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Sayaka ❝lol jk❞ Maizono ([personal profile] idolings) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2017-08-27 12:19 pm

[closed] you're always scared while giving a smile

Who: Ryuji Sakamoto & Sayaka Maizono
Where: Entrance Hall then to the Pool
When: Backdated to August 25th
Rating: PG-13 for talks about murder and death
Summary: When a Vulgar boy and Idol girl have a serious chat, only for them to fall into a pool due to magical rift shenanigans (Thanks Wonderland!!)
The Story:

["Fuck this shit. I'm outta here."

Could that meeting have gone anymore wrong? Sayaka continues to replay the conversation that she had with Mondo in her head over and over again. No matter what she did, she knew that nothing would have made that encounter any less terrible because the problem was her.

Ever since that super awkward encounter with her classmate, she hasn't been her usual self. Just a few days before that, everything seemed to be going so well. The music festival was a success, she's been making new friends and she felt so incredibly happy! But then everything changed after that fateful meeting. She was less bubbly and more sullen. For the past few days, she's avoided trying to talk to anyone and has opted to put herself in isolation in her room.

It was better that she refrained from speaking to anyone, she didn't want to let any more people down.

As always, Wonderland seemed to have a different idea in store for her.

When she stepped out of her room to go get food from the kitchen, she somehow made her way to the library instead. At first she thought that maybe she was just crazy and lost her way. Then it got confirmed for her when she opened the door to the music room, only for her to end up in the entrance hall. This had be some kind of event.

She wanted to go outside and scream!!! However, she knew that if she tried leaving through the front door, she would probably end up in the ballroom or something.

Sayaka lets out a sigh and instead, leans her back against the wall with her eyes looking downcast towards the ground. Wonderland sure picked a great time to have this event.]
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-08-28 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Ryuji fares slightly better with the portal hopping, but only because the front door had let him outside that morning, where he'd taken his breakfast without stops on the way. It's after he comes back inside and tries to return to his room for a shower that he finds out for himself what has everyone's undies in a twist.]

For crap's sake--

[His second try ends no better than his first. Skipped back to square one, Ryuji kicks a pillar out of frustration. Which he instantly regrets. Marble ain't taking shit from a human foot.

Hobbling around the pillar, he's wincing off the pain when he spots her.]


Hey!
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-08-31 09:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Head bowed to her shoes, Sayaka doesn't seem to hear him at first (which, given the cacophony of Ryuji's general person, is a feat in and of itself). If not for the long fall of hair and distinct, porcelain features, he'd be tempted to think it's a case of mistaken identity; he hasn't known Sayaka and her demeanor to be this still and sullen, almost like someone has come along and cut her marionette strings, and with them her animation and energy.

Then she looks up--almost guiltily, it seems. Like a public figure caught doing something she's not supposed to: have a private moment.]


Hey.

[Again. More conversationally, less to get her attention this time. He leaves the pillar in peace, shifting his weight off the ball of his foot for the first few steps until he's sure his toes aren't about to yell bloody murder at him and make him wince.]

Yeah, I keep endin' up downstairs. I thought somethin' fishy was goin' on. [A second ago it'd had him on the verge of a Ryuji-level tantrum, but that doesn't seem as important anymore.] You okay?
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-02 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
Something's up. [Agreement, but one with a dash of unsurprised acceptance. They'd been through something similar in Madarame's Palace--doors that went nowhere, or doors that went where they shouldn't possibly go. Annoying, but manageable once you had the trick down.] Must be what people are talkin' about with space actin' funky.

[For now, the event fuckery he'd walked away from takes a backseat to what's in front of him: Sayaka, and the unconvincing halt to her words. He looks her over, finding her demeanor speaks a more accurate truth than what she's saying.]

You don't look okay.

[She still looks like her usual cute and good-looking self, make no mistake. But... distant? Sad? Burdened might be the closest to the mark.]
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-04 10:02 am (UTC)(link)
[His brow knits at the apology, telegraphing his concern and quizzicalness. Some people would pay to be able to say as much as Ryuji with a single expression.

Why's she saying sorry? She hasn't done anything to deserve an apology. He'd asked out of worry, not to catch her in a web of lies and guilt her with it. Gosh, it's like no person ever tried to cover up their feelings to keep someone from worrying before. Shame on you, Sayaka Maizono, for being the first to attempt such a feat of emotional duplicity. Jim Carrey a la Liar Liar would be proud.]


You don't gotta say if you don't wanna, you just look a little pale. Portals make you sick?

[The last part barely warrants a response, so dismissive is Ryuji of the idea of anyone being a burden--whether on himself or others. Whatever's going on with her isn't a burden. Ryuji's been a long-time believer that if someone's mood is low or they're down on their luck, they just need a little support until they're ready to go back to standing up straight on their own, is all.]

It's too late for that, I do worry. You offered to help me out back when I was new--well, that sorta stuff goes both ways.
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-09 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[On the bright side, Sayaka's stomach doesn't seem to have the same delicate sensibilities toward portal travel as Ryuji's.

On the down side, something was eating at her, more than just annoyance at Wonderland's hijinks. He briefly considers saying something into the silence--another attempt to probe around what's taken some of the animation out of her demeanor--but on the subject of delicacy, it feels like a time for a delicate touch. So he waits for her to set the pace and fill the pause once she's ready.]


All right...

[His reply is drawn out with the uncertainty of his acceptance. This sounds serious. He hasn't seen Sayaka struggle this much with her words, not even when he cornered her asking for a date.]

Okay, yeah, let's go.

