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bakerstreet2025-06-19 08:07 pm
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
― 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ( a collection of various settings. comment with your character, tag others, roll for prompts. )
001. a tattoo parlour, buzzing with machinery and walls lined with artwork .
002. a shopping mall, crowded and loud .
003. a cabin in the mountains, taking shelter from the snow storm.
004. an abandoned tea party, occupied with broken dolls .
005. the shooting range, empty casings clinking on the floor and sulphur in the air .
006. a music room, filled with melodies of an instrument .
007. an empty auto shop, hood of a car left open and quiet music coming through speakers .
008. a bright arcade, coins falling from machines and claws grabbing at soft toys .
009. the kennels, filled with barking dogs and excited companions .
010. a restaurant, where everyone is eerily quiet and staff are overly friendly .
011. a riding arena, with trained riders atop proud horses .
012. a mini golf course, sails of a windmill obscuring the path ahead .
013. a zoo, filled with an array of unique animals .
014. the docks of a bay, boats lining the decks .
015. a pond with ducks, seeking food .
016. a museum, displaying ancient bones and pottery of a history long ago .
017. a closed down prison, ghosts of violent history echoing in empty cells .
018. a quiet train station, lights overhead flickering and announcement board displaying errors .
019. the vast desert, scorching heat baring down at high noon .
020. the dark woods, filled with strange hanging symbols made of sticks .
021. a deep hole in the ground, covered by leaves and sticks .
022. a wishing fountain, base lined with copper coins of past wishes .
023. an abandoned picnic in an empty field, flask still warm with coffee .
024. a barn filled with hay and tools, old wood creaking in the wind .
025. a graveyard in the dead of night, wind howling through the trees .
026. a crumbling bridge above a raging river .
027. the refreshing waters of a lake, away from prying eyes .
028. the crossroads, in the middle of nowhere .
029. a cosy bonfire at summer camp, marshmallows roasting on the fire .
030. the top of a radio tower, with the perfect view of the surrounding area .
031. a lone phone box on a street corner .
032. a large elaborate temple dedicated to a deity, offerings still intact .
033. a drive-in movie theatre, cars empty and projector casting only light onto the screen .
034. a strange trail of breadcrumbs on a woodland path .
035. a haunted mansion, ancient paintings watching every footstep .
036. a decrepit mine located out in the hills, believed by locals to have a powerful curse cast upon it .
037. the edge of a cliff, overlooking the rough waves and distant sounds of approaching danger .
038. a road trip across country, music blaring through speakers .
039. a flower shop, filled with bouquets and a sweet aroma .
040. an airport in the early hours of the morning, deprived of sleep .
041. a train on its way to its destination, a sleeping passenger resting on a shoulder .
042. an abandoned shack filled with strange books of the occult and something mysterious bubbling on the stove .
043. an empty throne room, moonlight glimmering through tall windows .
044. an underwater tunnel in an aquarium, fish swimming overhead and sharks looming in the distance .
045. deep within unmarked cave located in the side of a mountain, lit only by a flare .
046. the dusty streets of a western town, watched by wary residents .
047. the back of a vast library, surrounded by books, when a black book falls from the highest shelf .
048. a room of an asylum, an abandoned camcorder left in the middle of the room .
049. the shores of an unknown beach, washed up from the ocean .
050. the deck of an unsteady ship, waves crashing against the haul and rain lashing down from dark clouds .
( stolen from here. )
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Thus the reason why Usami is considered by most to be surprisingly "unapproachable" for a rabbit.]
Usami Kuroto.
[He responds plainly, having recovered from his moment of fluster. But after a beat, Usami's tone softens a bit.]
...Sorry if it seemed like I was badmouthing Umemiya behind his back. That wasn't my intention... but it looked like I made you angry.
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[But he'll be damned if he could easily name the emotions that were going on there. There's more than one and they're squirmy little buggers. Kind of like his tail, which is doing the agitated swish of a cat doing the math of a difficult jump from the couch to the curtainrod.]
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[Usami waits a moment for Sakura to elaborate; eyes flicking down to where his long tail swishes either in agitation or deep thought. But once it seems like the other might just be finished speaking, Usami simply looks forward again.]
...Well, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, then.
[In fact, they don't have to talk at all. Usami isn't the type that feels like he necessarily needs to fill in gaps of silence, so he's just fine with remaining quiet as they walk the rest of the way to Furin High, if that's how Sakura prefers it.]
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I imagine he thinks it's nice, to be around someone whose first response to everything isn't to pick a fight. He's good at it, but I'm not actually sure it always makes him happy. Fighting, I mean.
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Is that... Sakura's way of reassuring Usami that Umemiya really does value their friendship?
So that discussion was still on his mind this whole time....]
.....I'm surprised.
You're actually a pretty attentive person, huh.
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[His ears perk up and he blushes a little bit.]
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-Bit of a loudmouth, though.
[Usami comments bluntly; holding the ends of his large, sensitive ears in each hand after Sakura shouts.
Speaking of...
