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- !ic,
- *action,
- *video,
- @carmen sandiego,
- @carter blake,
- @chihiro fujisaki,
- @dave strider,
- @dorumon,
- @gamzee makara,
- @hope estheim,
- @jack skellington,
- @john egbert,
- @larry butz,
- @makoto naegi,
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- @momo hinamori,
- @mondo oowada,
- @rose lalonde,
- @shiraishi kuranosuke,
- @vanille,
- flawless social skills,
- group survey time,
- inspiring the masses,
- ishimaru please stop talking,
- life mottos!!,
- oh honey no,
- really now,
- this sort of shit's always a good sign,
- you tried
004. Action for Violet City/Video
[ACTION]
[Perhaps strangely for the late evening hours on a Sunday, there are lights on in the school in Violet City tonight; Ishimaru usually avoids coming here in the evenings for that reason - surely it would look suspicious if someone were to come by and see that, or notice someone wandering around in there through the windows - but he has been coming by here once classes let out for the day once in a while, and tonight...well. It's been a long week.
It had taken him some time to convince himself that being here was okay (it is public property, as far as he can tell, so he's not in danger of trespassing, and surely it can't be breaking and entering if the door is unlocked); he'd run into a janitor yesterday who didn't seem fazed at his being there, and didn't seem to mind as long as he left things as he found them. It isn't as though he does much here, anyway; he mostly just wanders around, enjoying the feel of the place. Schools have always had very distinct feelings associated with them, as far as he goes; even his time in Hope's Peak hasn't managed to tarnish that.
About the only thing it's effected is the way he makes sure to leave the windows open and unblocked by shades while he's here.
So he's clearly visible to passersby, should there be any this evening, though he's got his back to the outside; he's got chalk in his hand, quickly adorning the chalkboard in front of him with words written briskly in steady, straight lines.
Live with simplicity, fortitude and vigor.
The foundation of hard work is the spirit to succeed.
Sacrifice is freely given, not yours to demand; give freely of yourself when possible.
Do what you can with your life; it's the only one you've been given.
Do not tear down when you can build up; do not destroy when you can create.
Respect all life as though it were your own.
They're simple phrases, really; things to be kept in mind, thoughts that he needs to remind himself from time to time. He thinks for a moment before scrawling one more down, and then he steps back, surveying his work.
We are not dead yet.
It had struck him as horribly morbid, when he'd first heard it; it's still painful, but it brings with it a dark sense of comfort. We are not dead yet.
That one gets underlined.]
[VIDEO]
[Well, judging from the background of the video, Ishimaru hasn't quite left the school building yet -
...all right, he's not even in the process of leaving, as several of those lines are still clearly visible on the board behind him, but still. He'll wipe them before he leaves, definitely.
However, for the time being, he has something of a question; it's been bothering him for quite some time now, actually.]
A lot of people seem to have been brought here during times of stress or conflict in their lives - in fact, almost everyone I've seen has been like that! Is there anyone here from a world that's actually peaceful and in order?
[It hasn't quite hit him that this isn't just something you ask people, good lord.]
Of course, even if things are dark for you now back home, the focus shouldn't be on futility, but rather on hope and possibilities! Even if your world is a dark one and your circumstances are unfortunate, it's still nice to hear about the positive times, so if you have any of those, they can be shared as well, if you like.
I hope that today was good to you, and if not, that tomorrow will be better - anything can be overcome with hard work, inner strength and cooperation!
[...again, it's been a long week, and he tends to solve issues with his own sense of spirit by screaming encouragement at others; it usually works, for the most part.]
[Perhaps strangely for the late evening hours on a Sunday, there are lights on in the school in Violet City tonight; Ishimaru usually avoids coming here in the evenings for that reason - surely it would look suspicious if someone were to come by and see that, or notice someone wandering around in there through the windows - but he has been coming by here once classes let out for the day once in a while, and tonight...well. It's been a long week.
