kollo_rpg | A Day (2) In the Life

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A Day (2) In the Life

Viola is... not a sun person. When the notice dings on her communicator, it stirs her out of her sleep, and she unfortunately rolls right into view of a sun beam. With a groan, she knows getting any more sleep before the rest of the day is lost. She thought she'd have to call up one of her maids, but she then remembered--she's not home. No one to wait on her. That's fair, she should be doing things on her own, after all. She would have liked being able to sleep in more, she might need to get some thicker curtains.

After taking a moment to collect herself, Viola decides to head out towards the commons for breakfast. Not too many people around, so she opted to simply eat and leave, unless interrupted. She wanted to get a feel for the island and start exploring it. Her goals for today is to get into some more comfortable seasonal clothing (or make her own), then tour as much of the island as possible in between lunch and dinner.

After breakfast, her first stop is the general store. Judging by her regular, gothic outfit, Viola's still looking for dark clothes... just lighter fabrics. The clothes here are very different though, and she has a critical eye on each of them. Many of them look very nice... just not on her. Alabaster skin and pitch-black hair tended to be tricky to match with pastel colors, in her opinion.

Once she manages to find something suitable, she decided to go tour the library. She'd like to go hiking, but she also realized that it was pretty hot outside, and she'd roast! So she decided to explore the library for a little while. The books are very interesting, telling tales of worlds so far off she can scarcely imagine them. She seemed the most drawn to fantasy, thrillers and horror, as they're a little more familiar to her world. If not perturbed, she'll probably fall asleep during the early afternoon, rousing from slumber a little before dinner.

It's sunset before she ventures outside. And it's fairly late too, so Viola felt that perhaps it was safe to shed her wings and go flying, looking for points of interest, like the ones outlined on her map. In the darkness of night, Viola felt a little more free, and perhaps a bit more bold, in exploring the island, though she would take care not to heedlessly run into anything resembling a water lily. Well, she'd recognize anything dangerous on sight, right? Well, nothing like a learning experience!

[[Catch-all post for Viola's second day. Feel free to poke her at any point. Know that she's a raven-harpy, and she's only showing evidence of this at night.]]

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Hanako looks at the books she's holding, pauses for a brief inner debate and then gives an affirmative nod. "I'm borrowing these," she tells Viola. She didn't sleep well last night, affected by the adrenaline post-arrival. Perhaps reading a book would aid her back into a healthy sleep habit.

"I don't know where another shelter c-could be situated, so... I'm f-fine with returning to the cabins."

"Sure thing," Viola gave a smile, and they walked out the library.

But as she was reminded, the library was but one large room of a bigger community center. Viola's heart panged slightly at how small the library section was... but it was brief. After all, the lack of non-fiction made sense for a vacation home, and if these people reside on a different world, then the history of her world had no meaning here.

"Now that I'm thinking about it," Viola said as they traveled back down to the first floor. "Should we grab dinner here? I didn't realize how late it was. So much sunlight has thrown me off..."

Thankfully for Hanako, the people walking around the community center had scattered to fewer units since she walked into the library, inflicting less stress on her tense mind. Having put the books inside a bag, she's trying to match Viola's pace as they walk, but the mention of dinner is like a signal for her stomach to remind her of how empty it got because she spent hours without eating.

With a little curl of her lips, she gives a slow, hesitant nod.

"I'm n-not against it," she says softly. "Where sh-should we head to?"

“The Kitchen!” Viola chirped. “We can take it to go if you prefer. I don’t think you need to stick around to eat.”

Viola led the way to said kitchen, where they had a counter top and stand where they could order. The menu largely focused on local delicacies, but there was some options for stuff closer to home. “I’m actually kinda fond of the meatballs with lingoberry jam. That jam really does go with everything.”

With a mere nod to the suggestion, Hanako will follow Viola to the Kitchen area, where her eyes navigate through the food available. There aren't many delicacies she's fond of, she would be happy just drinking tea and eating a pastry, but if she wants to have a good sleep she'll have to fill her stomach a bit more than that.

"I don't have p-preferences," she mutters, with honesty. "I could g-go with whatever you take."

