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Post by Elena Strike on Sept 30, 2019 21:24:08 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
"Yes? But she's only five years younger than I am. And there are vigilantes already on the street her age. Hell, they've probably been at it for even longer than I have. So even if she's a kid, she has every right to be mad that we're telling her to go get her license and do this legitimately while we're out there saying 'fuck the police' and fighting the good fight illegally." Elena's voice grew faster and harsher than she had wanted it to sound, but it was the first time she'd really vocalized these thoughts to anyone. She'd thought them a lot. She thought them every time she scraped Yui off the pavement when she did something dangerous and had a fight with Kohaku about keeping the damn chaos entity on a leash. She thought about it every time she saw Toma at her best friend's house and had to pretend that he wasn't a her who knew she was a vigilante and that he couldn't arrest her at any moment. It wasn't fun.
The only thing worse than fighting her friend or being awkward around his boyfriend was the other hero in her life. The one who honestly didn't know what she was.
She hated lying to her friends.
And she hated not knowing how to explain to Hanako why she couldn't verbalize what she was thinking without sounding angry. All she could do was shake her head. "No. No, it's not. It's...I know it's old hat to say 'it isn't you, it's me', but it's not you, it's everything else? I don't...maldito infierno. Let's just leave it at that until I'm drunk."
Back to the subject of clothes. Yes, much easier to think about than hypocritical bull-shit and being mad at herself for no sensible reason. Elena tossed the apron so it landed deftly right in Hanako's hands if she tried to catch it, or draped over her head if she hadn't bothered. It was cloth, it wasn't going to hurt. "Are you amassing a collection of snarky aprons? Because there's specialty stores for those online, and I will eventually need birthday or wedding present ideas. I won't guarantee all of them would be safe for wearing around the kid once he can read, though." Elena snickered and followed after Hanako as she paid for her jacket and silly apron; every now and then her phone would buzz and she'd text a quick response back. Once they were once again in the open air she started scanning the street for a shop more her taste.
"Neon green isn't too far off, honestly. I have been thinking that green would be a nice color to wear more often," she glanced at her nails again and, for a moment, her lips turned into a warm grin, "But I'm feeling more earthy and fluffy than blinding."
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Oct 9, 2019 14:56:35 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ "So?" Hanako didn't get it really, five years was quite an impact if you counted the difference between eighteen and well thirteen? "Elena, I know I am just very new into all this and stuff and just got to be a mother but at eighteen I would have never been able to do what I did now. And with that I want to say that someone five years younger than you still should not be able to make the decisions that they cannot oversee for their future." Because what would a thirteen or fourteen year old think about their future and it was certainly so that she tried to point Miku and Haruuhi in the right direction, simply and only because it would be safer and better. "There might be kids out there." Yea it might pinch her as she knew about Kenshin, "But that they don't have people that want to make the world better and their jobs more stable for them, than that's their problem if you can be able to point out the good side, heck you even want to have a license but you can't. Does this mean you even stop trying to get it legally?" The last part obviously was said softly because she did not want anyone else to hear but she believed that she was right, which was maybe not the case as she only knew words but she could understand the issue, the frustration, "It's never fun to be a parent or the adult or anything like that. But we are there for the right reasons." She gave a wry smile because she wasn't sure if she said it right, or if she should just shut up and not bother with other people their issues. Also not every adult was a good one and also not every child was like this but sometimes, yes sometimes Hanako felt like she was the buzzkill in the family, but all for the protection and safety of the kids and the one she loved.Hanako did get worried about Elena, and she remembered how she had burst into tears herself because she had cropped up the horrid feeling about how she felt and how she ruined Christmas, ruined the potential relationship she had with Gil in January, "I am almost tempted to make you drunk rather soon. Just so you can blow off some steam in the not literal sense but in case, I will keep a bucket of water near." She stuck out her tongue so Elena knew that she was joking, "The thing is that is what friends are for and I can maybe not completely understand your situation, but it will be save with me. You know what I mean." The young mother said and shrugged as if it was nothing as she went to catch the apron and to the cashier to pay for everything and put the bag under the little basket of the stroller so they could go out to a next store. "Snarky aprons sound like my thing by the way." She said when she asked Elena to open the door so she could push the stroller with the now sleeping Kai out, he had the little gift Elena given in his hands and on his tummy, well it seemed that playing with it had surely knocked him out in the sleepy sense of the word. "I am almost disappointed." Hanako grinned when Elena said she rather had not the blinding effects, they did not have to walk far to stare at the other window of a store, they had a green coat, it was rather dark green but maybe they had more, "Should we try here?" |
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Post by Elena Strike on Oct 10, 2019 22:05:05 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
Elena looked down at Hanako--literally, as there was no other way to look at the much shorter woman when they were side-by-side--with her mouth pressed into a tense, thin line. Five years didn't feel like that much time. Maybe because to her, five years ago she was still at home, failing to be normal. Four years ago all her friends were still alive. Three years ago she'd been running away, and now she was...well, here. The amount of time between then and now felt like she had blinked and the world had changed around her, but she hadn't. Not as much as she desperately wished or had wanted to. The same would happen to Yui if she wasn't careful; one second she would be this annoying little god-complex muffin and the next she would either be Japan's next generation of heroes, or just as deep in criminal bullshit as the rest of her family.
