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Were you always so sneaky? (( probably for haru unless another muse wants to jump in xD ))
Baldur's Gate
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"Are you telling me you didn't hear me coming up from behind you???" For some odd reason, Haru found this to be very improbable. For an observant man like Goro, it was hard to picture him struggle with this sort of passive perception... The heiress looked up at him through a squinted gaze. If he really didn't hear her... Was it possible that something else was on his mind?
Could it be that Goro Akechi was distracted??
"Things... Alright, Akechi?" she asked as she handed him the water bottle in her bag.
#Wax Seal || inbox#Haru answers !!#it was a toss between Haru and Elizabeth lol#but i think haru won this round
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(( I feel like this is now a thing (tm) and that was not my intention - to haru, please knock some sense into him haru LOL )) ❛ it's called unrequited for a reason. ❜
Hanahaki
Haru was half busy reading over her company's monthly reports and half busy nursing a hot cup of tea. Her nerves have been shot lately due to work stress and overall life imbalance... So, in an attempt to remedy the ache of corporate nonsense, Haru decided that today was as good a day to unwind at the one place she still treasured after all these years: Le Blanche's. She greeted Sojiro with an eager smile before ordering her usual teapot blend. They caught up a bit while he prepared her order, and once she was handed the tray, she thanked the older man and walked herself to her usual booth...
Due to the midday hours, she figured it would stay dead until the high school students got out... So, imagine her surprise when she sat in the booth and saw Akechi across from her. How serendipitous. Just one look at him and she could tell something was off-- or well, something else. He seemed paler, and the dark bags under his eyes worried her. Quietly, she got up to ask Sojiro for another cup of coffee, then she came back to slide it to Goro. After ample back and forth, Haru finally got him to admit what was wrong.... Thank God.
"Unrequited? So you didn't tell him is what you're admitting?" she echoes with a soft tone. That was definitely a word she understood, and the fact Goro could just... Say it made her wonder how long this was happening.
Haru sighed, "You know can change that, Akechi? Just because it "has to be" doesn't mean it "should be"... What's stopping you?"
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Uhg, Masayoshi Shido... A whole work and a half. Even hearing his name was difficult for Margaret to completely hide her contempt for that villain. However, after realizing her face was making the expression, she quickly took a sip of her coffee to regain her composure.
Again, Margaret allowed Goro to speak his thoughts in their entirety. It was the repressed guilt that seemed to get to her most... (Well, she clocked it as such, but regardless-) He didn't deserve the doubt the world forced onto him... And she's seen a lot at this point too. When she placed her cup back onto the coaster, she wore a more neutral expression.
"Needn't worry too much about what I'm willing or planning to do. I'm just here to listen and provide advice." she offered him a small plate of tea cookies she procured from the little trolley she got their coffee from. With a small sigh, she continued:
"In my unbiased opinion, Akechi-san, at least you can admit your failings and shortcomings. I'm aware it's not easy to do... My pride still bars me from such things most days, so I do commend you. Even if you don't believe yourself when you say it. It proves you're trying, at least, from what I've seen. There are people out there that can see you're trying."
Margaret finds a strange guest before her.
#Tethered Worlds || main#event: Coffee Chats#Margaret||#Peggy: My sister is--#Lizzie: Wanna go to a rage room? I know a place#Elizabeth is definitely the more chaotic one ;;#margaret and her cryptic effing messages.
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(( listen ... haru and akechi /absolutely/ deserve to get drunk on overpriced wine and spirits :3c )) 🍺
Out for Drinks
Tonight: bygones be bygones. Adult life is difficult enough with apathy being the default in an already untrusting world... And by Heaves's gates, Haru Okumura has had enough. For once, she just wanted to experience something mundane- something NOT her. The business spaces she's been in were suffocating at its best, intoxicating, at its worst.
So tonight!!!