Unlike the last time Usami approached the school while standing at Umemiya's side, it doesn't exactly seem like the same calm and quiet falls over the surrounding students as he passes through with Sakura this time. Although Usami definitely notices a few individuals stopping to look over curiously, many of the rowdier bunch continue on with their roughhousing.]
I guess I'll have to get used to being around so many energetic types...
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[And yet, Kaji says that Kusumi is the best of that class's leadership at communication.]
And in my class, we've got Sugishita, who's napping unless there's a fight to be had. And Kiryu and Suo, who act the most like gentlemen. Most of the time. Unless Suo is angry, in which case he's just rotten.
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[Although Usami doesn't elaborate on what guided him to that decision, it would indeed be correct for Sakura to assume that his words of reassurance are the primary cause.]
Mh. I guess I'll try to keep that in mind if I happen to come across any of them, but... I probably won't. It's not like I've got plans to insert myself into Umemiya's whole friend group or anything.
As I'm sure you've noticed, I'm not exactly the best at meeting new people, so it probably wouldn't go well whether they're rowdy or not. I doubt I'll get along with another human the same way I get along with him...
I can switch accounts if you wanna continue with Ume?
[Sakura shrugs slightly. By this point, they're at the stairs leading to the roof, and it seems this is where his help runs out.]
Anyway, enjoy your vegetables or whatever.
Sure, I'm down
Usami says nothing in response, but pauses at the staircase to give Sakura a proper fairwell.]
...I will.
Thanks for... [Usami makes a vague gesture with his hand.] ...all of that.
[The walk, the information, the reassurance... Y'know. Usami is sure he doesn't have to elaborate. A slight nod of his head, and then Usami is turning to make his way up the staircase to the roof. Now that Usami can no longer pretend that he's simply going along with the whims of a fickle guy, it feels a bit... different, to be meeting up with Umemiya in the aftermath of his discussion with Sakura.
But unfortunately for him, he is actually looking forward to it.]
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Right, if we're lucky, this weather won't get too bad. Otherwise I may need to figure out shade for the tomatoes to avoid sunscald. But in the meantime, drink up!
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But after peeking his head out and looking around, it appears that Umemiya is simply speaking to... his vegetables. Why is that not the least bit surprising...? -Well, maybe because this is somehow the second time today that Usami has stumbled across a Furin boy essentially talking to himself.
It's hard not to feel like a creep approaching Umemiya from behind, so Usami announces his presence with a lighthearted question:]
And if one day you were to actually hear them reply back to you, what would you do then?
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[He glances over his shoulder at Usami, his face blooming into a sunny smile.]
You came back.
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What an annoyingly effective smile. Usami can almost feel the grip on his remaining doubt and cynicism being forcefully yanked loose.
So he averts his gaze, and regains his hold once more.]
I told you that I was gonna pay you back for treating me last time, right?
...Or at least, that was the plan. But then some things happened on my way here, and kind of threw a wrench into all of that...
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What happened? Are you alright?
[Does he need to go beat someone up? He will, he totally will, just tell him.]
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[Plainly-] I saw a scrawny kid getting jumped by a pushy gang, so I stepped in to intervene. There were about six of them, young and old. I could only escape by letting them rob me.
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[Umemiya stands properly, walking over to look Usami over carefully. Yeah, he is absolutely going to need to beat someone up.]
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[A quiet giggle of amusement escapes Usami, breaking his usual stoicism, and he wipes at the corner on his eye as he gets himself together.] You can probably find them all swimming in the pond at that nearby park, but... I'm pretty sure they're all satisfied for now.
Sorry. [Usami waves a hand and pats Umemiya on the shoulder.] It was just a crew of hungry ducks.
Ah, they really did take all of the fresh raspberries that I was going to share with you, though...
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[Umemiya pouts slightly, leaning into Usami's touch and lifting his own hand to touch the rabbit's cheek.]
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[Oh.
Blushing, he intakes a short breath; heart fluttering in his chest. Usami hadn't even realized that he ended up casually touching Umemiya's shoulder until a touch is returned, and the rabbit is instantly surprised by how comfortable that large hand feels against his cheek.
It's warm. And not just due to the sun, either. Usually, Usami would push back or scratch a human who grabbed him so unexpectedly, but... This time it actually feels nice? Subconsciously, the hand on Umemiya's shoulder slides up to mirror the touch; lightly stroking the human's cheek with his thumb.]
...worry... too much.
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That is literally my job, worrying about the people I care about. All day, every day, all the worry.
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Usami furrows his brow slightly; once again finding himself wondering if there is something he can do. But Usami can't fight or help to shoulder any of Umemiya's responsibility. Even the raspberries that he originally planned to bring for Umemiya to enjoy are gone. Usami has nothing to offer him now, besides...
...himself?
An idea comes to mind. Slowly, he removes his hand from the human's face.]
Hey, do you... want to touch them?
My ears.
[Usami lifts one long, floppy ear between his fingers.]
Maybe it's not much of a gift, but humans enjoy feeling animal fur, right?
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[He remembers that comment about how most humans go straight to tugging on the ears. While he absolutely does want to pet, he wants to give a check-in first. It's a very precious gift to him.]
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Stop treating me like I'm made of glass.
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Sorry about the wait!