It had taken him some time to convince himself that being here was okay (it is public property, as far as he can tell, so he's not in danger of trespassing, and surely it can't be breaking and entering if the door is unlocked); he'd run into a janitor yesterday who didn't seem fazed at his being there, and didn't seem to mind as long as he left things as he found them. It isn't as though he does much here, anyway; he mostly just wanders around, enjoying the feel of the place. Schools have always had very distinct feelings associated with them, as far as he goes; even his time in Hope's Peak hasn't managed to tarnish that.
About the only thing it's effected is the way he makes sure to leave the windows open and unblocked by shades while he's here.
So he's clearly visible to passersby, should there be any this evening, though he's got his back to the outside; he's got chalk in his hand, quickly adorning the chalkboard in front of him with words written briskly in steady, straight lines.
Live with simplicity, fortitude and vigor.
The foundation of hard work is the spirit to succeed.
Sacrifice is freely given, not yours to demand; give freely of yourself when possible.
Do what you can with your life; it's the only one you've been given.
Do not tear down when you can build up; do not destroy when you can create.
Respect all life as though it were your own.
They're simple phrases, really; things to be kept in mind, thoughts that he needs to remind himself from time to time. He thinks for a moment before scrawling one more down, and then he steps back, surveying his work.
We are not dead yet.
It had struck him as horribly morbid, when he'd first heard it; it's still painful, but it brings with it a dark sense of comfort. We are not dead yet.
That one gets underlined.]
[VIDEO]
[Well, judging from the background of the video, Ishimaru hasn't quite left the school building yet -
...all right, he's not even in the process of leaving, as several of those lines are still clearly visible on the board behind him, but still. He'll wipe them before he leaves, definitely.
However, for the time being, he has something of a question; it's been bothering him for quite some time now, actually.]
A lot of people seem to have been brought here during times of stress or conflict in their lives - in fact, almost everyone I've seen has been like that! Is there anyone here from a world that's actually peaceful and in order?
[It hasn't quite hit him that this isn't just something you ask people, good lord.]
Of course, even if things are dark for you now back home, the focus shouldn't be on futility, but rather on hope and possibilities! Even if your world is a dark one and your circumstances are unfortunate, it's still nice to hear about the positive times, so if you have any of those, they can be shared as well, if you like.
I hope that today was good to you, and if not, that tomorrow will be better - anything can be overcome with hard work, inner strength and cooperation!
[...again, it's been a long week, and he tends to solve issues with his own sense of spirit by screaming encouragement at others; it usually works, for the most part.]
action;
(She'd had to provide a character reference, she remembers, and it makes her smile because she'd ended up asking for one from a man she'd never met, whose face she'd never seen.)
So it's memories that bring her to the schoolhouse, but it's the light that draws her in to the schoolroom in particular (and there are notions of teachers and moths and flames that flicker through her mind at that, but she makes it a point not to dwell on them), and if there's one thing she knows, it's how to open a door without letting the latch make a sound.
If there's a second thing she knows, it's how to make an entrance.]
"Work out your own salvation with diligence. Be lamps unto yourselves."
[She leans against the jamb of the now-open door, casual and effortless, like she belongs here, too.]
action;
It wasn't exactly Carmen, let's put it that way.]
"Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely."
[He keeps his hands down to his sides; he bows sharply after a moment.]
Good evening!
action;
[It's not that she's amused to see him so...well, "keyed up" would be a mild way of putting it; still, there's a certain humor to the contrast between his tension and her nonchalance, and it keeps a smile playing at the corners of her lips.
What can she say? She can't help her fondness for brilliant children.]
What's got you hard at work so late, hm?
[...never mind that she's a grown woman approaching a teenager in an empty classroom after school hours without bothering to introduce herself and — well. "Carmen why" is probably enough to suffice, all told.]
action;
Ah...it's not really work; I was just ensuring that my thoughts are in order, that's all!
[...]
Do you need me to leave?