She knew which one she would prefer the little psychopath would take. She would have done anything to keep her on the straight and narrow, even if it meant cutting her out of all the vigilante stuff and leaving her in the dark. But Hanako was right. Yui had people around her trying to push her in the right direction, and who were doing all they could to do that themselves. Toma was a better example than she was, but the point still stood. Maybe Yui would mature better than Elena believed she had.
Or not, because she was an idiot.
"Hell no. I'm going to get a license even if I have to marry somebody for citizenship," Elena chuckled, albeit weaker than before, then waved that line away. "I'm kidding. But yeah. No. I mean, you're right. I just didn't expect to be an adult in any sense of the word for another year, at least. That probably wasn't super mature of me."
Como si algo hubiera sido alguna vez?
She snorted aloud at Hanako's plan to get her drunk so she could get some venting done, and the promise of keeping water on hand in case it got too bad. "I'm not an angry drunk! At least, I've been told I'm not. Apparently I'm that kind of sweet sappy 'ohmygoood you look so gooood I love your haaaair' drunk. My roommate calls it 'white girl wasted' but, well," Elena raised her wrist and glanced at it, making her point without saying a word, "But I am totally game for getting drunk. I have no other girl friends these days, save some of the vigilantes, but I only know their masks so I can't really go all-in drinking with them. Though...I think Kai would get carded."
Elena looked up at the shop as they passed. The soft, dark green coat in the window of the store looked pretty nice, if not a little more vintage than she normally wore. A glance at the sign indicated that a lot of their clothing was made with alpaca fur from a nearby farm. Huh. Definitely more vintage--or was it farm-age?--than her usual.
But it looked super soft, so why not.
"Sure, I could go for something like that. And I think I see some stuffed animals in there, too, so I could splurge on Kai's second present while I'm at it! You said that was my job, can't take it back now." Elena grinned again and took the turn that would lead her into the store. As anticipated everything inside had an odd, but not unpleasant, earthy smell to it. Definitely farm-ey. Elena ran her hand over a pile of pillows situated closer to the door than the coats and stopped dead for a moment. "Oh holy shit, these things are, like, clouds. Mizu-chan somebody is farming clouds."
wC: 643, Hanako Hajimari , I visited an alpaca fur shop a while back and it was so fucking soft i can't get over it |
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Oct 15, 2019 14:15:56 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ Hanako felt like maybe she had taken a step too far in a world that she was unfamiliar with. First she had not really had many friends before but right now she wasn't sure if Elena wanted the imput in her story, in her family, in her life, anything but Hanako normally wasn't one to hold her opinion only for herself, so she had to answer anyway. She still believed that the difference between a fourteen year old, no thirteen year old was very different from the eighteen year old and even she as twenty-six was sure there were a lot of different things, four years meant a lot when it came to maturity that you could create and what not and she did not know Yui but if she was this rulebreaking or whatever it was for the expulsion of Yuuei, it might not end well for her in the general sense of the acceptation of the girl in the Japanese society. She would, in Elena her case, do everything to protect her from that.
She was sure that's what Elena wanted but she wasn't sure if she was either blinded or Hanako was simply short in her thinking.