"You sure about that?" Viola asked. She was sure she'd seen the girl around before with local food. However, the idea hit her that perhaps she hadn't had this particular meal before, and was going with Viola's pick to try something new. At once she gave a shrug and an encouraging smile.

"Two meatball specials, please, with the lingoberry jam?" She called out.

And, like magic, they only had to wait about a minute before their food was ready. They took their food in prepared boxes, since they ordered it to go.

"Where's your cabin? I'm in Wolf Cabin, if you'd rather visit there?"

Hanako's gaze lingers to the box in her hands, while the bag containing the books hangs from her wrist. The service was shockingly quick and the smell lingering from the food is quite pleasant. Her mind briefly travels back to when she had to wait for someone to bring food to her dorm room because she was too scared to go eat at the school's cafeteria, under so many watchful eyes.

Viola's question receives a tad late answer.

"I'm in... Moose Cabin." She pauses, unsure, but then lets instincts speak for her. "And I'm n-not against visiting..."

Viola blinks at the uncertain response at first, before gently reminding herself that this girl is shy. It might be best to let her set the pace, but she'd continue talking to see if she could learn more about her.

So she leisurely leads the way to her cabin. There was supposedly another person in there with her, but Viola was often gone most of the day and had yet to see her cabin-mate when she inevitably crashed on the bed to sleep.

But the communal room is cozy, perhaps just as cozy as that place in the library before she crashed, so she set her food aside on the table. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm sure there's some silverware around here somewhere..." And she would scramble to go get it.

Hanako looks around, taking in the cabin's details and the air it gives off. There aren't many differences between that and her cabin, and it does relax her similarly.

With only the two of them now, her shoulders sag a little as she goes to sit down on a chair, splaying her portion of food on the table. She merely nods in response, hands gliding over her knees, waiting politely for Viola to retrieve the silverware.

Thinking about her guest while she hunts for the silverware, Viola wonders what she should talk about. Maybe just talk about herself, though given how things are at home she might have to dodge talk about the fae. Or her harpy-ness.

When she comes back, she has two forks and two butterknives. She set one next to Hanako before sitting next to her and setting hers next to her own food. “Got lucky, kitchen’s equipped with just enough.” She settled in. “Ahhh, this is pretty nice. Not having to worry about very much. Wish there was a little more night, though…”

Bowing at Viola in thanks, Hanako likewise settles down to start eating. The meal in front of her is new and there is a lingering tingle of anxiety because she's not sure she's going to like it, but the deed has been done, she made her bed and now she's going to lie in it.

"I suppose w-we'll have to wait for... w-winter before we get t-to see more," she quietly comments, before taking a bite of the meatball Viola likes so much. Her expression remains neutral, but her eyes brighten up a little.

"... It's good."

Viola finally moved to munch on the meatballs after she saw that Hanako was eating. She made a hum that approved of her meal.

"Yep," Viola agreed. "It's a taste to die for~"

Alas, Viola bears a slightly morbid sense of humor. As if she said nothing of the sort, she rolls right into another conversation. "So what do you regularly do back home?"

Personal questions have the odd effect of making Hanako stall a longer time before giving an answer. She would rather listen to the story of other people than say anything about herself. Beyond her less than stellar past and the effective reason why she decided to leave her world behind, she doesn't think she's that interesting.

"I go t-to a school," she begins, boosting herself with a bite of food each time she hears her own voice faltering. "I lived there, uhm... in the d-dorm. I don't do a lot o-other than going to the school's library and reading b-books."

There's also that tiny detail about hanging out with her only two friends, but she'd rather burn that memory off her mind for the time being.

"Ah, so an avid book reader? Neat." This time around, Viola didn't catch the shyness behind Hanako's answer. "My life sounded similar to yours... I didn't go to school until late though, my parents home schooled me." She remained mum on why that was. "Then again, I'm not sure if I would have made friends before I left the house. People, myself included, are a little strange like that."

Viola seemed to be in no rush to eat her food, though it was more like she was savoring every bite and more interested in chatting up her guest. "But what kind of books do you read?"