Tonight was for cheap alcohol, an array of assorted charcuterie boards, a whole mess of chocolate, and a movie. A movie so bad, it was good. But first...
"Goro, let's go." she linked arms with her old schoolmate to drag him along with her to a small watering hole she frequented with friends after graduating. With little hesitation, Haru walked them into the establishment and sat them in a corner booth away from the windows. "Beers okay or would you rather drink something else??"
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(( ... probably for haru assuming that she still has goro's contact xD )) ☎️
Ring Ring!
What My Muse Has For Your Muse's Contact Info: The Knight's Outrider ; )
What Their Ringtone Is: Goro's Calling !
The Last Text They Sent Your Muse: Work was awful, I'm sure yours was too. Drinks?
What Image My Muse Has For Your Muse In Their Phone: Honestly? Just a picture of a Black Eyed Susan.
#Wax Seal || inbox#Haru answers !!#listen. as a gardener.... Haru knows the language of flowers. wink wonk
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(( ... the hsr star rail meme was missing one of the best white night lines so I'll just send it here for whoever wants to react lol )) "I don't need to need to know the truth."
There was a certain air of tenseness in the velvet room. The siblings looked at one another with knowing glances before one dared to come forward. From the pack of girls, their only brother went over and sat next to Goro. None of them knew why he visits them often, but they weren't the type to just shoo off those who sought after them. At least... Not anymore. Just so long as Goro stayed in the main room, they were alright with his visits.
"The truth...? I.." Theo started, but he just couldn't bring himself to say anything. He wondered why he stepped up first... He was never as good with words like Margaret or straightforward like Elizabeth, but something in him just knew they wouldn't be the right choice for this sort of interaction. So instead, rather than figuring out what Goro might need, Theo tried again after taking in a deep breath.
"This feels like a loaded statement, Akechi Goro. What is it that you want from this conversation? Just a listening ear so you can voice out your troubles, or advice to help remedy your uneasiness?" Theo turned his head to focus his attention onto Goro. He wanted to help, but he just wasn't sure the most effective way to go about this.
"You can't handle the truth" was one phrase he never understood as a young attendant... But ever since losing his own precious Fool, he had such a terrible awakening to how heavy that phrase actually is. The truth hurts and Theo understood that much.
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What a funny question... Margaret thought as she went ahead to take a sip from her own teacup. She sat in silence, savoring the taste of the brew her brother prepared earlier. It would probably be a good idea to keep this blend in their rotation; she actually enjoyed it.
After allowing the boy to speak his thoughts, Margaret looked at him over the lip of her cup before placing it down onto the matching coaster. She takes a moment to consider his words to assure she doesn't step too hard on his toes. He needed to be comfortable-as all guests should be.
"Well, have you not learned from them? Your past mistakes, that is," Margaret pauses to full situate herself in her seat before continuing, "I will have to agree with you... That remembering is curse and such, but why force the burden on yourself like that if, mayhaps, the past is already behind you?"
Seemed and sounded cryptic enough. From all that time spending with her master, Margaret knew that she was not allowed to just give advice, rather, she needed to pose questions to guide the guest into realization.
Margaret finds a strange guest before her.
#.queue#Tethered Worlds || main#event: Coffee Chats#Margaret||#thank the high heavens he didn't meet elizabeth lol
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(( .. whichever muse would fit the most I guess :') )) ❛ everything that happens stays inside you ... even if you can't remember it. ❜
Spirited Away Asks~
It were as though time had stood still, but for just a moment. The light in the Velvet Room faltered as the smile on Margaret's face slowly began to fall... His words sounded sweet, maybe even a little innocent, but the gravity of his statement weighed so heavily on the eldest Velvet daughter... Bright yellow irises focused onto Goro's face as if to search his eyes for any kind of insincerity, but when she couldn't pinpoint anything, she turned her head and closed her eyes.
Just who was this human? How did he find his way in here, and more importantly... When? So many questions danced in her head, but none were answered... Especially in this silence.

