memoryofgensokyo

[memoryofgensokyo]

Akyuu has a visitor! Hopefully she doesn't mind the outsider snooping around, reading through books and scrolls at random, getting his grubby hands on every piece of parchment. My word, it's like disorder follows him wherever he goes.

Mind the reading?  Not really.  Akyuu was all kinds of proud of her work.  Getting dirty hands on things was annoying, but what more could she expect from commoners?

Rudeness however?  That was something Akyuu, had a strong dislike for.  She was of half a mind to call some of her more physically adept servants to teach the man some manners.  But decided against it, if for no other reason than she was still only mostly certain that this relative newcomer was human.

“Breaking into a young maidens room could be taken entirely the wrong way.  Should I be screaming for help?”

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@lunarexiles

Some days are good days.  Akyuu keeps a mental running tally of those.  Today is not a good day for the poor chronicler.

Doubtful that it’s a good day for Kaguya either, as she would enter her room to find Akyuu face down in a crumpled heap on her futon; a growing stain of blood starting to spread out from under her.  Both of her wrists bending at an angle that they decidedly should not.  Her one leg not covered by her crumpled form having a large clean and deep gash in the back of the knee.

If Kaguya listens carefully, she should be able to hear the chroniclers quiet attempts at screaming.  It would probably be louder if Akyuu’s breathing wasn’t so shallow.

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“I don’t know. But I’ve heard it has blessed rains.”

　 　 “It’s known for blessed rains? Their people must be a very devoted to the gods!”

“They must be.  What makes you wonder?”

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Tagged by: @hckurei Tagging:   Hmmm, it’d be hypocritical of me to ask for information from others when I’m about to give useless answers to these.

1.) Name/Nickname: NaN 2.) Gender: But it’s so much more fun to let people guess, they never seem to get it right. 3.) Star sign: Morrowind and Oblivion: the thief, Skyrim: usually the steed. 4.) Height: at least a few metres above sea level 5.) Hogwarts House: Not applicable didn’t go to school in a British system 6.) Favorite Animal: Been going through a chicken phase lately, though pork is generally my favourite meat. 7.) Hours of Sleep: On average 8, though only because of the weekend weighting it 8.) Dogs or Cats: Can’t say I’ve tried either, nor am I in a hurry to. 9.) Number of Blankets: I don’t own a production printer, so none. 10): Dream Trip: Space 11.) Dream Job: Is trust fund beneficiary or lottery winner an option? 12.) Time: roughly 1509164105 13.) Birthday: A night of a waxing crescent moon 14.) Favorite Bands: Broadly speaking 30–300 kHz has proven useful. 15.) Favorite Solo Artist:  Oddly specific to specify solo artist. 16.) Song stuck In My Head: Dunno if it’s stuck in my head, but I’ve had it on infinite loop for a few hours now. 17.) Last Movie I Watched: Hard to say, been ages since I sat and watched a movie from end to end 18.) Last Show I watched: Dunno, 19.) When did I create my Blog: This blog specifically?  Way back in the halcyon days of 2013, 20.) What do I post/Reblog: Threads mostly? 21.) Last thing I Googled:  “Average mass of cookie” 22.) Other Blogs: Several ancient inactive ones, but really only @asknueidentified is consistently active. 23.) Do I get Asks: The better question would be do I send asks. 24.) Why I chose My URL: Because .gensokyo isn’t a recognized TLD yet. 25.) Following: All of the touhou RP community if I can manage it 26.) Followers: All of the touhou RP community if I can earn it 27.) Lucky number: 20 28.) Favorite Instrument: Dunno, never really gave it thought. 29.) What am I wearing: Now how would you even know if I were lying? 30.) Favorite Food: The kind that keeps me alive. 31.): Nationality: Human 32.): Favorite Song: The human voice has never been much of an instrument in my mind. 33.): Last Book I Read: Working on the Romance of Three Kingdoms 34.): Top Three Fictional Universes I’d Like to Join:  Damn, that’s a post unto itself...

