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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jun 22, 2020 16:09:43 GMT -4
Yumi was... tired.
So very. very tired.
She sat on a bench close to the school's meain gate, leaning over her own lap with her elbows resting over her legs, a deep breath of frustration flowing out of her, hands just dangling for a moment as she tried to turn another frustrated flow of air into something hopefully more relieving... it wasn't going well to say the least. Each breath she took almost felt like more weight on her shoulders as she spent another second or so avoiding stepping through that gate and making her way 'home'. God even realizing she didn't wanna go there was extra frustration in itself. She'd saved for the place in the hopes she wouldn't have to deal with all this damn stress anymore. Now it was the home of all the stress she was wanting to avoid.
"...its not him its just..." She pulled back her head and let out a deep sigh as she closed her eyes, idly mumbling to herself as the moments passed. "He just... he's scared and... he's worried but..." Even as she tried to justify it to herself her nails dug into her palm and she lightly stamped her heel into the floor, bringing her palms up to her forehead and almost grinding them in there as she let out a tiny yell. "AAAAAH!"
Throwing herself back forward, Yumi's hair began to elevate off her back, out of it's usual ponytail the looser strands of hair peeled away from the main batch, a strand of electricity arcing along and between them as Yumi's quirk was starting to build up with her frustration. She didn't even fully register it but she knew she wasn't in a state to go home. if her quirk went off the walls on campus she was surrounded by people who could handle it, and the worst she'd get is a few weeks detention... she wasn't about to step outside and subject some random civilian to an outburst of frustration.
"He just... dosn't... stop...!" It wasn't just this Ishtar stuff. For a long time now Yumi had been finding more and more reasons to just... question her situation. As great as it had once seemed, as supportive and charming as Red had once seemed... the blackouts, the coddling, the constant guilt trips, the constant indecisiveness, or, in turn, the INABILITY to move his opinion a fucking inch! Why was he even so protective of her!? SHE-!
She grit her teeth again and lightly smacked her forehead with her palms, groaning deeply as she tried to just... shove the frustration down, sparks coming off of her a little more wildly and gaining some distance from her up to a foot or two in any direction. None of them were harmful, more bark than bite but... well, anyone who knew how Yumi's quirk could be when her emotions got the better of her was probably giving the girl a wide berth as she used it as an excuse to avoid going home...
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Post by Angelica Carina on Jun 24, 2020 18:24:22 GMT -4
 Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
Angelica was bad at knowing when to avoid obvious signs of danger. That was not to say she was reckless--she was quite calculating and preferred to plan ahead rather than blindly run into danger. If she could do anything but the one thing that could cause her harm, she'd do it. But when a situation arose where the options were to move forward or to do absolutely nothing, she was not the sort to turn around and stop. So her seeing Yumi by one of the benches at the front of the school. flickers of lightning crackling off her skin, was not good.
Because unlike many of the smart students at U.A, she was too curious to let a little something like electrocution stop her.
She approached without attempting to be quiet or sneaky. She gathered from how Yumi was holding her head and muttering something that she may have a headache, but that was likely only a symptom of whatever was really the matter. Before she came within range of the bench she reached into her simple black school bag and withdrew a small hard candy wrapped in white paper. It was far from the infirmary, but...
Still.
She has every reason to be frustrated. She and her boyfriend and their friend are being targeted by a dangerous criminal. Red has been acting especially strange in the channel. Maybe it's getting to her, too, but she's been better at hiding it.
If it were me with Yojin being in danger, I...
Angelica came within arms reach of Yumi, extending her own and leaving it palm-up, the small wrapped sweet right in the center of her hand. "It may be cliched to offer one a sweet when they are upset, but this one will take any edge off of any physical ailments you may possess as well, so I like to think it is more acceptable." Her brow furrowed behind her white cat-eyed glasses. The smell of ozone that came off of Yumi was strange--a constant reminder of the electricity always pulsing through her body. She had caught the scent of a storm before but it was always sudden, fleeting, and unpredictable. Yumi was one of those things, but the other two, not as much.
"Tasukai-senpai, of you feel capable of tolerating me," she said with minimal malice, despite what her words were an echo of, "I am trying to better my listening skills. I will not be snide with you if you choose to tell me what is wrong." I could assume, but she probably wouldn't like that very much.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jun 26, 2020 11:57:07 GMT -4
Yumi was still rubbing her brow with her head lowered when Angelica first approached, without her costume calming her output the crackling of her own energy made it hard to notice the girl approaching till she was up close, her amber eyes catching the sweet and not really needing to follow the arm upwards to guess who that pink-hued hand belonged to, a weak smile coming over her features as she heard those typically… straight forward choice of words, taking the sweet a little more calming, idle sparks still radiating through her hair between individual strands, but trying to calm down for the most part. Heck the fact someone even cared enough to sorta… check on her, that meant a lot in itself. Was kinda what she needed. Knowing someone cared rather than being fucking babied all the time… “Thanks….” She weakly muttered out, unwrapping the candy before hesitating for a moment, glancing down to the wrapper. “… do you wrap these yourself or do they come out wrapped?” She’d ask, a little curious on the quirk’s nature given she’d only heard of it in passing.