She looked at Elena from the corner from her eye and she tried to nog laugh about the idea of Elena marrying for citizenship. "I wish it was a lot easier, I mean I could bribe people but that's not what you should want." She looked a little sad about the idea that Elena didn't mean to be an adult for another year and she nodded, "I also did not think I would get marry next year or have a baby for like four to five more years but things change and that doesn't have to be bad. There are moments when you can let go but yes my honest opinion about your niece is just to do everything you can to point out for her sake that U.A. will be better than the life without a license." She hated it with G, but she would not mention that now, it wasn't about her. "It's called blowing off steam, you never know." She laughed a little, happy to see that Elena snorted and seemed to like the idea. "Well he has a dad and I will fix his food before so it will be fine, I am sure G wouldn't mind if I go out." Besides she was actually sure that he wouldn't mind the alone time, she was still getting used to that but it was working out a little better every day. While walking and talking she pointed out a green coat for Elena and she seemed to be interested and this time it was the time for the young mother to laugh, "A possible studded jacket and a stuffed animal, you would think it's his birthday." She shook her head but she looked really happy about it and followed her friend with the stroller into the shop and she looked around, looking up surprised, "Pff farming clouds... oh." She first spoke in sarcasm but when she felt the fur she exclaimed a surprised oh, this was ridiculous, "You think they are okay if I bring my coat back, this one is so soft." But she was joking, she loved the one she bought but this one was great. |
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Post by Elena Strike on Oct 18, 2019 19:16:10 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
"I meeeean, if I thought it would actually work, I might consider it as a present for my 20th birthday..." Her teasing tone gave away that Elena was only joking. If she was going to get papers, she wouldn't want it to be because her friend bribed someone into getting them for her. There were all sorts of ways to get papers illegally, if she really got desperate. But she wanted to do this right, dammit. Let the actual criminals do the criminal things, she would stick to living here illegally in "good" faith.
And drinking while underage.
Alright, so maybe she wasn't a saint, but she never claimed to be!
Elena took the advice and stored it for a time when she wasn't trying to have fun and not think about this sort of thing. It was a good choice, because hearing G being talked about again while in a worse mood could put another damper on things. She glanced at her phone--well, her purse where her phone was--then let it roll off her back. She was making an effort, dammit. She still didn't approve, but she was trying to have fun and not ruin a friendship. Her grin flashed all the wider as she got a laugh out of Hanako. "I mean, I wasn't there to shower him with gifts on his actual birth day, I have to make up for it with extra presents! Like he'd complain, if he could."
Like the mature adult she was, Elena picked up one of the pillows and pressed her face right into it. The material was almost too soft. She definitely wouldn't be able to sleep on a pillow made from it, but having one around to laze on would be awesome. Or having twenty to laze under...were their blankets in here? There were. Perfect! Elena put the pillow down and started running her fingers over the carefully hand-made, beautifully woven blankets hanging on long wooden racks attached to the wall. "Alright, I'm making an executive decision that I need both a coat of this, and one of these blankets. And, like, por que no los dos?" She gave a cheesy full-toothed smile to Hanako. "Once that gym of yours picks up you'll have plenty of cash to spare!"
She tilted her head at the blankets, unable to pick one right away, and so decided to try the coat Hanako had seen on instead. Picking it up from the hanger it was on the damn thing felt so light, but was still lined with more resilient, sadly-less-cloud-like fabric to keep the cold out. Not that the cold bothered her. The color was also really nice; a deep forest-green that looked utterly gorgeous, even if it would need extra care not to fade with washings. It would be well worth the effort. She slid it over her shoulders and fluffed it with her hands. "Oooh, damn. I feel like one of those movie stars from the 1900's. What do you think? Do I look as awesomely fluffy as I feel?"
Elena then glanced at the price tag, and visibly winced. It was not pretty.
"Maldita sea al infierno, thirty-three thousand yen for a coat?? I can't afford that!"