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cruentusscarlet :

“I guess that is fair enough but…it is going to make me sound ridiculous…and who knows if people will be able to recognize me once they can catch a better look at me…perhaps they will recognize the wings?…” Well, Remilia, you aren’t all that tall, and you’re…pretty underweight too, so it makes you look younger than you are, in a sense. “I will let it pass this time because the rest of information is more accurate and makes me sound more powerful and scary…and even mysterious…so be grateful I am going to let you live.”

“Yes, thank you for that.”

Akyuu did not entirely trust Remilia’s word on that.  But it was still alot better than being actively threatened.

“I would not worry overmuch.  You are the only person I am aware of with both bluish hair and bat wings.  Could I ask though, I have heard on more than one occasion you taking humans into your mansion when they were rather helpless.  What is the reason for that?  Surely it’s not just out of the goodness of your heart?”

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cruentusscarlet :

Well, there was no reason to harm her, right?…coming to the village was already a pain, so you were merely surprised you weren’t being followed by a group of angry humans or something like that.

Anyways, you took the copy of your profile and started reading it…and for your surprise, the majority of things weren’t too off of what the reality was.

…with the exceptions of a few things that kind of pissed you off.

“Right…actually, the majority of information is pretty fine…I would like to leave the mystery behind my powers as…well a mystery, but…”

“Who in the world said I look like a little girl under ten?…” You were offended! Marisa, Reimu and even Yukari are probably used to see you from a close distance. It was true you were short but…you weren’t that young! And you were too self conscious about your appearance, deep inside. “I am not even all that childish!…just…egocentric…and really dangerous.”

Akyuu let a sigh of relief escape at Remilia’s seeming approval only to curse herself for jinxing it when Remilia’s commentary turned sour.  Still, Akyuu wasn’t about to sell out her sources, even if she was pretty sure her sources could stand up to Remilia.  It was the principle of the matter, so Akyuu decided to deflect the question.

“Of course not.  But you are quite thin for your height, someone who only catches a glimpse of you could easily mistake you for a child.  The descriptions in the chronicles need to be something a human could make use of despite how fast you youkai tend to move.”

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rainbow-lifesmith :

A date is decided, and a time. Don’t know about you, but Alice is quite punctual about meetings. This is particularly true when it’s a meeting she arranged.

Knock-knock-knock. She waits patiently, adjusting the basket around her one arm, full of small pastries. A servant eventually answered.

“Hello there, I’m here for tea with lady Akyuu today? She should be expecting me.”

Alice would find herself quickly lead into the Akyuu’s proper receiving room this time.  A mid sized room overlooking a koi pond.  In front of the door leading to said pond was a small tea table, and two chairs.  A small collection of sake, wine and of course tea had been laid out on it.

Akyuu perked up at the arrival of her guest and spoke as the servant that had lead Alice there quietly left the room.

“Alice!  It’s good to see you again!  I hope you are in good health.”  A pointless question, though it may be, manners were manners.  “Please have a seat”  Akyuu gestured at the seat opposite hers.

“So what did you want to talk about?  Your research I think it was?”

Despite the fact that Akyuu couldn’t forget things, she had long since learned to use to same figures of speech as everyone else.

Transhumanism

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cruentusscarlet :

“With inaccuracy is not how I want people to remember me.” Yes, hello Akyuu. Either her powers of fate get to work when the newspaper mentions her, or she simply was passing by…and you were talking aloud about all this.

“Speaking of the Devil, they say…it is true there may not be a lot of information about me due to how I tend to isolate myself to the walls of the Mansion the majority of the time…or how they hate seeing me around this village, but…”

“…don’t believe all the things the paper of that tengu says…nor what the shrine maiden or that rat and the hag spread around…I would like to read that profile myself.” And maybe die internally while doing so if there’s too much to correct about it.