“If I feel… heh.” Yumi rubbed her neck with a twinge of guilt, feeling that had been a slight jab at the time Yumi snapped at her and how… blunt and rigid she could come off in UA chat. In all honesty Yumi still saw some of those habits but she’d been a lot ‘looser’ since hooking up with Yojin… ugh. Not the time to get depressed by that love triangle down. “Yeah yeah I… sorry…” It was an awkward thing to apologize about and she had no evidence Angel was jabbing her about that so just… best leave it there. She popped the sweet into her mouth, hiding it in her cheek behind her teeth as she suckled on it. “I’m just… frustrated is all. Red wants me to come home cause of some… worries, of his and it’s… getting to me?” She shrugged half heartedly. She didn’t wanna put Red in any deep sheet, especially since… in some ways, Angie was one of the ‘better behaved’ students on campus, even if she could have a slither of a rebellious side when it came to her brother and Yojin. “I’m just… mulling over how to deal with him and all the crap that’s been going on… I assume you saw that Breddit hitlist? Pretty much everyone has…”
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Post by Angelica Carina on Jun 28, 2020 19:24:46 GMT -4
Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
"I wrap them individually, or keep them in a container where they are safe from contamination. Carrying loose, unwrapped candy in my bag in summer time would be very foolish."
Angelica walked the rest of the way around the bench and took a seat besides Yumi when she didn't get an immediate, abrupt "No" for an answer, tucking her skirt down with her hand so it wouldn't wrinkle when she sat. "You already said you were sorry once, so I am not going to forgive you for it a second time." After a moment of silence Yumi began to talk. Well, grumble. It was a little off-sounding because of the sweet in her mouth but it was otherwise entirely clear. The source of her problems were her boyfriend. Immediately, Angelica felt like she had bitten off more than she meant to.
If she had just foreseen this as a small lover's quarrel or a misunderstanding she would have been fine, but, as Yumi was quick to point to, it wasn't that. It had to do with a far more serious issue, one that held more weight to it that a little fight over trivial relationship matters. Angelica adjusted the frame of her glasses to avoid looking directly at Yumi.
"I have. I am still not entirely certain of its validity, but that matters little if villains or criminals decide to act on it for their own amusement. From the standing of a complete outsider, I cannot imagine the way either of you are thinking. If it were myself on that list and Hino-chan I am sure he would be just as concerned for my safety as Red is yours." Angelica glanced sideways at Yumi. "But in this hypothetical scenario, I am not U.A's fifth strongest student. If anything I would have suspected he be less worried for you than you would be for him. He already has the self-preservation of a toddler."
"And I say that as the one who has treated him multiple times over the span of...we opened school again in April, yes? Two months. This is not a slight against you but he really is not the sanest of individuals on campus. There are worse choices, of course, but few of those have his talent for explosions."
"He may be capable of scaring any would-be takers of that list off from the sounds that come from your garage alone." She shook her head. "I do not understand why he thinks you are less capable of making your own choices than he is his own."
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jul 5, 2020 17:14:36 GMT -4
"Fair nuff." Yumi simply replied to the idea that they just had to be kept in safe forms. It made sense to wrap them up she'd just never seen Angie's quirk in action either way, so the idea they came out pre-wrapped had been kinda amusing in a way. Good to know she just looked after them either way.
Yumi rubbed at her neck, still a little awkward with the idea that she snapped at the girl like that, but given all the drama she'd been experiencing she had come to realize how much she could appreciate Angelica telling it straight. Now and then she did cross the line but... damn she really appreciated her actually having a level head when it came to some examples. Sure, everyone at UA was unique and quirky but there were some examples that left her thinking '... Yeah. These are meant to be future heroes. The fuck are our odds here if these people have to go up against real crime'? She shouldn't have two issues on her mind right now just... focus on your appreciation for Angelica, not why you have to appreciated her compared to everything else...
Angelica heard of the hit list at least so she didn't have to worry about explaining that, Yumi hanging her head with a deep sigh as she realized the general difficulty of even taking that seriously given it could just be one huge hoax but... still, it had been weighing on everyone she supposed. "Yeah, hoax or not you got some opportunistic dumbasses who'll try and haul us off to Ishtar without even knowing if the payout is the real deal..." She wrung her hands together a little at the thought, letting out a shaky breath, not about to admit to Angelica the trouble she'd gotten in with Jaz on that very premise...
"Oh please though, if Yojin thought you were in danger you wouldn't have him breathing down your neck about it... his research into an invisible defensive nanobot swarm would go into overdrive, but you wouldn't hear a word about it. Maybe just spot the sizzle of a death ray going off behind you as he snipes the danger behind your back..." She teased and joked of course, she didn't know Yojin that well but with all the roombas she kinda assumed he might be the type to go psycho making solutions rather than trying to prevent problems like Red was. "Fifth huh? Was that my ranking? Damn that was a while back..." She let out a loose chuckle, generally unable to believe she kept ranking high like that. She knew she had a powerful quirk but the limitations that came with it always stuck out most in her head. "Your right on the self preservation though... guy didn't even let me know he had black outs till it just... 'came up'. Hell was I meant to do if I found that out an even worse way?" Well that was more 'group preservation' than 'self preservation' but the point and frustration stood well enough.
She knew she kinda dated a bit of a mess but... she'd been realizing more and more just how much of a mess he could be. He had little to no method of expressing himself well emotionally, he shut down whenever a topic whent somewhere he didn't like, he injured himself a lot...
God she hoped she wasn't just dating another Yusaku...
