Otono-Tachibana Makie (
therewerefifty) wrote in
driftfleet2017-03-23 02:49 pm
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I need a shamisen Rhiannon arrangement stat
Who: Makie and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit, Twin Roses
When: Now-ish
[She'd been, uh... somewhat distracted about thinking on this from a bunch of ships colliding with each other and upsetting her carefully maintained equilibrium (guys I'm just a samurai chick who wants to sit peacefully and drink tea enough of these space shenanigans) and avoiding looking outside entirely, because being under the ocean is extremely unsettling.
Today is the first time she's been to the Iskaulit gardens since they arrived in this odd place. It reminds her of something she'd like to do.]
...in Adstringendum, people arrived and left all the time, much like this place. You grow used to a person's presence, establish... ties. [What a formal way of putting it. She's thinking of the bizarre jar collection in her room.] And then suddenly, they're gone. The same holds true here, doesn't it...? It can be hard for a great many people, even if you know you'll see them again.
In Adstringendum, we kept what we called a memory tree. People would attach the names of those who'd left... paper monuments, so they'd never be forgotten. And new arrivals would always know who had been and gone.
I wondered if we might do the same here.
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[She'll be in the garden for most of the day. Either playing her shamisen or actually, you know, gardening. It's a thing. And if she concentrates on the dirt under her knees, maybe she can forget they're submerged in the ocean.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit, Twin Roses
When: Now-ish
[She'd been, uh... somewhat distracted about thinking on this from a bunch of ships colliding with each other and upsetting her carefully maintained equilibrium (guys I'm just a samurai chick who wants to sit peacefully and drink tea enough of these space shenanigans) and avoiding looking outside entirely, because being under the ocean is extremely unsettling.
Today is the first time she's been to the Iskaulit gardens since they arrived in this odd place. It reminds her of something she'd like to do.]
...in Adstringendum, people arrived and left all the time, much like this place. You grow used to a person's presence, establish... ties. [What a formal way of putting it. She's thinking of the bizarre jar collection in her room.] And then suddenly, they're gone. The same holds true here, doesn't it...? It can be hard for a great many people, even if you know you'll see them again.
In Adstringendum, we kept what we called a memory tree. People would attach the names of those who'd left... paper monuments, so they'd never be forgotten. And new arrivals would always know who had been and gone.
I wondered if we might do the same here.
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[She'll be in the garden for most of the day. Either playing her shamisen or actually, you know, gardening. It's a thing. And if she concentrates on the dirt under her knees, maybe she can forget they're submerged in the ocean.]

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Do you think a tree could grow in the garden? Or maybe something else would work? Like a wall, or a statue...
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I'm sure if people were interested, we could adopt one of the trees already here. But a wall might be a nice idea, too.
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Hmm... oh, oh! What about that creeping ivy stuff? It would grow all over a wall of we let it, I'm sure! that would leave room for lots of names.
I mean, the fleet's been around for a long time now, hasn't it? So there must be so many people who've come and gone... a little tree might not be big enough.
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Yes. For a proper memory tree, we'd need quite a large one with many branches. You could hang the names from it, then. But that might take some time to grow.
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It's a lovely idea, Otono-Tachibana-san.
[a pause]
Did you lose someone here?
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[It's been long enough since she left that it doesn't hurt, but there's still a lot of soft fondness there.]
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So they can remove people from the Fleet and send them back to where they came at any time? I thought it was only if they won the game.
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He's sitting in the shade of his favourite shrubs, when he hears her speak. He's seen her before, he realises - like him, she favours this place. He waits until she is done before he gets up and comes over, shyly ]
Hail and well met, Lady. Thank you for the suggestion, it seems a good one indeed. I have seen you around, have I not? Maglor, at your service.
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Otono-Tachibana Makie. I am known most by Makie, however. [She offers him a polite bow of her own, hands folded over her shamisen.] I believe we've passed each other a number of times.
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We have, although I have been remiss in never speaking to you. [ His eyes follow her hands to the shamisen ]
Do you play?
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I do. I was lucky enough for this to accompany me here. Are you familiar?
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Even if it's not a tree, but just a memorial of some kind. I'm not sure what would work best.
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[Because yeah that's a normal thing in Allen's weird, weird life]
I'm not sure what else to use though.
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Ochako-chan has suggested someone with an augment for plants might be able to help. Otherwise... [She glances around.]
I suppose there are plenty of walls here. One could be repainted, or... decorated in some way.
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...Not a bad idea, though.
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[That feels kind of. Far more invasive than an effort of their own.]
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It's a common tradition for all sorts of farewells. These places make it... difficult, when someone leaves.
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It's very interesting, though. And a combination of having an augment and being a kid has really helped him adapt quickly to this whole situation. He frowns softly, his expression thoughtful.]
Do people vanish from here often, miss?
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Often enough, yes. I would venture to say a handful every few weeks, replaced by newcomers.
[Nah.]
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[He doesn't have a whole lot of friends, none he'd find particularly close... but he'd be sad if he never saw them again.]
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