Akyuu was still alive, and Remilia wasn’t acting overtly threatening.  Asides from the whole being here in that ‘I can kill you without even blinking’ sort of way thing.  Well, no matter, Akyuu could count on one hand the number of youkai she had met that didn’t project that feeling.

Scared or not though, Akyuu was always glad to show others the products of her several-lives work.  Moving her practised smile to something approximating a real one.

“Of course,”  Akyuu reached under her desk, finding one of the copies of her work her servants had made.  She offered it up to Remilia before continuing.

"I know that Yukari and Marisa tend to be liberal with the definition of truth, but I have to make do with what information I can get.  I am not as young as I once was, and even at my best it’s still very dangerous for me to leave the village in person.”

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cruentusscarlet :

“I am sure your profile of me is as inaccurate as the newspaper was.”

You know that feeling when something startles you and it feels like you nearly jumped out of your own skin?  Well, Akyuu knows it very well, in fact she has a mental list of every time that has ever happened to her.  A mental list that she must now append, as she had not expected to find a vampire suddenly in her office... A vampire that was clearly pissed at her no less.

Akyuu did her level best to hide taking a deep breath to calm her rapidly beating heart while trying not to think of all the ways Remilia could probably kill her.

Akyuu turned to face Remilia, a well practised smile on her face

“Well, yes I imagine so.  You are a hard woman to get information on.  I have had to rely on the papers and the stories of Reimu, Marisa and Yukari.  I imagine there are some inaccuracies that resulted.”

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“So, Remilia is bad with money?  I’ll have to update her profile in the chronicles.”

@cruentusscarlet

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“She’s not wrong, it’d be foolish to approach it.  I used to question why they put the shrine so far away from the village.  But if the Hakurei line is so prone to, hosting, youkai, it’s for the best.”

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Who are the top three people that could get into Akyuu's pants?

((I’ll answer this OOC, because Akyuu would just get offended and refuse to answer the question IC.  Though, rather than ‘could’ get into Akyuu’s pants, it’s more the people that she would have the most initial interest in courting properly.  Nor is it exactly an ordered list))

((Akyuu’s view of a ‘good’ relationship skews heavily into the political.  She believes that a partner that strengthens the position of the Hieda clan is at least as if not more important than actual romance.  If I were to limit it to three then they’d be Reimu, Toyotomi no miko, and Kaguya.  Not that she thinks she has a particular chance with any of those three.  Nor would it necessarily be easy for them to pursue her either.  Akyuu’s very aware of, and very sensitive to large gaps in power, political, magical or physical, and all three of them represent at least one of those with her.))

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You'll have to forgive her, Akyuu. This young youkai will steal a kiss from you as a dare. She wouldn't do that under normal circumstances, you know! Hope the kiss wasn't that unpleasant!

@nekofantasia

Well, there are worse youkai to accost Akyuu like that. At least Akyuu was reasonably sure Chen wasn’t aiming to harm her.  Still, having a youkai come out of nowhere and rush you like that certainly wasn’t good for the heart of such a frail chronicler.

“Ummm…  why?”

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rainbow-life-smith :

Yes! Much good. Very happy. Is good. You good. Friend.

…is what Shanghai would say, if she knew how to. Or that she ought to. Or if she knew what talking was. Or anything at all, really. Pre-programmed responses and an imitation personality, intelligence does not make.

But it’s a cute imitation personality. As soon as she’s able, Shanghai pattered right on around the desk and up to Akyuu, attempting to hold her hand - or, failing that, cling lightly to her sleeve. Or just stand next to her if no touchy.

You is friend. Shanghai like friend. You good.

Akyuu hadn’t completely expected the doll to respond.  But she still was unsure over the exact level of control Alice had over these things, and more data points were always good.

Akyuu read over the letter.  It was shorter than most she’d received, but Akyuu supposed the writing styles of Makai might not call for the same verbosity she had been taught.