Pinching the bridge of her nose she let out another hefty breath. "Its less he thinks I can't handle myself, more he thinks I'm... looking for trouble. He still has that theory that the CEO of Asta is actually some big villain or something. So anytime she shows up he goes into mental overdrive trying to keep me away from her... ya know. The CEO of the company I bloody model for..."
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Post by Angelica Carina on Jul 5, 2020 22:13:19 GMT -4
Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
Despite the serious tone and subject of their conversation, Angelica couldn't keep the amused, slightly pleased hum that followed Yumi's idea of Yojin should he try to be protective of her. A death ray attached to a drone, hm? She could see it. Not an actual death ray, of course, but he would call it that for the sake of drama and to scare the living daylights out of her poor elder brother. "Nanobots are not his style. It would be a drone of some sort. Most likely a roomba with a propeller."
It was a humorous mental image.
Hopefully, it would stay only a mental image.
Angelica nodded curtly. Yes, fifth. At least that had been the standing last year, before Angelica had joined U.A. Only time would tell if Yumi held that position or grew higher in the coming year. Still, rank was only a number--the only reason Angelica even cared about them was because it made it easier for her to know who was worth her attention, and who she could reliably assume was stronger among the students. Compared to somebody in that category, Reddarc was...
"I spoke with him of the dangers his blackouts may be a hint of. If he is smart then he has followed up with a licensed medical professional, but I am not his doctor. I have the number of his sister, though. In time I hope I can get her in touch with Nakahara-sensei," Angelica glanced down at her bag, where her phone sat in a side-pocket, "Because there is a lot I feel he will not tell me, let alone an adult who might be able to do what I cannot. She is a more trustworthy resource. Which is not something one wants to say about a different person's health--that somebody else is a better source of information than they are about themselves."
She had kept her promise though--well, her "threat", more than that--of calling the number every morning. But so far there had been no answer on the other end.
"Then again with how she has not answered once, perhaps it is safe to assume that his level of incompetence is genetic."
Angelica gave Yumi a funny look, turning to face her properly at her next statement. "He thinks what? Oh for the love of--" the last of that sentence was spoken in English, before she returned to Japanese proper, "Hino-chan must have infected him. He has this horrible mantra that all CEOs are villains. I am all for the destruction of corrupt society and agree that there are glaringly obvious flaws in how businesses run, but with how he goes on about it I can almost hear the teenage anarchist rock music in the background. It is exhausting."
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with working for a company to get ahead. It is how society works, and how you as a hero are expected to grow your 'brand'. How does he think heroes like those at our school maintain their image? They do not spring from the earth fully-formed with contracts waiting for them. He, like Hino-chan, will learn the hard way that if they do not go with it they will be left behind. And if he believes she is actually a villain, or has proof of such things, why would he not tell a teacher? And why would a villain be sponsoring U.A? Where is the logic in that?"
She scoffed softly. Ridiculous, all of it. If they were serious with their concerns they would have told a teacher by now, because they were only students.
But then Angelica thought about it. She sighed. "Then again, Red has already demonstrated that his ability to tell anyone anything of importance or potentially a danger to himself to be...lacking. Even if he does have some kind of proof, he is the sort who would keep it to himself and say it was 'fine'."
And then he would run off and get himself killed, most likely, while acting on his own like a complete and utter idiot.
Because only Red was that sort of person.
Only. Red.
...he is always the most biting when talking about ASTA. Is Yojin suspicious of them, for anything beyond his usual disdain for authority? I wouldn't be surprised if he also believed something so ridiculous...but...no, he would have told me if he felt like there was such a serious danger.
Of course he would.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jul 10, 2020 8:19:13 GMT -4
Yumi chuckled a little as Angelica played along with her image for a moment, shaking her head with a smile if only because that sounded pretty plausible. “With a gun.” She added at the flying Roomba image, gesturing a little to demonstrate the image as she added onto it a little. “Like, he tooottally could have made a drone from scratch, a working drone with a camera and shit, but no. He takes a Roomba. He sticks a gun to the bottom and a propeller to the top, and a crappy webcam to the front sides and back… and the worse part is it probably works better than a normal drone that can shoot things.” She let out another slow chuckle, wheezing a little as her smile grew… she still wasn’t better but… it was nice to be able to laugh about something even when feeling so shitty about her situation.
Still, they had to talk about the serious stuff, and honestly recalling Angelica dealt with him did help her feel oddly at ease. Heck she was taking advice from probably the one person right now who knew what the hell she was talking about in regards to Red which… briefly made her feel like shit, that SHE wasn’t the person who knew what the hell was going on but maybe that was just the situation they were in right now… yeah. That’s. Just how they were stuck. She lifted her hands infront of her, just idly fidgeting, pushing her thumb into her palm as she took in what she was saying.
“I don’t think I even need to tell you he probably hasn’t but… heck if I even know right? He barely actually tells me anything. I broke up with Yusaku cause he wouldn’t STOP talking about his problems, the same issues over and over that I couldn’t help with but… Red’s not even giving me the opportunity to help and I can’t tell which is worse.”
Hearing that Angelica had his sister’s number had her a bit curious, looking over to the phone she pulled out, idly wondering if she could catch it on the screen but quickly reigning her neck back in when she realized she didn’t wanna be some snoop about Red’s business. She wanted in on more of his life and what he was going through, but she didn’t wanna force her way in either. Whether Angelica got it from medical records or Red himself, it seemed she wasn’t actually getting anywhere with that number anyway.