"If only you and your kind knew exactly what that means to us here... In every restart that happens... In all the routes explored... We do remember; all of it." Margaret bites her tongue to keep from saying anymore, but how her heart sank at the rush of distant but haunting memories. To dispel the feeling, she releases the breath she was holding and quietly pours a cup of coffee for the thief. Once the hot brew was set, she slides the cup over to Akechi.
"Help yourself."
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(( .. this could go either way I feel like, so ... dance time? fight time? whatever you're feeling I guess |D )) "Shall we dance?"
We Shall ...
One of the many things Haru believed in was that people can change... For better or worse, some times by choice or circumstance, people change. All her life, she's seen it happen. Her father for instance; he was kind once before corporate greed took a hold of him. Yet in these thoughts, Haru still wanted to remember him as he was rather than the man he became, and that was her choice... Just like it was her choice to be completely weary of the man that stood before her now.
Goro Akechi.
The boy who died all those years ago has, miraculously, made a surprise appearance at her company's fundraiser event. Imagine the surprise she felt. and the hurt that came flooding back after seeing his face after burying him in her memories. She wasn't sure if she should ignore him like the ghost he was or indulge in the irony of dancing with a memory.
"People can change, Haru..." she reminded herself over and over again until she realized he was still standing there. Was he being serious? This had to be a game, right? Despite the uncertainty swirling in her eyes, she still found herself reaching for his hand.
"I trust you're a better dance partner, at least? You were pretty light on your feet back then." Haru's voice was even as she situated herself in his arms. As the music swelled over the speakers, she allowed Akechi to lead her, if he felt compelled to.
#akechisjustic#Haru answers!!#Wax Seal || inbox#i mean. the jury is still out. they can absolutely still clash knives
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(( Haru and Goro bonding over gatcha games was not on my Bingo Muse card, but it's a welcomed interaction lol ))
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"Never would have guessed Akechi played gatcha games..."
#Haru Okumura||#dash comm||#hsr is hoyo's favourite child.#have some crack while I fix up another blog aHA
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working hard hardly working etc
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What the hell is he--? Naoto’s frantic attention bounced from Onyx’s body to Ron’s. A whole new wave of panic doubling over her already heightened fear as she watched him rush into the attack’s line of fire.
“Is he actually insane?!” she huffed through gritted teeth as she forcefully willed herself to stand and run towards him. Mayhaps she too shared in that insanity-- the one that wanted to keep those in battle safe... And yet, when the realization hit that she wouldn’t make it in time to get him out of the way, Naoto launched herself out of the line of fire to call out her own suggestion.
“GET OUT OF THE WAY!”
#Midnight Hour || P4 Verse#event: Rolling Punches#Naoto||#again. im so freaking sorry. idk what was going on with my stuff.#Save+ File || QUEUED
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To Haru’s merit; she has never done anything like this before. Her concept of romance and the like were heavily influenced by various forms of media she had consumed: recent interactions with books, comics, and video games took the brunt of her inexperience, and naturally fed into her fantasy of what it could possibly be like to share the emotion with someone else… Yet, it felt as though nothing really prepared her for an intense feeling such as this. It was almost like fire– hot, searing through her body, causing a need for more to bubble over her heart. But there wasn’t any pain that often came with burns; just the ache of needing more of him on her skin… More of Ryuji.
Whatever dream she was in, Gods above, please don’t wake her. Not yet. Things like this just don’t happen to girls like Haru… Or so that’s what she managed to convince herself. As an heiress, she was forced taught to value advantageous matches over deep, meaningful connections to catapult the family standing further into the network’s good graces. In her father’s words, “it was always better to be owed favours rather than to owe them!” With this in mind, imagine the surprise Haru felt. To know that Ryuji wanted her for– well, her. Just as she is without a care in the world of her family’s company or her political ties. And hell, was it a liberating feeling! Apart from always feeling safe with Ryuji, Haru also felt happy.