wC: 547, Hanako Hajimari , I do not own this coat but it looks closest to what I have in mind... Think less emerald-ey, more forest-ey. |
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Oct 19, 2019 10:05:27 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ Hanako laughed a little but the teasing was only for the joke, even she understood, "I mean I know people there, I can ask what you could do but I am actually sure you know already what you have to do." And with that she kept it vaguely enough so no one would listen in to their conversation, maybe her Lady Scandal work had given her some paranoia when it came to situations in the open. The whole conversation wasn't really a positive one but you could not demand the whole world to only be positive and think that way, nope, she knew that. Considering she last time cried out in a literal sense in front of Elena. It was absolutely a nice feeling that Elena also shared her feelings with Hanako, she never ever thought she would sort of enjoy it. If that was the right word for it. Elena caught Hanako by surprise when she spoke about Kai's actual birthday and it was true she had not called or texted Elena or any other of her friends for that matter, she had just wanted to disappear in the surface of the earth out of shame and so on. "I am sure he appreciates it though." She herself had to convince her that she wasn't spoiling her baby boy. She also was sure that her traumatic experience was tackled really well by the hospital but that still did not mean that she thought with pleasure about his... birthday for now. So she murmured a little bit as she had no idea what to say or how to say it at this point. She rather did not talk about it, only G knew, the girls knew and Nimue and that was enough. Her aunt and uncle of course knew but well it wasn't the point. As she was still a bit shaken and flabbergasted about the suggestion she followed Elena simply with her eyes while leaning on the pram, "It's ehm, how to say it. I didn't not tell you because I did not want it, it was a-a very strange experience to say the least." She wanted to make sure that Elena did not feel bad about it or so. She calmed down though when Elena gave her the toothy grin and she shook her head with a smile, she tried herself how soft it was and it was definitely tempting. "I see you are trying to convince me." She might, it was tempting and she looked at the blanket and put her hand on it again. "You look amazing." Hanako said as she had just checked the prize of the blanket and decided to refrain from it and now her attention fully went back to Elena, "The colour looks really nice with you." She nodded to put extra emphasis on her words but her smile disappeared when she noticed Elena winced at the price of the coat and she bit her lip. When she heard the prize, her eyes grew, okay yes, well she wouldn't even pay that for a jacket, hers was at least 50% cheaper than this one. "Ehm, that's really a lot." Also with Elena's job, the risk of burning a part of the coat was there and that was too dangerous for such an expensive jacket, "We will find a better one." She tried encouraging. |
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Post by Elena Strike on Oct 24, 2019 19:25:35 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
Elena, with a heavy heart--over-dramatized, of course, because while it was a very nice coat it wasn't perfection itself or something--hung the fluffy green coat back on its hanger and set it on the rack, sighing. "Pobre de mí, some things aren't meant to be. Maybe I'll save up for it when I get a new job. You know, right after I pay rent, buy food, get a visa, avoid arrest...so in like thirty years," she scoffed, shrugging it off while giving Hanako a smile. "Well, good thing I looked before you went and returned you coat, right? Shows what I get for being a hipster and going for the fancy one..."
She spared a look at the blankets and shuddered. She couldn't imagine what an item made of even more of this fabric would cost. Comfortable was not worth this much coinage. Still, she turned to the coat again and fished out her phone. "Un momento. I'm gonna save a picture to my instasnap. Set it as a goal for the future or a terrible reminder of the evils of capitalism. Either or." She snickered, taking the shot, then sliding the phone back into her bag. She adjusted the shoulders of her dress. "Now, questions that need answers: keep going for a coat, or take a break to heal my heart and find some cute-as-hell shoes instead? Cause I'm feeling the shoes right now."
Not a second later, half-way out the door, she heard her phone ding and paused. She only had a few numbers set to make sound instead of vibrate; one was her roommate Tetsuya for obvious reasons--Si ese imbécil regresó a encerrarse en el apartamento, me burlaré de él con tanta fuerza...--Kohaku for Yui-in/is-trouble reasons, and...
"Hang on, that might be the little pepita causing havoc again, let me check."
Elena slid open her personal messages. Her eyes went wide at the sender, and, after a couple of additional dinging sounds, her cheeks had flushed so brightly blue her Quirk may as well have activated on accident. The sender was neither Tetsuya being a sleep-deprived student or Kohaku asking her for help with his crazy daughter.
Oooooh ese hijo de un--
She started typing a very flustered response and she turned her back on Hanako, muttering incomprehensible Spanish all the while. More dings and more muttering passed in the span of several seconds, then she let out one loud "¡Maldito idiota rico!" and shoved the phone forcibly into her bag. She stormed right out of the shop, still bright blue and steaming slightly around the ears. That...moron! That dumb rich pretty flattering senseless trouble-less idiot! He had no idea how to budget himself or what was actually worth money and was she happy he was like this or angry at him?!
The fact that her mouth was trying to choose between a scowl and a huge grin made it hard to tell just what she felt right now. She opted to bury her face in her hands to make things easier. "Auuuuuurghhhhhh...SHOES. SHOES. Now. Please. I've. I'm. Please don'taskwhatthatwas...?" Elena's voice was higher than usual and muffled by her hands, and she doubted very much that Hanako would listen to that last request.