“Probably gave you a fake number to get you off his back.” She muttered, trying not to sound kinda spiteful about that potential reality in the process. Idly starting to wonder about something else. “… He met my parents months ago ya know. In passing but they drop by sometimes, bring over food. I havn’t even heard from his parents. I don’t even know if they call or if he goes to see them or anything…” She shrugged with a low sigh. “Heck maybe he’s just… an orphan or something and doesn’t wanna tell me. Maybe I’m just the shameful little secret he isn’t wanting to show them…” Deep down she knew that last one couldn’t be the case but… fuck her paranoia could be a bitch when it got going. Pulling up her knees to her chest even as she sat on the little wall, railing… wherever her ass had landed in her frustration.
She glanced across as Angelica seemingly had a similar problem with their boyfriend, but at least Yojin was being a bit more vague. “At least your boyfriend isn’t being genuinely mental. Like. I get it. I’m being a sell out or whatever to some people working for a company cause I wanna pursue my dreams beyond heroism while STILL being a hero but… jesus Christ. The worst part is I don’t really think he’s insane on… on some level I can believe it. Sure, empowering heroes with sponsorships may not seem very ‘criminally minded’ but you remember when I freaked out realizing they funded fort Slog? I… I dunno. Knowing they had a part to play in that makes me suspicious. They make support gear. They help make things we use to train… maybe they’re getting some diagnostic feedback or something?” She shrugged idly and sighed through her nose. “I dunno... maybe that’s why Red and Yojin believe this crap. Cause they know shit like that might be possible…? I.. dunno…”
She didn’t want to believe it but… she felt it was at least plausible.
“… In the end though your right. If he had any REAL evidence beyond the word of mouth then… he wouldn’t tell anyone. He’d try and handle it himself no matter what the risk. Forgetting he has people who can help him or people he SHOULD tell…” She paused and shook her head. “I mean. Teachers. Of course.” She wanted to make that clear, she didn’t think she was personally entitled to any of this… okay. Maybe she felt a little entitled but still. “At the end of the day though he’s just… a closed off mess… and I’m starting to regret letting that mess move in with me when I was trying to get away from all this UA drama.” She sank her chin deeper between her knees. “I’d make a joke about swearing off relationships or something if this all goes south but I don’t trust myself to stick to that…”
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Post by Angelica Carina on Jul 12, 2020 23:28:28 GMT -4
Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
She let out a sigh that was somewhere between amusement and exasperation. Everything Yumi said about Yojin and his metaphorical drone was accurate to a T. So much so, that she dreaded the thought of him ever catching wind of this conversation--he might actually make it, just for the sake of doing so. "That said, his programming is terrible, and I am sure it would need to be manually flown and fired lest it go off on perfectly innocuous things I would happen to pass by. Trees, fire hydrants, stray cats...his fellow housemates..." He really was a master at machinery, but AI was not his strength. Unless he was trying to mess with somebody, like Chimera, in which case he did astonishingly well.
Angelica did the polite thing and didn't take the mention of Yusaku as a chance to go off on a short tangent about how his Quirk infuriated her from a purely biological perspective. She did have several more questions on top of that about how Yumi and he had dated, given his lack of a body, but then again her Quirk did generate electricity...that just gave her even more questions. Did their relationship's physical aspect rely purely on him feeding from her electricity? What did she get out of the relationship? Not emotional stability, from the sound of things. Well. Maybe his suit could--
No, stop. Those were not thoughts she needed today. Ever.
"In my own opinion, neither too much sharing nor too little is good in a relationship. I have limited experience, but that just feels like common sense. I suppose that if I were held at gunpoint I would have to prefer too much--I would at least be aware, then, if there was a problem that I could solve or not. Anything otherwise just leaves one in the dark. That is not how a relationship should be by any definition."
Angelica frowned and picked up her phone, thinking for a moment on what Yumi said, before she handed it toward her. "Is this number familiar to you? I...had suspected, briefly, but I wanted to have some amount of trust in his word--" she paused briefly to glare at her own hand and the phone in it, "--despite him giving me absolutely no reason to do so in the context of the conversation that lead me to asking for said number. I will not give him that benefit of the doubt again."
Something else bothered her. Something she wasn't sure if it was hers to bring up. But the way Yumi spoke, and what she spoke about, made her wonder. Red had told her that his parents were not the most attentive nor caring individuals, nor did they sound particularly invested in his life. With that said Yumi shouldn't have been at all surprised that his parents had yet to meet her--if they didn't give their son attention without a girlfriend, it made no sense to expect they would when he got one. But Yumi would only have made such a conclusion if Red had told her about his relationship to his parents.
Which...why would she, otherwise an outsider in his life, know such a thing about his family, but not his girlfriend?
He really was keeping her out of things.
That...was not healthy. Not by her usual standard for "health" or the psychological sort, or even the relationship sort.
Was it her history to share?
It might only make Yumi feel worse, knowing that I have this information and she doesn't. She's supposed to be the close one, she's supposed to know his pains. But he refuses to share them. Why? Why wouldn't you show your partner both your best and your worst? Isn't that what a relationship is about?
Maybe that's just me being naive. But...still.
She should know more than I do. Not the other way around.
Angelica drew in a slow breath, listening to more about ASTA's CEO and the doubt and paranoia and conspiracy behind them, trying to piece together how to approach this matter as delicately as she could--which, for Angelica, was an entirely new way of approaching anything conversationally. But she could try to ease some of the paranoia while she tried to sort that out. "They have funded the training course, yes, but the rooms are made by members of the support class both to hone their own skills and to test those of hero students. I do not think that a evil mastermind would want to leave their data gathering on young heroes up to the whims of random engineers, instead of a test they personally concocted."