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[Now, at last, her demeanor shifts from a given value of playful to something a little more disarming.]
Do you need me to leave?
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You can stay, of course - you have more of a say over that than I do!
[W-Well, the shift in tone does seem to be promising. Relaxing isn't exactly a thing he does well, but he's trying, at least.]
You're a teacher, then?
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I was. But that was over a year ago, now — these days I mostly just travel.
[Not that "independently wealthy professional globetrotter" looks bad on a resume, either — though the verdict's still out on whether or not you can really call it globetrotting if the world might well not be, y'know, a globe.]
And you're a student?
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[...oh! Oh, wait. Wait, wait, wait.
He hesitates for a moment before continuing; he really doesn't like making assumptions, he prefers to say things only if he knows, but there's...really no harm in it this time, he thinks.]
...you wouldn't happen to be Miss Carmen, by any chance?
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She and Ishimaru have never used video themselves, of course, but he's made them to the network, and she's seen his face attached to his account. The fact that he knows her by name just confirms it.]
That depends. If I say yes, would that make you my very own Alexander?
[She pushes off from the doorjamb and comes to stand in the room proper, tipping her hat to him with a friendly air as she goes.]
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It would, yes! It's good to meet you in person!
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The pleasure is mine, Ishimaru. Have you managed to get your personal business in order since last we spoke?
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Ah! I know I owe you writing assignments and they're incredibly late - it's completely inexcusable; I'll be sure to get them to you immediately!
[fretting fretting fretting fretting oh my god]
As for my personal business...it's been one thing after another, to be honest, but it seems to be working itself out, finally!
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I told you, take your time. The only deadlines in your course of study are the ones you impose on yourself, remember?
[Don't laugh don't laugh don't laugh don't laugh okay yeah she's just going to motion to the chalkboard instead.]
Besides, you've clearly been studious. Are these your wise words to live by?
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...some of them, not all. I have many; these are just the ones that came most immediately to mind tonight.
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[She's not even trying to be right; just to provoke him into an answer.]
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[She teases, clicking her heels once for emphasis.]
Have you been hoping to go back?
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[That's a bit too vehement to be natural, even for him; he's quick to rein it back in.]
I just miss my classmates sometimes, that's all.
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[And up go her eyebrows; she's heard a lot of answers to that question before, but never one like that.
...
If he doesn't want to go back because he is dead and that means this brilliant teenage kid is dead — oh, Ishimaru's universe, she will flip tables.]
The ones who aren't here, you mean. You have your brother and a few of them here with you, if I'm remembering correctly, don't you?
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[He's quiet for a moment before turning back to the board, darkening a few sections of words that aren't as firmly-written as the rest while he thinks.]
I'm sorry for complaining - it's deplorable, really, to do things like that during a first meeting.
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Then, as if possessed by some inexplicable compulsion, she heads to the board and finds a piece of chalk herself, searching out a free spot so that she can chalk down a set of lines of her own.
Hold to the point of most tension; the arrow will fall from you when it is right to do so.
It looks out of place next to his in a number of ways — in orientation, in handwriting. And perhaps most significantly, in content.
When she's finished, she stares at the letters a minute, like it wasn't just her own hand that put them there — like she's searching for an answer in them.]
You're not complaining.
[She's quiet again.]
How many of them are you hoping to see?
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There are fifteen of us.
[We acquire the strength we have overcome.]
So eleven more, I guess.
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[She doesn't take her eyes off the chalk. Not yet.]
I've never been magnetic enough for it, myself. But I've known people who have.
[And now at last she glances at him, quiet.]
If there's four of you here already, you stand a good chance of seeing more of them again, too.
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The first of us arrived here about three months ago; my brother and I arrived two weeks after that. The fourth was about a month ago.
[He mulls that over for a moment.]
"More" of them isn't enough, though. We need all of them.
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[That gets a faint smile out of her.]
Good.
[Set your sights high and settle for nothing less. She likes him even more, for that.]
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