[Open, Major Event] Drag My Feet Along the Floor

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Class Log #001, 14 June 2066 (Monday)

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[prismed]

[ Wow that's all pretty serious. :0 ]

You should ask him. I'm sure Uncle Hikaru knows something.

[ He's really, really smart! ]

[lyall]

[ There's a moment of discomfort. It is largely because she wonders if this should even matter... and also because a little part of her is afraid to know. ]

Perhaps... later.

[ She's barely realized that she's whispering that. ]

[prismed]

Why not now? No one's asking stuff again!

[ Their other classmates were talking to each other about some interesting thing or another. ]

[lyall]

[ ---!!

She can't help but sink into her seat at that. ]

It is... alright. [ UM. ] It would be good to let the others speak first.

[prismed]

But... nobody's asking anything right now.

[ Just putting that out there. Again. ]

[lyall]

[ Looking more than just a touch helpless now. ]

But I am... not sure if I am ready to hear the answer.

[ She does glance her King's way at that, lips pressed together nervously. ]

Nor am I sure if it still matters.

[ She may not be as smart as most, but she knows that the world has changed in a great big way. ]

[prismed]

[ HMM.

Well, since Kitty thinks it's important: ]

How about I ask something first, and then you can ask your question!

[lyall]

[ O-oh. UM. ]

...I would like that.

[ Perhaps it will make this not as... difficult. ]

[prismed]

Okay! It's a deal, then!

[ And with that, she's raising her hand. Your King, of course, notices immediately.

"Go ahead, Kitty. Ask away." ]

I'd like to know about about my Promethean ancestor!

[ ...Suffice to say, true to Hikaru Shinta's nature, he has an entire, interesting story to tell. Kitty is, no doubt, thrilled by this, and even more thrilled by the fact that when more questions from her follow, Uncle Hikaru is only too content with indulging her. ]

Thanks so much. I'm going to tell mom all about this.

[ Now: back to you, Lyall. ]

That was really cool!

[lyall]

[ ljadlkjasdlkj...!

She did not think you would ask right away. ._______.

Nevertheless, she listens in, because it seems the right thing to do for her newfound friend(?) and because she wants to hear the story from her King as well.

When it is all over and done with though, she's back to worrying at the cuffs of her uniform jacket as she nods wordlessly and shyly at Kitty. She does not know why the information would be considered a level of temperature though, but it seems like a positive thing??? ]

[prismed]

[ o3o

Watching you for a bit, and then gently nudging.

You promised! ]

[lyall]

[ GULP.

O...okay then. She did say that she would.

She's opening and closing her mouth a few times before she tentatively raises her hand.

( Forgive her, sire, if she looks as though she's just been put in front of a firing squad. ) ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[ Smiling at, of course. ]

What is it, Lyall?

[ She really doesn't have anything to be afraid of. ]

[lyall]

[ She is struggling against the urge to duck away. She is admittedly unsure if she is prepared for this.

Still. She promised. ]

I remember... a voice. [ She swallows and ducks her gaze. ] From before.

[ This is... difficult. ]

I dream of it sometimes. I know it belongs to a woman. [ A breath. It is alright. Everyone else was given the opportunity to ask. ] I wonder if she was my... mother.

[icarusalsoflew]

[ Ah, yes. This was why he had gone to Europe for a few days prior to this class. ]

She was.

[ Saying that a little quietly, although the smile has not dimmed too much. ]

What would you like to know?

[lyall]

[ There is that ache again, in her chest. It makes her wish that she were back in the house in the West District so she could bury her face in Mitsuru's fur. ]

Why... why did she not come back? [ Because there was a promise. She is sure of it. ] For me.

[icarusalsoflew]

[ This merits a cigarette. Give him a moment. ]

I looked into it with some acquaintances of mine from the Court of Summer in London. I can't say for sure, but your mother must have been sick with consumption - pulmonary tuberculosis. She likely collapsed on the way back to you, and was tricked by an agent of the Masters.

[ Drag, exhale. ]

There are records to back that hypothesis up, especially since one such agent that existed during your time period deliberately prayed on sick parents in order to get to their children. His M.O. was that he'd "help" his victims by keeping them in his home, and taking advantage of their weakness, promising them that they were going to fetch their children for them up until they perished.

[lyall]

[ It is the same thing, always, in her dreams.

Gentle hands, words that meant before night came, she would not be alone.

Bowing her head now and thinking on what her King has told her and how this makes her feel.

Was it better or worse that she asked? She is unfamiliar with the numbness in her chest. ]

Thank you.

[ It is probably not the right words to say, but they are the only ones she can think of. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

Mm.

[ After a beat: ]

Is there anything else that you'd like to know?

[ It had taken quite a bit of work, but he had managed to uncover a startling amount of information. ]

[lyall]

[ Is there anything else that she actually needs to know?

Apologies, Blade King. Your erstwhile not!daughter This one seems to be at a loss for words. ]

No, sir. [ She can hardly address you as her liege in class. ] Thank you again.

[prismed]

[ Waiting for Uncle Hikaru to turn away from them before rounding back to Lyall with a comforting bump against her shoulder. ]

That wasn't so bad, right?

[ A little more gentle than how she's been with you already. ]

[lyall]

[ The smile she offers is a little wan, a little sad.

If what her King said is true ( and she has no doubt that it is ) then her mother may have tried to keep her promise, only to find that she could not.

Have a nod now, before, well -- this might sound a little out of the blue, Kitty. Sorry, she's a little twisted up inside. ]

I hope your uncle comes home soon, Kitty. It is good as well, that he seems the kind of man who would keep his promises.

[prismed]

It sounds like your mom tried to too.

[ She'd hug you, but she's not sure if you'll like that yet. So she's settling for a hand on your hand instead. She's seen her mom do that with sad people before, and it seemed to help? ]

[lyall]

[ There is a knot in her throat and she can feel the hint of water burning in her eyes. She will not cry here though; such a thing can wait for another time, another place.

Mustering a smile now as she looks shyly your way. ]