"And as dreadful as it is to consider, data collection is in nearly everything we do. I do not think it is a positive thing, but it is impossible for us to access anything on the internet without the information being logged somewhere, somehow. If ASTA truly was getting feedback, it would likely be used in how they make their equipment for heroes. I cannot imagine it would be in any other way useful, given the other factors of the practice that are out of their control."
Her next lines made Angelica decide that, delicate or not, it was something she had to share with her. And so she did.
"I...have a theory, if you will indulge me," Angelica began, adjusting herself to be looking straight ahead of their bench, focused on nothing in particular, "As to why Red-senpai has not introduced you to his parents. I realize that this is likely information he should have shared with you, not with me who, in essence, is hardly even a friend to him on the best of days. But I do not feel comfortable with this conversation knowing it is something I am aware of while you, his partner, are not. So." Another breath. She usually didn't try to soften things like this--she was usually blunt, to the point, and didn't mind one way or another if her words cut. But she admired Yumi Tasukai, and she felt sorry for her right now.
So however little good it would do, she would try, for once.
"While I was asking one day about Quirk scientists, Red-senpai linked me to some of his mother's work. During the conversation in came up that he had not been spending a lot of time with his parents, due to their work, and that he was often in the care of his sister. I was disappointed because what his mother seemed to be studying was in line with my own ideal research topic, but he was not giving me more information, so I did some digging on my own...and I found something alarming." She glanced at Yumi once before looking back at the space in front of her. "In November of last year, there was a fire at a laboratory that was reported to be in possession of his mother. It was said that there was nobody inside. That said, this fire corresponds precisely with when he claimed his headaches and blackouts began to worsen, and around the same time that his parents supposedly 'left' and he dropped out of contact with them. I...sound just as paranoid as he or Hino-chan, I realize, but things line up too well for me to not suspect that there is a lie somewhere in the information I have. I do not know if even he knows the truth. But his blackouts and sporadic loss of memory, the time that he said they began around, the fire at the laboratory his mother worked in, the abandonment of his parents...they all line up."
"On top of that, his either unwillingness or inability to talk about them with you..." Angelica sighed, and shook her head. "I...suspect that he is either unintentionally blocking something from his mind in regards to his parents, possibly due to PTSD, or lying about it for some reason that I cannot comprehend. And if he really did give me a fake number to throw me off from contacting the only member of his family he supposedly has contact with, who could confirm or deny anything about this...it adds nothing but more suspicion."
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jul 13, 2020 4:20:40 GMT -4
“Hehehe… yeah I’ve gotten that vibe off of him before… wasn’t his solution to that time the UA chat got hacked just to start pulling the off switch on everything? I mean, I’m sure it would’ve worked in some way but hardly seemed like an ‘expert hacker move’.” She let out another light chuckle, enjoying the lighter moment in their topics as it came to talking about Yojin. In a perfect world this’d all be a light conversation, finally having some girl talk about her boyfriend and that of a friends but… well things just weren’t ideal right now. What else was there to really say on the matter beyond that at the end of the day?
“Mmm…” Still with the talk about the reality of her own relationship though, past or present, Yumi lightly rubbed at the tension building in her forehead as she considered her issue with Red not sharing anything, openly admitting- “Its not even the fact he doesn’t share that really gets me. I mean… I’m sure it’d still bother me but, as bad as it sounds its knowing my partner has troubles I can’t help with, on either side of the scale and… ugh. I know that doesn’t sound inherently ‘bad’, might even sound quite reasonable but… with Yusaku it was his constant depression over his quirk and hearing it over and over like it was his only personality trait after he decided he could be open with me and… yeah. I get that being stuck in a robot could really get to someone but I missed any conversation that wasn’t that, cause it wasn’t like I could actually do anything to help him..” She sighed in frustration, sinking her face against her closed together hands. “And with Red it’s… I KNOW somethings up with him, I know several things are up with him, but anything I can help with he won’t listen to me on. Like with the blackouts they’re ‘just normal to him’ or… he won’t give me enough to understand and help. I know he thinks Sonya is Ishtar and that’s about it. I don’t even know what he has to go on that beyond them both having silver hair which… yeah is not a lot to go on. And I don’t know if that’s all he has or just all he’ll tell me… cause, ya know, he won’t fucking open up to me…”
She sighed deeply again. “Sorry er… bit late to ask but are you okay with the cursing? I get a bit… cursy, whenever I ramble.”
With attention drawn to the phone, Yumi leaned across a little and glanced at the screen… was Angelica expecting it to be Red’s number? As far as Yumi could tell it wasn’t one she recognized… “Not as far as I can tell…” She idly mumbled. “I dunno if he gave you a dead number or his sister just… doesn’t care to answer. Like I said. Never met her.”
As the cogs turned in Angelica’s head regarding Red’s parents they felt like they were spinning in the opposite direction in Yumi’s own, her brain almost feeling like it was trying to chug backwards, just get her to stop thinking about the issues and stop focusing on them… she wanted a distraction, an easy way to escape from thinking about all this. It was a typical solution when she felt like crap but… her issues were never this big. It was her defense mechanism cause the most she had to deal with in the past was the fact she was a bit of a lonely kid due to her quirk, but… escaping into video games or anime or to her parents was viable back then. It wasn’t nice to be lonely but… it was a small issue at that age. Now to just… tune it all out and endure it on the side by burying herself in her hobbies? She knew that wasn’t really the right option to take. Not the healthy one at least, for her or for Red.