Cómo explicar he estado saliendo con un héroe durante los últimos cinco meses...?
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Oct 27, 2019 15:05:27 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ Hanako wished she would have the finances to simply shrug it off and buy the jacket for Elena, anything really, she wasn't sure what to do either. The shit with the hospital, her giving birth was not the way it should be. So many things that still went and gone wrong, she wasn't... life wasn't fair. She wasn't entirely sure how to say it, what to think of it. She had an unhappy expression on her face, suddenly shopping did not sound like fun anymore. Maybe they should go somewhere else, get a drink and so on. She smiled, it would be fine, but it was a wry smile, it did not reach her eyes. She gave a small chuckle and turned to her son when Elena said she would just take a picture for her social media and the comments about it were rather funny. She would make sure the blanket was good over him and put the little gift next to him and simply paid him attention even while listening to Elena, he looked so cute when he was asleep. "Hmmm, Shoes sound like a great idea, I vote for that one." She turned to her friend and moved the stroller softly black and forth. She maneuvered the stroller already out of the shop when she heard a clear ping coming from Elena her bag and she looked over her shoulder as her friend seemed to be thinking about trouble. "Sure, take your time."She hoped it was something else because that would be better of course. But she had not much to do and went to play with her own phone while from time to time lifting her eyes up to look what Elena was doing or what the expression on her face was like. She noticed the flustered look rather easily cuz the colour was off from what she knew and the fact that her friend turned her back towards Hanako and mumbled words, was a strange concept. The words she exclaimed had Idiota in it which was quite a thing she would understand, idiot, she was dating an American, she wasn't stupid herself. Besides she could speak English as well. She stormed off and Hanako had to push the stroller, thank god she was already outside, quite harsh to catch up with her friend who seemed to have a breakdown and a steam engine within herself when it came to her thoughts. "Look at you all flustered and confused, I can't accept what you just said, so tell me what happened." She simply said like a sort of eldest sister roll, she simply cocked her hip to give off a poise of what she was doing, she would not take no for an answer. |
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Post by Elena Strike on Oct 27, 2019 15:31:25 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
Él y su estúpidamente rico, increíblemente guapo, absolutamente terrible rostro! Esa maldita serpiente! Voy a quemar esa sonrisa presumida de sus labios! Voy a matarlo!
Elena was so red--well, no, blue--in the face that she could have been on literal fire, but luckily she had just enough sense not to actually burst into flames. Hanako, like any normal person, wasn't content at leaving the conversation there, and instead had asked what in the world was going on. It...it wasn't like she had been told to keep it a secret, but she had been scared to go around talking about it because when it came to this sort of thing she was so new and unaware and absolutely terrified of screwing up, she just didn't want to talk about it. And as much as she adored Hanako she was something of a literal gossip hound. But the Lady Scandal mantle was hung up, right? So she could just talk to her about this like a normal person talks about...men. Right?
...right??
Rather than attempt to explain in words while she was still trying to untangle the right words in Japanese from her head, Elena held out her phone, and let her scroll down through the last minute or so of messages. It had happened so fast there had been no time for her to form an argument. If the name at the top of the screen wasn't as known in the hero community as his other name, but Hanako was a reporter. If there was anybody who would recognize Mikhail Orlov's name it would be a reporter. And God dammit to hell how come she couldn't come up with sentences right now?!
"...h...he's a fucking idiot, I told him I don't need the coat, but him in his stupid ivory tower of stable jobs and television money has already gone and..." She trailed off, lowering the hand not holding out the phone from her face, revealing more of her nearly luminescent blue cheeks for Hanako to see. Her expression was neither a smile or a scowl, but some weird combination of the two. A smowl. She spared Hanako a glance before looking down and away again. "......I didn't know how to tell anybody because of who he is and how big he is and we're still only strictly casual and hell we only really get dinner--or well I cook him dinner but I don't like eating other people's cooking anyway--but it's not like I was hiding it I just couldn't think of a way to...to..."