“Ryuji…” she sighed happily once their lips finally met again. The hold he had on her further cemented the idea that this was no dream. They were here together in this shared moment, causing all sorts of heat to rise back up into her face to pain those soft cheeks of hers a glorious shade of pink! Haru caressed her thumbs over his cheeks before allowing her hands to drop slowly towards his shoulders. They stayed there for a spell, then she opted to loop her arms around his neck to draw him in closer. The girl giggled against Ryuji’s lips, parting from his kiss once or twice only to return to him in short pecks:
“Your heart… It’s racing, Ryu… Is.. Am I doing that?? It makes me so.. Incredibly… Happy… If I am…” each word was soft and spoken in between every peck. She might have heard the school bell chime, but honestly, she felt that she couldn’t quite care about returning from free period… At least… Not yet.
#Tethered Worlds || Main#Haru Okumura||#steamy steamy.#also..? for some reason this never showed up on my notes or notification.#Save+ File || QUEUED
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PROMPTS FOR ACTION, CHAOS, AND DRAMA * a collection of lines for the more dramatic adventures
put the gun down. now.
nobody leaves unless i say so.
quick! hide!
everyone's out to get you.
can you still walk?
how much money did you lose?
looks like we're stuck in here for a while.
someone has to stay behind.
get down!
i think i'm gonna be sick.
you have my word.
it's too dark in here. i can't see anything.
we're gonna have company!
did you kill them?
shut your eyes. don't look.
is there a problem here?
drop your weapons.
we'll never make it in time.
i think he's one of them.
we can figure this out! stay with me!
hold your breath!
let me make you an offer.
wait, do you hear that? something's wrong.
when i say go, go!
can you think of a better plan?
i'm taking you to the hospital.
i'll get the money, i swear.
someone started all this, and i'm going to find them.
i'll get you out of here. i promise.
we're running out of road!
if you kill me, there'll be nowhere else to hide.
i'll tell you how this is gonna go.
brace yourself!
give me your gun.
where the hell do you think you're going?
i don't know! i'm all turned around. i can't remember where we came from.
give me the password.
i never should have come here. this was a mistake.
do you even know why you're supposed to kill me?
don't give up. please don't give up.
this is going to get nasty.
you should sit down.
i'll cover you.
what's the combination?
shit! the door's jammed!
think i broke something.
this is a terrible disguise. i'm going to get caught.
we need to find something to stick under it to keep it open!
we both know what has to happen here.
i'm staying! i'm right here! i'm staying!
nobody has to get hurt.
we can't let them win.
someone's been here.
this was your idea!
you take the left, i'll take the right.
is that the best you can do?
please just let me live.
hold on! there's more of them!
i'm ready whenever you are.
they're dead, and it's all my fault.
i can't walk. can you carry me?
it's time to end this.
quick, through that door. i hear someone coming.
you just blew our cover!
i'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than that.
can you hotwire a car?
is the wall moving, or is that just me?
no! i'm not leaving without you!
i'm not against you, if that's what you're asking.
the current's too strong!
i think that's blood.
shit, it's a dead end! we're trapped!
hold my hand. we can make the jump together.
oh my god. he's reaching for something.
why didn't you take the shot?
we should get moving before they come back.
this isn't what i signed up for.
do you smell that? what is that?
are you with me?
let's go over the plan one more time.
we've got a serious problem here.
these people will kill you if they have to.
the door's locked. it needs a six digit code.
i think we lost them.
we might be stuck.
which way did they go?
i can't wait to get you back to the room.
let me drive this thing.
there's not enough room for both of us.
it wasn't supposed to happen like this.
you're bleeding.
i'm not sticking around to see what happens.
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soul phase 🌙
#i miss them... not enough to replay the game.#but i miss them#Prince of Death || Ryoji Mochizuki#p3 protagonist
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