She glanced back across when Angelica responded to the talk about Ishtar, nodding slowly. “I… I know that, I just get paranoid. It’s part of why I kinda don’t like Red keeping me in the dark on this one. I overthink and I get panicy and I get stressed and… realistically I know it should be fine and, heck, if it does gather data it’s not like she’s gonna know our personal files or our weaknesses or anything but… but what if she does and then I get thinking and then I start spiralling and hoooooo boy…” She let out a defeated chuckle at her own nature, shaking her head with a mildly pained smile. “… Its bad enough having a hit out on you without your boyfriend making you think it’s your boss ya know…?”
With Angelica saying she had a theory, Yumi shifted how she sat to get a little more straight in the spine, looking across to her and trying not to wallow down in her hands disrespectfully as she was asked to ‘indulge her’ so to speak, tipping her head idly to the side to listen more closely. As she started Yumi only added in- “Its… fine, you had him on the spot, kinda… tied to a chair no less. He wasn’t really in a position to deny you the interrogation I just… havn’t tried the same method…” Another brief, pained chuckle flittered out of her before returning her attention to Angelica.
With each word though and each conclusion… Yumi’s color, what little was left, just drained out of her face, her eyes turning forward at about the halfway point, idly twiddling her thumbs against one another like they were wrestling as she put in the pieces together… she… what so Red’s parents were… in some accident and he’s just been…
Yumi wasn’t a psychologist so she couldn’t fully grasp this was ‘an option’ so to speak. The idea that Red’s parents… either died or became horrific burn victims? And no one knew? That… fucking hell how do you… He was either blocking this out or straight up lying to her and on some selfish level Yumi couldn’t decide which was worse cause he was either lying to her about something so immense or even just withholding the information or… what. He had an anime level case of amnesia about it? She…. She let out another defeated chuckle as she leaned forward over her knees again.
“…w… What am I meant to do with this if you’re right…?”
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Post by Angelica Carina on Jul 13, 2020 7:30:34 GMT -4
Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
"It was. In all fairness, it would have been my own first instinct as well; it is logically the fastest method of stopping somebody from taking any important knowledge--it leaves a lot to be desired as a method of counter-hacking, of course."
While Yumi was quick to assume that what she believed to be "bad" in a relationship wouldn't sound as such to Angelica, she wasn't quite right. Angelica understood her concerns with this. Feeling like there were things that one couldn't help with in a person's life, especially if that person was somebody one cared very, very deeply about--it wasn't something she could see herself handling much better than Yumi. If anything, she would probably handle it worse, because when Angelica got worried or concerned for somebody it always, always came out as frustration or anger, even if she didn't want it to.
Angelica shook her head curtly. "Chimera is worse than you. Both when he is in a good mood, and when he is rambling. And while I may sound polite and curse sparsely in Japanese, I can guarantee that that is not the case in my native English." She smiled slightly, a little more sheepishly than her usual sly (or rarely gentle) smile. Alas, Yumi was no help with the phone number. But then again they lived in an age where most people just saved numbers to their phones and that was that. "And I do not suppose you have noticed him getting any calls every morning that he ignores for supposedly 'nothing'."
No, if Red had gone the extra mile to give her a false number, he'd be smarter than to use his own or even one he kept himself, wouldn't he? He could one day answer on reflex and blow his cover, or Yumi or Feng could do it by mistake.
She was certainly giving him more credit than he might have been due, but if it were Angelica, that would have been in her thoughts about such a ruse. Then again she didn't think she would ever be in that sort of scenario to begin with.
"Even if I couldn't do anything to help, I would still want to know, so I could attempt to help them figure out who could give them the aid they needed. But if Yusaku would not take his emotional problems to a professional and continued to leave it on you, I certainly cannot blame you for feeling uncomfortable. In Red's case the opposite is also true..."
It was easy to tie in Yumi's concern with her small, confused question at the end of Angelica's theory. Angelica turned her head to look at her, brow knit tight as she searched her face. "...I think there is very little you or I would be able to do with this if I am correct. I am a medical doctor in training, not a psychologist; and you might be his partner but that does not make you responsible for his mental or emotional health. I will be the last person to say that he is your responsibility. That is not what a relationship should be. When Red-senpai apologized to me for you becoming angry at me in the chat, I made it very clear that your actions were not his to apologize for. I would not expect Hino-chan to do so for me, either, nor do I want him to. And while you want to help somebody there is a limit to what should be expected of us."
"The only thing I can see you doing is encouraging him to speak with a professional. The school has a psychiatrist--and while I have not spoken with him personally I have heard nothing but positives spoken about him--or if he is uncomfortable doing such through the school, he surely has the money to seek out one that is unaffiliated with U.A."
"And if he refuses to talk about these issues with somebody more qualified to handle them, and continues to refuse help when it is right in front of him, then..." Angelica sighed, eyes closing as she shook her head. This was not an answer anyone would want to hear, especially not somebody who, well, wanted to be a hero. Heroes saved people. Heroes helped people. But at the end of the day-- "...then I think you need to take yourself into consideration, and pull away from him for your own emotional and mental health. I would not want to stay in your situation. I do not even think I could. It would drive me mad knowing somebody I deeply cared for refused to seek help, even when it was offered over and over."