Oh God, oxygen. She needed oxygen. Elena gasped for breath for a second or two, then, collecting more of her thoughts (and lungs) continued at a far slower, less manic pace. "I. I haven't even told my roommate. Or. Anybody. I just. How do I tell any normal person, or hell any vigilante, that I'm k-...kinda dating a pro hero? Cómo??" |
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Oct 27, 2019 16:03:32 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ The surprising blush that was blue was definitely amusing if the whole thing wasn't amusing and well strange, that was what she was trying to figure it out. She wasn't entirely sure what to do but she was about to push Elena a little as so she would speak, it might be good for her as well! She was not sure what to do but Elena held up her screen and Hanako looked at it, with an interested look on her face, she first read the conversation, what, someone just bought her the coat without much ado, she, what, she looked up at the name. Mikhail Orlov... Mikhail... Orlov. She scrolled through the conversation, the green hearts, snake, the pict- her blue eyes switched from the screen to Elena and she did not make a sound but her lips formed his name again. Oh she heard about him alright, yes, yes, yes the idol, as well as the pro-hero. The hearts, the buying the expensive coat. "Girl, wow." Was all she could say first.
She looked at Elena her face and smirked a little because it was too much of a cute expression of the flush on her cheeks and the smowl, yes the best description. But Hanako her smirk disappeared as she listened to the worry that Elena had about the situation and it made her a little sad, she could imagine it wasn't the easiest thing, it was clear they were dating, Elena had texted gf, the coat was a gift, something about dinner and hearts. "Hm, it is indeed a delicate matter, but for your vigilante friends I don't think you have to be afraid, right? The goal is basically the same right? I mean that's kind of hypocrite, you all are still people and trying to strife for the good thing." But that was only the pro hero thing, man her insides were screaming and demanding interview stuff but she could not say that out loud, pro-hero and former idol, god she wanted to meet him. Nope, nothing to say. So she said nothing, she bit her lip and looked from the phone to the flustered face, "Well, I will tell no one, I promise." But still ehm, "Maybe you could ehm minimum the influence, not everyone knows his real name right? Keep it on the only former idol role, that's impactful enough, no one needs to know he is also a pro-hero." Or did he play a lot with his name, she surely heard the information but she wasn't sure if that was just the gossip or the real deal. |
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Post by Elena Strike on Oct 28, 2019 13:56:49 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
"...I know, right?" Elena couldn't help it, a dumb little star-struck giggle escaped her, and she hastily brought her hand over her mouth to try and catch it. She glared down like she were glaring at her own lips for letting that sound out. Could anyone really blame her, though? She hadn't expected a "yes" when she'd asked him, let along to still be going five months later. So Hanako's shocked response was pretty much what was going through her head half the time she was anywhere near Mikhail at all. Wow.
Hanako was graciously going for the route of soothing her rather than riling her up with more questions. That was appreciated. No durará. For now, at least, she could try to collect herself more and stop looking like somebody had fixed a blue filter to the nearest traffic light. "I don't really mean my friends. I mean, I do, because you're the first person I've told explicitly that I'm dating him, but a couple know him...or, well, the one who knows is the one dating the one who's now a pro, anyway, so that kind of defeats that doesn't it. I'm just worried about if somebody like..." Elena grit her teeth, a moment's anger helping to lessen the heat in her face to normal (for her) levels. "...there's some people in that chat who hate heroes, maybe even as much as they hate villains. I don't get where they come from because we're all on the same side, right? Stop crime, do good, blah-de-blah. If they found out about this somehow they'd either try to ex-communicate me or accuse me of spreading info to him."
"Which, again, I'm not even the only one in there dating a pro, just a well-known pro, and that aside I would never do that anyway...and...he doesn't even know that I'm a vigilante yet...or ever will if I can help it." Elena returned her phone to her eyes only, staring at a number of messages from before today. Little morning greetings, plans made or broken or spontaneous "can I come by" requests--most of those were him, because hero work and teaching made for a shitty schedule. She sighed again and put the phone away. She hated lying to her friends, even more so to people she was trying to be more-than-friends with. But she would be of age within the year and could get a visa and could try to be a legal hero, and then she could just...pretend she'd never done any of this before, and he would be none-the-wiser, right?
...derecho, mundo...?