Akyuu had to raise an eyebrow at the invitation involving the discussions of magic.  An area that Akyuu was sorely under educated in compared to most.  Even odder was the idea that she might benefit from Alice’s research.

Regardless, it was rare that Akyuu had the opportunity to find out about such things first hand, instead having to rely on the less the reliable word of Marisa.  The fact that it would be nice to have an excuse to have a social call again, was of course also a bonus.

Akyuu reached over to grab a fresh piece of parchment before sitting down to write her acceptance before handing it off to Shanghai to deliver back to Alice.

Transhumanism

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The servant that answered the door was a young man, probably early twenties.  He was all for a human and wearing a well maintained yukuta.  He accepted the letter with both hands and bow.  Despite not recognizing the heraldry on the seal, he did recognize the doll, so it was not difficult for him to guess that this letter was meant for Lady Akyuu.

Despite how much he did not want to let the creepy little thing in to the estate.  His face did little to show it as he lead the uncanny mini monstrosity in.  As he did so, he nodded at another servant who moved to take his place by the door while he delivered the message.

As he walked down the hall that approached his mistresses ‘writing office’ a quiet sigh of relief escaped his otherwise professional facade.  A pitcher of was sitting alongside a vase of flowers on a table by the door; the fact that it was on the far side of the vase from the door was an unofficial signal in the Hieda household marking that the mistress was not currently hungover or drunk.

Across from the door from the table another servant sat in seiza style in wait of any needs Akyuu may have.  The two servants exchanged a quick nod and smile.  Despite being good friends, the demands of duty came first.  The sitting servant stood, accepting the letter from the first.

Once his friend had turned to head back to his post, he turned and spoke,

“Lady Akyuu, you have a guest bearing a letter.”

The fact that the phrase was simply “guest”, and not “visitor” meant that it was a youkai not someone from the village.  The fact that it was her attendant and not one of the doormen signalled that it was one that they recognized and thus likely not an immediate threat to the household.

“Send them in.”  Akyuu would reply, the fact that she didn’t add “of course” to the end meant she wasn’t expecting this guest; as she sometimes neglected to inform the staff ahead of time when she was.

The servant bowed as he opened the door motioning for Shanghai to go inside.

Akyuu’s ‘writing office’ would be a fairly large room if it were empty.  However it was far from empty, several ornately decorated large and deep shelves lined the walls.  Shelves that held all manor of writing implements and paper.  Everything from traditional calligraphy brushes and traditional rice based parchment to modern pens and 8.5″x11″ paper (gifts from Yukari) was neatly stored somewhere in these shelves.

Akyuu herself sat at a large writing desk and was currently rolling up the scroll she had been working on.  She smiled as she accepted the letter from the servant.

“It’s good to see you again Shanghai.  I hope Alice is doing well.”

Transhumanism

Knock knock, it’s religion!

Actually it’s Shanghai. She’s being a good girl and is delivering some mail for mom. Whoever gets it receives a curtsy, then the letter in her little hands, and she will either sit patiently outside or follow the person indoors, if she’s allowed. She’s a curious girl, and she’s been here before. She likes Akyuu.

The letter is sealed with the coat of arms of Makai. It reads:

Lady Akyuu,

I hope you’ve been doing well these days! I’ve been hard at work, so I haven’t had much time for visits. If you would have me, I’d like to remedy this. It’s been too long!

I’ve reached a crucial point in my research, and I would like to talk to you about it over tea. I think you in particular could greatly benefit from what I can offer now.

-Alice Margatroid

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So here's a (hopefully) fun idea. Send me a character and I'll write out things Akyuu scrapped from the chronicles entry. Or in the case of characters without an entry a draft copy that she may have written. I want excuses to practice writing in that style.

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"A youkai water park... sounds dangerous." Add that to the list of things over which Akyuu is jealous of youkai.