rosavelle | haruhi suzumiya → catch-all (season of ripening)

I got a theory.

[ Whatever that theory is has to wait. Opening up her ever present satchel Golshi retrieves, unsurprisingly, a whole ass carrot. She bites into it, chews, swallows, then points at Haruhi with the vegetable. ]

You're the problem. [ She raps her own head with her fist, then goes back to munching on her snack. ] You're in your head, betcha think you ain't worth it or don't deserve that sorta thing. Stop me if I'm gettin' on the right track here.

Guh.

[ she's the problem... well. ] I won't disagree that it's a me problem, but I don't think it's anything like that. It's more... outside of Rosavelle, I'm used to that just being two-timing? Or at least frowned upon. It kinda makes me feel like a jerk?

Ya know I kinda noticed this back home a lot too. Humans are really repressed.

[ Shrug. Carrot chomp. ]

It ain't two-timing if everyone involved knows about it and s'okay about it, then it's just having a relationship. M'pretty sure the entire Student Council at Tracen has been datin' each other for years, decades probably, ain't nothin' wrong about it.

[ She steps forward and pats Haruhi's shoulder. ]

Aside from that, yeah, maybe society ain't keen on it, but fuck em. [ WOW OKAY GOLSHI. ] It's your life, "normal" ain't a real thing, and your romantic life ain't anybody's business but you and your partners.

[ decades? what the hell? like a rite of passage or something? she has so many questions, but... something that gold ship says strikes a chord with her. society isn't keen on it. 'normal' ain't a real thing.

it. isn't anyone's business, is it.

... ]

Hey, you're better at meramancy than I am. Is it possible for me to remember this later and replay this if I need to be kicked in the ass again about this?

[ because, seriously. what in the hell is she doing? ]

Easy-peasy.

[ To illustrate her point Gold Ship opens up her free palm and in the center of her hand, tiny versions of herself and Haruhi appear. Golshi is... putting her arm against a wall and blocking Haruhi in, a conversation from MONTHS ago playing word for word for a few moments, then the little illusion vanishes.

Golshi proceeds to rap her knuckles against her own head again. ]

Got it all up here safe an' sound if ya need the replay. Just call me your very own Golden Record!

[ oh, wow. granted, haruhi hadn't forgotten that at all, but it's funny to see like that. and she just can't help but remark: ]

Is that the first memory that comes to mind when you think of me?

[ hmph! ] Anyway. I'll be sure to utilize your services, Golrec-sama.

...seriously though... as always... thanks. I'm glad I have you to talk to about this kinda stuff.

Eh-hehe, first one that's safe to show in public at least.

[ She has the good graces to flush but Haruhi's gratitude manages to keep her from being too embarrassed, the damn uma is too busy wagging her tail again. ]

Hey this is the least I can do after ya stuck by me during... everything. [ She waves her hand vaguely, not willing to go into details they both know all too well. ] You're one of my best friends, Haruhi, my door's always open for ya.

[ A beat. Her ears flick. ]

Well, okay, technically it's Germa's door. But point's the same!

[ haruhi definitely doesnt feel the need to go that deep into it, so she just shrugs. ]

That's confusing as hell, by the way. Why don't you two move out together? Then you can both share the door.

[ obviously. ]

Speaking of confusing, how can a student council date for decades? Is that a prerequisite for joining?

Eh, I'm used to dorm living at Tracen and Germa doesn't seem to mind. It works for us.

[ Which all makes perfect sense unlike Haruhi's other question, that one has Golshi looking at her kinda funny. ]

I don't think so...? The Prez can be weird but she ain't like that. Pretty sure it just kinda happened with them.

No, I mean-- wait, has your student council president been president for decades?

[ oh. tracen's a weird school, huh. ]

Symboli Rudolf's been Prez since back when Oguri first started out, so at least.... twooooo decadesish?

[ She shrugs. ]

Nobody really leaves Tracen unless they wanna. Heck, my old man and me are roomies and she's barely even there half the time. Usually she's out traveling, but Tracen lets her stick around.

Edited 2026-05-10 16:35 (UTC)

[ ...okay. okay. ]

I... I'm guessing Umamusume just age differently than humans do... and Tracen must be something. I can't imagine wanting to keep going to school after I finish college.

Oh. Yeah, guess I never told ya...? We don't really do the whole aging thing once puberty hits.

[ Just one of those fun umamusume things that implies stuff Gold Ship tries not to think about. ]

Tracen really is the best though. [ She smiles brightly. ] Sure we got a minor ghost problem and the resident mad scientist causes an explosion now and again, but an umamusume couldn't find a place more supportive of what they wanna do with themselves.

[ ...see, haruhi's thought just goes to one spot. they don't after puberty...

racing, singing... ]

...you guys are "Forever 17"?!