She snorted weakly. "Yes. Because dating a celebrity will be better for me than the pro...I mean, yes, you're right, but that's got its own kettle of fish. And I'm doing that thing where I talk too much when I'm nervous again. So feel free to stop me."
wC: 495, Hanako Hajimari , how is this only a word longer than the last one |
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Oct 30, 2019 9:06:50 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ Oh god, this was, yes it was a whole lot to take in but Hanako told herself to not freak out, she wanted to meet this guy so badly... No! Don't make use of Elena like that. So she had to bite the inside of her cheek a couple of times to bring her back in the state where she would allow herself to talk because hallelujah, she had to shut up. But it was so difficult to shut up and stay professional okay! But yes, she could not hide her shock, she had so much to ask, how did they meet, when, how long, did he know? Did he tell her, well how much was there to tell, it was hard to miss, oh for god's sake she needed to calm down in her mind. She loved how her friend blushed and giggled, surely good signs when you looked at it but why not share that good news with others? Was she afraid of the judgement of others because fuck those people.
Hanako was shortly lost in the conversation about who was who but remembered the conversation a bit ago, yes okay if one was already dating a pro, they should not freak out if Elena was doing the same. She pondered, the questions still hammering in her mind, she wanted to ask so badly! No, no soothing, that was her purpose. She blinked in surprised with the next couple of words that Elena said, "Really?" It was out before she knew it, how hypocritical was that to hate heroes, she could imagine that people would hate or not trust the government but the heroes. "Judging a book by it's cover." She said with a tsk sound from her tongue. Elena surely rambled on which gave some answers to Hanako and she pulled her friend along to a bench so they did not have to stand, she couldn't do that too long... complications, she might one day share it. "Those people aren't worth it." Was what she said bluntly still on the focus of what her fellow vigilantes thought, "Those that understand the purpose will, we got one on speed dial as well, she accepts and so does G." Was that what Elena would want to hear, Hanako knew her stories of G had given Elena a bad vibe but she wanted her to understand, "What I mean with that is, there must be people out there who agree just like you, if your friend did, if you did and if G did, wouldn't there be more?" Was that a good thing to say. She took a deep breath and listen to the issue or more the complex thing about introducing an idol and pro-hero to someone. "It's not better and it has in my opinion nothing to do with a fish or a kettle but it's one of the big deals, yet protecting his... I don't know is he trying to not show it's his job. I know some aren't keen on sharing their identity but some don't care, like Witch Doctor and RedHorn, very stark contrast." |
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Post by Elena Strike on Nov 3, 2019 12:42:59 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
Elena sighed and slid her phone into her purse once more. Hanako's words were like a balm, reassuring her that she wasn't alone in how she viewed heroism among the vigilantes. She used G as an example, sure, but...even if Elena personally couldn't be arsed to like the man, she had agreed with him at the Storm Knight meeting. He was a fine vigilante, just a shitty human being--or at least just a shitty boyfriend. Maybe. A little smile, stronger and less anxious than it had been, curled her gold-painted lips upwards. "Yeah. I know there must be. I just wish they'd be louder than the rest."
If those who agreed that heroes weren't the devil, and that they'd be one, too, given the chance, actually spoke their minds then maybe things would change in the chat. Maybe then she wouldn't be as worried about Yui peeking in there from time to time.
...no, no, she'd still be worried about that. That girl was too impressionable.
"For Mikky, his identity is his brand. And I think it'd be hard for him to hide himself with the whole 'half-snake man' thing going on. I don't think he minds it very much, though. Hell, even if Red Horn wasn't such a socialite," Elena tilted her head back, momentarily distracted by the mental image of Japan's top hero in all her splendor. She was glorious--Una mujer tan poderosa!--and a foreigner, too, which gave Elena more hope for her own hero's journey. "I think she'd have a hard time hiding her appearance between the horn, and being the most Americana woman I've ever seen."
She spotted a shop that looked like it was less focused on clothing and more on shoes and clothes alike, and nudged Hanako in that direction as they continued to walk. There was a question on her tongue, lingering there just long enough that she knew it wouldn't go away until she asked, but it was connected to somebody she'd told herself she wasn't going to be thinking about today. But Hanako's words were killing her.
Atornillarlo todo.
"Does...G want to be a hero, too? Like a hero-hero."
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Nov 5, 2019 15:41:07 GMT -4
all the pieces lie where they fell... ♥ Hanako could understand slightly that in a situation where everyone could be your enemy it would be difficult and that it would be nice to be together in a harmonious group where everyone would agreed. But life was not that simple and not that easy and even if she knew it wasn't a good example she could not help but use it. She wasn't sure if Brandon would thought the same, she only met him twice, so focused on a man with bat wings if she got it right, she had a note somewhere on her phone about it but now was not the time. Kenshin, he would surely think that it would be good, she was very certain about it, but he was young, would that mean that his opinion did not really count in this matter... yet? She seriously could kick G for keeping the boy as vigilante instead of sending him to school but she kept herself out of the issue.
