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Post by Hitoshi Tottori on Aug 3, 2015 21:58:45 GMT
The events of earlier had left everyone in a state, a bad one to say the least. Many students has dispersed, shaking abd denying the whole event even happened, others had gone to help Haruka with her injured ankle. He had naturally been worried for everyone, sensing the uncomfortable and worried atmosphere. Yet one stood out; one that seemed way too happy compared to the others. That was Amelia Smith. Despite the situation, Amelia had smiled and tried to make the best of it. Sure to many, that's great, it's what he did himself. But when it came to another, he did not approve of those surpressed fears and anxieties. Hence, he had come to check on her. He cleared his throat and knocked on Amelia 's door, looking around the area as he waited for her to answer. Nothing seemed out of place, the atmosphere merely felt more eerie...After all, they had been told to murder, no one could shake that off so easily. The event replayed in his mind as he absently rubbed a small bruise on his arm as he awaited the other to answer. Sure this wouldn't usually take long, he thought at least...Maybe she really was upset. Or...Perhaps time just felt as if it were moving slower right now, in the nightmarish setting. The therapist sighed a little and went to knock on the door yet again, swaying on his feet slightly, preparing what he was going to say to her. Formulating sentences wasn't as easy as it usually was right now. Even he had trouble calming people in a place where others may be planning to murder for the sake of escaping. |
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Post by Amelia Smith on Aug 4, 2015 23:10:12 GMT
Amelia quickly answered the door, as if he had knocked while she was already near by.
It was obvious the girl had decided to rearrange her own room. Her bed was half way pushed up against the window that was now covered by plexiglass. She wasn't finished moving, so her dresser was in the middle of the room, and her nightstand still at it's spot where the bed used to be.
She hadn't assumed anyone would notice her moment of weakness, but since then, she had decided to remain as strong as she possibly could. Yes, she was scared. But she wouldn't show it.
Seeing Tottori's face brought a bright smile to her own. He was a therapist, meaning he was calm in nature and generally nice to be around. She doesn't yet consider him a friend, but he was still great to be around.
"Hey, Tott!" His name shortened again. She probably doesn't even remember his actual name at this point. "How are you, dude?" She again spoke in Japanese, with her catchphrase following in English.
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Post by Hitoshi Tottori on Aug 5, 2015 22:33:24 GMT
"I'm fine thank you!" The sudden opening of the door made him jump a little, though he wouldn't admit it. He gave a nervous smile as he recovered from the small fright. When he looked past her into the room, he could see she'd been keeping herself busy. Mentally he wondered if she'd done so t keep herself distracted or if she just didn't like the rooms layout before. Both were reasonably options, but he wouldn't ask that yet. He chuckled as the smile formed into a more genuine one, bright like the pilots. What two positive personalities despite it all. "What about you? I bet earlier was a big blow huh?" He asked without putting too much detail into what had happened, assuming it was implied already.
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Post by Amelia Smith on Aug 6, 2015 7:34:14 GMT
Amelia just shrugs in response, doing her best to keep that smile. The return of the subject was not necessarily favorited, but she my as well keep it up to keep a conversation. She was worried the therapist would see right through her faked courage.
“Pretty big, yeah. It’s a shame I won’t get a fly again for a bit, but it’s nothing I won’t be able to live through~” She gives a half-hearted chuckle as she steps to the side by her door.
“Come in, if you want.” She leaned her head on the door. “It’s a bit cluttered, but I promise that’s only temporary. Regardless, the room is pretty nice. You won’t even notice the clutter after a bit.” The pilot waited for the other to make his decision, but kept talking regardless. She had hoped if he stuck on the topic of her room, the topic of the day would drift off into oblivion.
“I decided to rearrange it a bit to suit my likings a bit more. I’ll find something eventually. I’m no interior designer.” She tapped at the door, her light smile never leaving her face.
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Post by Hitoshi Tottori on Aug 8, 2015 18:46:13 GMT
He decided to let the topic flop once she says it sucks. He knew there was something, but pushing it would probably only serve to upset the situation. Though I could read through the lies she put up, deep down he knew she was just as terrified as the rest of them. Hitoshi stepped into the room and looked around a bit, hands behind his bag as he looked at what she had done.
"It looks nice, I like it" He smiled slightly and nodded, looking back at the pilot. "Must have taken a lot of work...Right? You need some help" He took off his jacket, tying round his waist. He's ready to get going if she needs help, though he knew he'd most likely been shut down.
"I haven't actually been to my room yet; but I doubt I'll move it around too much. I mean, this room would be really nice anyway you placed it!"
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Post by Amelia Smith on Aug 12, 2015 23:06:44 GMT
The girl smiled brightly at him, nodding in agreement to him wanting help. “I don’t see why not!” She removed her jacket as well, showing the short sleeved shirt beneath it. Unlike him, who decided to keep it tidy, she decided to simply toss her jacket to the side of the room, in a place where it would be of no bother to either of them. In addition, he goggles laid on her neck already, keeping them out of her way for now. “Why’re you here, then?” She raised a brow at him as she cracked her knuckles, ready for some heavy lifting. “You deserve to see your room as much as the rest of us! After all, we are gonna be here a while~” Her joyous tone remained a she spoke. She acted as though there was no point in being such a Debby downer, so she my as well just roll with it. With that, she turned to a shorter dresser and wrapped her hands around it. She didn’t give much instruction, she figured he would just follow along. Hopefully he would understand this telepathic method of hers. “..And why me of all people?” The idea came to her mind. She figured at therapist should be checking on people who were mentally distraught or truly scared. She was trying not to seem like someone who was afraid of the situation. |
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