-me-not barracks may have noticed soft music playing from her room-- not necessarily from a guitar either. of course, she had her date, she'd made her recovery... and honestly?

she was having the time of her life.

she'd made it a point to start practicing on the menthward rooftops, continuing to dash across them without missing a beat. for as active as she's used to being, parkour both took a lot out of her and was a hell of a lot of fun.

today, she's taking it a little easy. the floating basket had taken to selling crushed ice, and getting a nice cup of it to take with her was divine for the way the weather was turning warmer.

granted, she didn't help herself any by taking said cup to one of the rooftops to sit on the edge of. careful not to spill, and enjoying the sights of the town as always.

if you happen to spot her from down below, she's sure to wave! hello down there! ]

for you know

[tas]

[She hadn't been trailing Haruhi along the path she'd picked up there; sometimes it was best to let her pick her own route and work it out herself. As she mentioned before, improvisation was a big part of the whole thing—while you're out moving to kill sonic anything could happen, so it's always good to have to think on the fly. If she's by herself, she'll be forced to rely on herself a bit.

But she was still following along, as she said she would. Once Haruhi stops to take a break, Metal just.............leaps onto the roof from the street. She really has come a long way from running out of breath that time they ran together, as it turns out.]

You did well today. I believe any criticism I could offer of your performance would be...Ai once used the word "nitpicky" when Archer was trying to think of an appropriate word in a similar situation. So, nitpicky.

[She takes a seat beside her, then.]

answering the call, ~june 10th

[uncommonsense]

[ and then, there was the night.

ever since she'd talked about it with sonic, the idea of finding a nice, somewhat terrifying spot to walk through had started to seem mighty appealing to haruhi. hence why she's made the decision to check out a couple places in bellvine hill-- two, in particular.

first, the whisperbloom arbor. she'd overheard some of the rumors about its namesake, how you could hear the sounds of whispering as you walk through the arbor, and naturally, she was there to see if she could decipher what was being said. there's a chance it could be the wind, but that wouldn't make for an interesting trip, so she's going to keep on observing the vines until she can make something out.

second, while she doesn't go in just yet, the bell tower. which honestly, felt perfect.

as haruhi glanced up at it, scoping out the exterior, she grinned to herself. a bell that tolls on its own... so, spirits? ghosts? the everbloom working its magic again? she's so curious, she can't stand it. she really should wait, but... what if she didn't? ]

just once more (closed to emerald)

[uncommonsense]

[ the idea was planted in her head at the table.

haruhi had time to think on what she wanted to do next, now that things have settled down. she's had her date with yayoi, been able to get on the same page... and now, there was just this one last thing she wanted to do. honestly, it was something she had kicking around in the back of her head, like another dream no one else could see.

on one of the days emerald has practice with verso, she'll come back to the barracks to find a deliberately folded note taped onto her door. it reads as follows: ]

To my rival,

Tonight. Fountain Market Plaza in Primavain.

Let's settle this once and for all.

[ she'll be there. looking to aura farm, standing in front of the fountain. she's dressed as usual, her back turned. she might have... tried to figure out which way emerald would be coming from in order to stand like this, to look kind of cool. who knows if she's succeeding or not.

she's chosen here, chosen tonight, so that even if there are a few people milling about... it's still not too many. it's still something she can work with.

...she feels like she's going to explode. ]

[hallucinogem]

["to my rival", she thinks, and smiles as she plucks it off her door. well, looks like she'll be doing something special tonight.]

[as evening falls over rosavelle, emerald's on her way to the fountain. she's dressed casually, trying to keep things breezy and looking nice without going too classy with it. yes, this is that kind of big deal to her. she doubts haruhi will be doing anything quite that serious, but still wants to treat this with some gravity. after all, it's not every day your girlfriend tells you to come visit her at a very gorgeous fountain in the market where you first met her.]

[she approaches haruhi from behind and realizes this girl's trying to look cool—and succeeding, in her own way. her footsteps stop a few paces away from haruhi, and she hooks her thumbs into her pockets and rocks her weight to her back foot. when she speaks, there's some surprise, but mostly she's just announcing herself.]

Haruhi Suzumiya. Leaving notes on people's doors now, I see.