Hanako couldn't help but roll her eyes at RedHorn, not entirely fair because she liked Mia and Mikhail seemed to promote the exact same thing, "So eh does that mean he does it for the fame or what?" She was kind of curious, trying to make her voice as neutral as possible but she wasn't sure if she managed that way. Hanako did nod though, yes, not everyone had the luxury to hide who they are, "Some hide right? They dress up, like ehm, Witch Doctor for example. I only see her red cape but I can imagine that people like Mikhail or hm Blacktooth can't really hide who they are because of their looks." And what they needed, Nimue her eyes changed colour that was okay to be seen but Hanako knew how she fretted about her hair and stuff like that.
She followed Elena to the store, turning the stroller and asking Elena again to hold open the door so she could get inside, where the temperature was nicer than outside if she had to be honest, it was a chilly wind even if the temperature was really doable still, maybe she had not dressed well for that, but hey she had a new coat. She lifted up one of the black ankle boots close to the door and looked at it when Elena's question came as a surprise and she froze for a few seconds. "Hm, it's kind of hard to say, I think he was. He had us all vote for it because someone had given him the idea that she would vouch for him." If only Nimue pushed harder but she was too kind for that, too naive. "He isn't entirely sure about it, if he belongs, if he would do okay, the government, everything really and I understand that, it's suddenly being bound to someone you do not trust but I feel like it would be much saver, especially for our son." She turned her attention from the boot to Kai who was still sleeping, yes, she was deadly afraid of police. |
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Post by Elena Strike on Nov 29, 2019 9:45:02 GMT -4
- I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist -
"Not...quite? I mean, he definitely adores having an audience, he told me that himself, but..." Elena pursed her lips together. Mikhail didn't just do the hero thing for attention, she was pretty damn sure of that. He liked it, though. Hell, both of them did. The power of a crowd or an audience or whatever was incredible and she knew that that kind of energy could do a lot for one's emotional health. It could also do a lot to said health. But Mikhail...he liked being a hero for the sake being a hero, too, right? Of course. Nobody was that shallow. "...he's a hero at heart. I just know it."
It was funny to remember that so many heroes couldn't really hide themselves in public like the heroes in comics and film. Their appearances were too wild or the had mutations that made even the best mask completely worthless. A new suit and thick glasses did nothing to hide a snake tail or being covered in fur. Elena's Quirk at least let her turn off the fire to take a break from it all. If she was always that brilliantly bright--and always that dangerously hot--well, that would be a problem, wouldn't it.
She wouldn't be able to go out clothes shopping, that's for sure.
Elena plucked a cute pair of chunky black heels from atop the shelf to find the name of the brand so she could find a box of them among the shelf, all while listening to Hanako's answer. She kept a straight face through it. "...I don't know about the whole 'bound to something you don't trust' thing, because, like, sure the government isn't perfect but even as a vigilante we're still trying to adhere to the rules a little. It's not like we become different people just because we'd get a badge, right?" Derecha, Tou-chii? "He'd still be able to make his own call on what's right or wrong. I think he could go for it if he really wanted to. But..."
She set down the display shoes, her face obscured from Hanako by her hair.
"...at the same time," she mumbled, "I don't think he should, either. Not because of the whole thing with you. Or even because I personally don't think...you know. I just don't think there are enough vigilantes right now trying to be heroic. There are a lot trying to stop criminals, yeah, but there's more on the side of 'ends justify the means' than 'we are still heroes just without the paperwork'. I think if he goes pro, then we'd lose somebody with a loud voice and a reasonably good moral compass to keep those sort of assholes in check. And I know that's hypocritical because I want to go pro, too, and I'm one of those loud voices with morals. But. He's been doing this longer, so people know and trust him more. His absence would have a bigger impact."
Elena wasn't sure what sort of face she was making. Whatever it was, her words felt at odds to everything else she'd said aloud about G, and also quite a bit against what she kept inside as well. But after meeting him at the Storm Knights gathering and seeing his interactions with the others, she hadn't been able to shake these thoughts. They contradicted the man she believed he was, but all the same, they were still hers.
"I'm sure he'd be a fine hero, but right now, he's a gr-...a good vigilante."
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