Strange is one way to describe Viola, if Hanako has to be honest, but it's not the sort of in-your-face whackiness that clowns share. Something is off about the girl, but Hanako is not that eager to find out what it could be. Again, none of that is her business. However, the thing in common about lack of friends has her perked, more figuratively than anything, like a hand extended towards her, communicating that [Viola] might understand how [Hanako] feels. In the real world, she merely lifts her eyelashes a little, after swallowing another bit of meatball.

"I don't have p-preferences," she says, topic shifting to something she can freely speak about with not much awkwardness. "I can get easily i-immersed in a story, no matter what is narrated, or... how it's n-narrated."

"Ah, so a good story is a good story. I see no fault in that," Viola added. While she was certainly hungry enough to eat the meatball, Viola still went about it fairly politely, as if trying not to outpace Hanako in her own eating. "It's nice to get lost in a good adventure, don't you think? An adventure can be filled with wonder, knowledge, danger... maybe all three of those!" Her smile grew a little more impish. "Some of the more fun ones even have romance!"

"The immersion is mostly n-nice," she agrees with a brief nod. "When I read something truly engaging, I f-forget about the time and may accidentally spend hours on it..." Actually, that's a rather shameful confession, although everyone at school knew she was that hardcore of a bookworm, and it's not an intimate secret she wants to necessarily hide. "But it g-gives me an incentive to... forget about the world around me for a little while."

"I know, right?" Viola smiled, as she leaned back again. "Sometimes you just have to forget about the onward march to death and just enjoy life!" Viola is... probably not helping as much as she think she is, but that's more or less her usual self.

"But one thing I've been wanting to do a little more is sew." Viola started to look a little more wistful now. "I made a few things when I was back at home, but I'd like to keep going. When I was younger, I didn't have much to do, so I took up sewing to keep myself occupied. But I just got in the groove of making things before the vacation kicked in. I'd love to keep that going, but I only had a few supplies on me when I came to this place." She gave a sigh. "I'll have to place an order for more stuff, but I doubt I'll get everything."

The wording is rather ominous, and the only thing that shows it affected Hanako is how her hands slightly withdraw after she takes another bit of food. But it's nothing terrible she wants to linger on for long.

Fortunately Viola goes on about her hobby, and Hanako takes mild interest in it. "I tried sewing a f-few times, too," she says. "It didn't stick, but... I hope you get to pick it up again. And, uhm... perhaps you w-will find everything you're looking for."

"I can still hope so," Viola smiled at that "If I do, maybe it'll come true. So... what about you?" Viola asked after a bit of making head way through her food. "You have any passions outside of enjoying books?" She might, or she might not, Viola wasn't a judge of that.

"I..."

That's right. She does have one other thing, though it was never associated to a game young people would play.

"... I enjoy playing chess," she confesses eventually, a little bit of heat raising to her face. "It's not a common thing for p-people my age."

"That so? It's... not particularly common where I come from," Viola admitted with a shrug. "But I'm certainly not judging you on it. I've played it a couple of times, but I don't think I'd be any good."

She laid back. She was pretty sure that Hanako wasn't the adventuring type, but she'd like to make sure. "I've heard about a couple of dangerous things on the island though. Know anything about water lillies?"

"I see," Hanako acknowledges, absent-mindedly eating another meatball. There were no expectations about the other girl being into chess at all. It was a rare occurrence in her school, too. Young students usually gravitate towards wildly different interests, and she never made sure to share her own with anyone except a few select people.

"... I heard about them through the d-daily announcements," she says. "But I n-never questioned their importance here. What about them...?"

"I kinda want some more information on them. I've never heard of waterlillies, so I don't know what makes them so dangerous." Viola answered Hanako's question, in between munching on more meatballs. "I can't exactly just waltz up to some though, mostly because I'd rather not die that way... if that's what they're capable of."

"Before taking a-any action, I think it's best to g-gather information... indeed," Hanako says, feeling a small spark of interest for whatever those waterlillies may signify in this place. As far as she knows, those plants aren't supposed to cause any danger. "Perhaps you could ask o-one of the citizens here about them."

A Day (2) In the Life

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