"But sometimes somebody refuses help, and you have to cut your loses and step away. Maybe doing so will give them the final push in realizing their problems need solving, lest they drive away anyone else they do not want to lose. Or...maybe they will self-destruct even farther. But at that point, as painful as I imagine it would be...what else can you do?"
Something about this topic tasted bitter on her tongue. But why? She wasn't in Yumi's situation at all. Yojin wasn't like Red and keeping secrets from her, to the point that she felt so helpless. They actually communicated about their problems.
...then...why do I feel so uneasy all of a sudden?
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jul 13, 2020 9:44:32 GMT -4
Yumi peeked back at the comment about the phone, shaking her head. “Nothing he doesn’t answer. He gets calls for his ‘odd job’ business but… nothing he actively ignores, and not every morning. Sorry…”
Yumi felt a little more valid knowing it wasn’t ‘wrong’ for her to not be able to handle a relationship where she couldn’t help but… at the same time some people were just, like that. Yusaku may just always be depressed about the way he has to live and Red may always be someone who prefers to handle their shit on their own. She felt it was a little selfish for her to think about, or actively, leave such relationships just because she couldn’t provide solutions to repeated problems like that… she felt a little sorry for Yusaku especially. He probably couldn’t even consider anti-depressants as an option.
“Aye just… feels a selfish act to make. I was used to just… expressing intimacy to anyone that seemed friendly, offering that sense of comfort I might admittedly find a little too natural. When I started letting people consider me their girlfriend though… Yusaku relied far too much on me, I don’t know if he thought I could help or maybe he was subtly guilting me into…”
She bit her tongue on that. She felt like it’d be rude to air Yusaku’s… habits, like that.
“N-nevermind… and with Red’s it’s the opposite. I feel like maybe I’ve got too much of a sense of entitlement to know what he’s up to…. This is why I preferred not caring about that odd line dividing friendships and relationships, cause once you start drawing that line you can get way too invested or… realize your partner is the one getting too invested.” She shrugged weakly… in an ideal world for her her old world view would be the one ‘ruling the roost’ in terms of how love and intimacy should be expressed but… not the time to get into that, she still just felt selfish for feeling like she couldn’t be around people who were just consistently depressed or troubled… it wasn’t like they could always help it, and even if she wasn’t responsible for it didn’t… shouldn’t she have an obligation as their partner to at least…? Ugh… she hated this.
Back to the heavy hitting reveal and… if it was true Yumi didn’t know how to process it. If they were right Red’s parents were either dead or in some other form of injured state and he was just… not even fucking processing it like a damn human be-no. No that was harsh she… ugh it was true though! It may have been explainable and she may be able to understand but this was some anime level ‘Itachi was secretly a good brother all along’ bullshit twist of repressed memories. She… she really didn’t know how to even process this herself. She just had to lightly repeat in her head that it might not be true before she latched onto it too hard like Red did with his Ishtar theories. “Mightn’t be true… mightn’t be true…” She may have very quietly mumbled it allowed too…
Realizing that she lifted her head, glancing to Angelica. “Sorry I’m… not dismissing the possibility. It makes sense just… if I blow up at Eagle I don’t want to hit him with a potentially false accusation in the heat of things… I.. I dunno. Maybe I can look into it somehow…” A thought crossed her mind that almost gave HER a throbbing headache, but it was so… vile an idea she tried to burn away the fact it ever even formed.
Yumi just sat there for a few quiet moments, still bent forward, hands cupped together and pressing back against her head by their sides, just staring out at the floor.
“… It’s really not just me.. copping out… or being selfish if I can’t handle this right…? Even… even if your theories right?” She felt like that needed to be specified… if she’d just left Red, IF it came to that, she would feel guilty, she still did about Yusaku at times but… the idea of leaving him when all this stemmed from… Angelica’s theory then… god she’d never fully forgive herself without some validation that she wasn’t being a fucking monster.
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Post by Angelica Carina on Jul 19, 2020 8:40:54 GMT -4
Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
She couldn't quite understand Yumi's notion of free intimacy. Well, not "free", but more casual than what Angelica could have ever considered to be her norm. There were words for such a mindset--she believed in "free love", polyamory, etc.--but as she put it she hadn't set labels on her relationships until more recently. And so far, both of her serious attempts at a relationship had gone...poorly. Did she have bad luck, or a bad taste in men, was the question. That was a question that would not move the conversation forward though. And likely get her dealt some manner of physical harm, intended or not.
"I feel like there is a heavier connotation to 'being a couple' in Japan than there is in, well, England for an example. Yes we take it very seriously, but the idea of a confession here is supposed to be a declaration of love. I do not believe that at our age, such feelings are really possible. It would be nice if as we matured they would occur, but at our point in emotional and mental development, I cannot imagine us as people staying exactly the same person the other fell in 'love' with."
"It is too complicated and nonsensical for me to grasp," she admitted with more of a mutter than her usual tone. For her to admit she didn't understand something was difficult, even if it was something illogical like romance. "But you should not feel like you are overstepping for wanting to understand or help the person you are in a relationship with. That feels like a natural response toward a person you are romantically invested in. Or not even romantically--a person who is a very important friend, or a family member, could cause that same emotional response; that urge to want to help, and to feel like you need to know what's wrong, even if they will not share."