[ kyaha?! ]

Pretty much.

[ She gestures with her hand and at her side appears a copy of her. The eyes, hair, and features are the same but this copy wears a simple, elegant dress. Her hands are folded in front of her politely, and she's smiling.

The smile doesn't reach the woman's eyes. Those eyes are staring Haruhi down with the air of someone who knows, not thinks, that she's better than everyone else in the room. She stands a full head taller than Gold Ship, her hair sits loose across her shoulders, and there's a red ribbon tied around her left ear.

Gold Ship's ears twitch as she looks at her handiwork. She looks
.. vaguely intimidated by the illusion. ]

You'd never figure Mother and me ain't the same age, would ya? We almost look like twins...

[ ...it's so weird to instantly start beefing with an illusion. haruhi's slight issues with authority just come out at the indignant stare that this woman seems to be giving her. ]

Do you? I think you look better, honestly.

[ she doesn't even mean that in a flirtatious manner, but just matter of factly. ]

[ Gold Ship's eyes go wide with something Haruhi hasn't seen from her before. Fear. Genuine, complete fear. She's not even thinking, she steps forward and places herself between Haruhi and the illusion of her mother, turning to face the other uma.

After a beat Golshi's senses catch up with her reflexive response. She laughs, a light little sound at Haruhi's comment, everything's totally fine! No, she doesn't have a cold sweat on her face, that would be silly... ]

Y-ya think so...? Cause that's all her genes you're lookin' at, I don't really look anything like my sire from what Ma's said.

[ The eyes though. Golshi's are more of a soft blended magenta, maybe changing a little based on the light. Point Flag's are a deep, unyielding red.

Gold Ship looks the harmless illusion (it's harmless, you made it from memory, it can't move or talk if you don't move it...) over a little closer, her ears drooping. ]

Still taller than me though. That bites.

You can make her any height you want right now. You can really make her do anything.

[ she huffs. it's gold ship's mom, so she'll hold up her hands, shaking her head. ]

Sorry. Something about the way she looked at me pissed me off. I'm sure she's nice.

Edited 2026-05-11 04:36 (UTC)

Don't take it personally. It's a memory, Mother looks at most people like that.

[ Is Gold Ship's tonr different? More polite and proper even? It is!

With a sigh and wave of her hand the illusion dissolves into nothing. And then she's slouching in her posture like the lazy jock she is. ]

But ya get the point, umamusume don't do the whole agin' thing. Pretty sure the Three Goddesses are still around too, somewhere, and just keep to themselves. They gotta be in their hundreds by now.

[ Her tone's back to normal too! It's almost like someone is afraid of disappointing their mother when confronted with the image of her or something. ]

[ ...there's no not weird way to ask this probably, so she's going to do it. ]

Are you a momma's girl? [ a beat. ] Momma's uma?

[ anyway. ]

I can't decide if that's cool or not though. Immortality sounds good until you think about it for more than two seconds. Not that I want any of my friends to shrivel up and go away immediately either.

It's complicated. I love her but we never really saw eye to eye.

[ Her shrug turns into a wince at the other topic. She actually glances away from Haruhi, unable to meet her eyes, her voice going quiet. ]

I try not to think about it. The aging thing. It ain't gonna be a problem for awhile, right? [ An uncomfortable little laugh. ] So why get hung up on it when there's stuff to do?

That's true. Honestly, life's already complex enough without having to throw gloomy thoughts like that into the mix.

[ which, all things considered, she can understand if that has been on golshi's mind as of late. ]

I think about it this way! I have a lot I want to accomplish, and I'm going to spend every day that I can working towards those goals. So, I'll make the most of everything while I can. Every day's a new experience!

[ never mind her recent reticence to do certain things, but hey. she has her ideals! ]

See you get it! Stuff to do, people to meet, pranks to pull!

[ Another laugh. Slightly less uncomfortable! She's pushing the thoughts dow-

She coughs. That's fine. It's fine. ]

You for example gotta round up our mutual crush so we can get those bunny suits fitted! And somewhere between that gotta figure out how best to kiss Yoyo-chan so if it is a contest you come out on top!

[ ...it's probably not great that she can ask "which one" before she brings up the bunny suits. guh, golshi... ]

Yeah, I've been wanting to, but the weather's been so crappy that I haven't even gotten around to seeing her yet to tell her about... uh. This.

[ the whole dating arrangement thing. ]

...hey, um. Golshi. [ she doesn't think she should ask, but... ] It's... alright with you that I see what happens with Emerald, right?

[ And that's her smile falling, her back straightening, her eyes looking at Haruhi... not quite like the illusion of her mother, she's not looking down at Haruhi, but there's a hardness there. Self protection, maybe? ]

Do you really wanna know the answer to that? Ya might not like it.

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