Again, something in her gut felt off from saying that, and she didn't know why. She and Chimera were incredibly close. Admittedly she kept some of her more deep-rooted fears from him, but he had his own life to lead. If it ever reached a point where it was hurting her she would tell him. Or he would just...know. That was how they'd always been. She knew him like her own mind most of the time, and he the same with her. Nothing had changed that since they had come to U.A.
Right?
Angelica shook her head. "I would not be offended if you did dismiss it. If I had not put--admittedly--far too much effort into delving into his life, I would not believe it if anyone else said it to me, rather than coming to the conclusion myself."
Her next question brought a response up from Angelica before she could even think about it. A rare feeling, for her.
"No. It is not selfish at all." She swallowed. "At the end of the line you are not responsible for him, and it is not your burden if he does not want help or want to share his problems. Just like he needs to take his mental and emotional health into his own consideration--which he has not so far--you need to take your own into your own hands. If the relationship is doing you harm, and there is no sign of him sincerely changing to fix that, then it is entirely in your right to end it."
"There is not anything wrong with that. Sometimes you just have to cut things out that are hurting you." Lovers, toxic friends, inattentive or absent parents... "You can not expect to be able to take care of others if you can not do it for yourself. That is something I think everyone here at this school needs to be taught, because I fear many of them do not know that."
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Jul 24, 2020 11:15:20 GMT -4
“Mmm..” Yumi hummed to Angelica’s talk of relationships. For Yusaku it could explain why things may have went wonky but for Yumi and Red? Less so. She afterall pretty much took after her European mother and Red… was Europea- well. English. They hadn’t been in that European union thing for like 50 years… She knew the idea of big romantic gestures and confessions from anime obviously but… ugh. This probably had nothing to do with anything to be honest it was just making her head hurt. “I…” She sighed softly tipping her head back. “I’ve just never really felt much of a difference. It’s just… the same sensation on some sort of curve. So I don’t know where that defining line is between just a platonic yet cuddly friend to a full blown relationship… I try to make that clear with people but… maybe that’s my issue. Not having my head on straight.
She felt a bit more at ease with the assurance that how she was feeling in regards to Red or Yusaku wasn’t wrong which continued to be a nice thing to hear. She’d just try and accept that with a weak smile, not wanting to make Angelica go around in circles trying to support her. That wasn’t her job either.
Yumi’s head lulled back a little further as she just tried to absorb the constant assurance however that it wasn’t her job to care for Red and that to focus on her own wellbeing wasn’t selfish. It definitely felt selfish. It could hurt to think about sometimes but… logically, she knew, of all people, Angie was giving hit to her the right way. She didn’t need to hold the weight on her of whatever Red was dealing with. She wanted to be there for him, to support him but at the same time… it was getting tiring feeling like she had to avoid him at home. He was just so fucking dense and it’d hurt her more than once now…
“Yeah I… I think it’s just best I… try and mull over this…” She pushed herself up off the spot she’d been using, hoisting her usual school-satchel back over her shoulder as she looked back to Angie. “I… thanks. I know it’s probably not the easiest listening to me whine and groan…” She let out a weak chuckle and shook her head, sucking with the self deprecating humor. “I’m probably gonna try and talk to him later… if anything comes up mind if I like… call you for your advice? I know your not a specialist or anything but… you’re a level head and that’s more than enough sometimes?”
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Post by Angelica Carina on Aug 5, 2020 9:48:11 GMT -4
Sometimes love is a headache
but mine is a migraine
I wonder if this is what it means to be aromantic?
Angelica listened, curiosity piquing slightly as Yumi spoke more of her own philosophy towards romance and platonic relationships. To her the two felt like a curve, something just all on one track without a jump onto another level. Angelica couldn't understand that. She didn't think friendship naturally progressed into a sexual or romantic relationship--the two were very different things in her head. One could be both, but it was a conscious choice on her part to consider somebody more than just a "friend". Had Yumi specified if her feelings were romantic, or not? She was sorely tempted to ask if that was how she considered herself, or if not, how she did.
But maybe not right now.
"If you make something clear with another person, and they fail to grasp it and try to make something else out of what you are providing them, then that is their problem for failing to understand. It is being vague or failing to communicate at all that causes problems to arise." As if this conversation wasn't proof of that already. Angelica waited for Yumi to stand up, speak for herself, and then stood in turn, straightening her skirt before standing to her full--albeit short--height. Hm. Had she always been so tall? Well with her antenna, she--
No, no, I am not going to start developing a complex over this. It isn't like all of the top female students at this school are ridiculously tall. She can't be more than one-point-eight anyway. That's just a little taller than average for a woman.
Angelica nodded, hiding her height envy decently. "I am not specializing in psychology for a number of reasons," was all she said in response to Yumi's "whine and groan" comment, "Just...remember that whatever the outcome is, you do have people around you who want to help you as well." Angelica averted her gaze to the concrete. "Like Yao-senpai, or those in the fraternity. And you are free to contact me if you feel like it is necessary. I will offer what assistance I can."
TAG: Yumi Tasukai ╳ it's not like I'm one of those people or anything, b-b-baka ╳ WORDS: 385
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Post by Rubber on Aug 22, 2020 5:19:34 GMT -4
Yumi Tasukai: 3354 + 44 exp = 3398 exp, total: 11847 exp
Angelica Carina: 158 + 42 exp = 200 exp, total: 450 exp
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