[Completely forgetting for a second why he's down here in the first place. Jury's out if Wonderland's about to let them go anywhere.]
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-12 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He smiles and shakes his head, calmer now that he's in Sayaka's company and sensing she may need the listening ear of company to her own end. Getting to the bottom of this shit can wait; right now he's more concerned about her.]

Talkin' things out when they're weighing you down can be, y'know, cathartic. [You can thank a pre-teen girl for teaching him that buzz word.] I'm happy to listen. Us captive people gotta take care of each other.

[He'd been about to say us Wonderlanders, but that isn't very true, is it? They're not from Wonderland. They don't belong in Wonderland. How can you really set down roots in a place that insists on being unknowable and uncontrollable?

Case in point: this goddamn game of musical portal chairs. They make it all the way to Sayaka's room without incident--and whoa, this is the first time he's been invited to her room before, this is kind of major!--leading him to think maybe, just maybe, they've managed to avoid these tears in space for the time being.

--Haha, just joking, this is still Wonderland. There's no escape.]


Uwah!

[As per the laws of nature, a buttered piece of toast lands butter side down, and Sakamoto Ryujis land face first. He lets out a rather unattractive noise as his feet meet air and he tumbles forward. The last thing he sees before his head hits the surface is the teal water of the pool rushing up to meet up.

Having been walking a little bit behind Sayaka as she led the way, he may have also landed partially on top of her, sorry.]
Edited 2017-09-12 09:04 (UTC)
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-13 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He's about 60% confident that solid thing he crashes into is a person, and that person is Sayaka, but there's no time to apologize for attempting to drown her by sitting on her before his scream is cut off in a gurgle of water, chlorine like an acid bath up his nose.

Son of a bitch, someone's getting shanked for this--!

Sayaka tugging his shirt to bring him back to the moment is getting to be a habit; she settles the question of which way he to flail and flounder in the direction of up. He breaks the surface choking up what feels like half the pool.]


What the eff is goin'-- [Cough, cough, gag.] --on!? Of all the places--to end up--

[Mournful doesn't even begin to describe the wail buried in Ryuji's voice as he rubs his eyes clear to see.]

Y-yeah... Are you? Did I hit you?
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-15 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[One would think Ryuji would stop being surprised at falling out of midair all his times entering and leaving the Metaverse, but in his defense he hadn't expected to walk across the floor and end up walking into a pool. It's evident that's where their friendly portal must have taken them once the dumb shock of the fall passes and he's able to take in their surroundings. Diving boards, pool floaties, and...

And his companion.

... Pretty... well-built...?

Sayaka's observation brings his gaze back around to the girl treading water beside him. The sopping wet girl, hair and clothes matted to her.

Silly is one way to put it, though Ryuji could volunteer some alternative descriptions. Like pretty and well-built... His gaze dips to where the rest of their bodies disappear below the water. Pretty and wet and well-endowed, and wow, they're really close right now.]


Oh, uh. Yeah. Yeah. Wonderland sure got us, heh. That's one way to get your mind off havin' a bad day--it's good to see you laughin'.
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-16 09:52 am (UTC)(link)
For kickin' you in the head? [Self-deprecatingly humored.] You probably woulda had a nicer landin' if I hadn't been walkin' to your room with you.

[Don't look, Ryuji. Don't look. It's an awkward angle where the most obvious thing on display wouldn't be her cleavage but the person trying to stare down it. And yet, so tempting...

As if sensing the struggle of a boy drawn with an almost scholarly fascination to body parts he hasn't seen up close before, Sayaka keeps his attention pinned squarely above the waterline by reaching toward him. Hm? The action brings on a curl of curiosity. Wh-- He flinches slightly under those fingers, less out of discomfort than that he hadn't expected the ticklish touch like a horse squirming under a horsefly. She's... touching him? Gently? Of her own volition?

Oh. It's over and done so soon that his brain stutters over the thought. But he hadn't hallucinated it, the pleasant tingles traversing the back of his neck say as much. He's still staring, but for different reasons now.

A beautiful idol just stroked his hair?]


Um.

[His brain working to soak up that fact, he's destined to be perpetually two seconds behind this conversation and ready to agree with anything she might suggest so that she doesn't notice he's also flustered into silence, ears warm.]

O-oh, yeah, you're probably right...

[He turns to what he assumes she's looking off at: the side of the pool and the ladder. About to offer she go first, he stops, realizing the compromising position climbing out in a wet skirt would put her in. Uhhh.]

Maybe--maybe I should go first.

[He hauls himself up, sloshing water everywhere, and reaches back to help her.]
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-20 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh shit, she must have noticed him looking and that's why she's squirming and going pink in the cheeks... When an accident outside of your control happens, the last thing you want is some dude taking advantage, right?

It's different for her than it is for him; she's cute and modest and has curves and other parts on display that aren't supposed to be this... exposed. What else would get her blushing in his company? It doesn't occur to him that moment of noticing could be mutual. Her struggle for words is probably just an effect of his causing an awkward scene, something he's instantly a little sheepish for. Sayaka hasn't given any indication she sees him in that way. You know, like a guy. An appealing, dateable guy. More like a friend guy, closer to what he has with the Phantom Thieves.

To that end, he doesn't really have female friends outside the Thieves to draw experience from here--maybe Sayaka's just affectionate that way and moving aside hair from someone's face is something she'd do for anyone? Now had it been his team who tumbled into a body of water, he might've... snuck a peek just the same, admittedly. (What? He's a healthy guy!) Were Ann or Makoto to touch his forehead, it'd probably be to flick his forehead for being a pervert.

What would they say if they were here? Probably bark at him not to ogle the merchandise while they climbed up and out of the pool...

That thought in mind, no matter how loudly it's calling his name, Ryuji makes an extra effort not to make eye contact with that pink bra as he helps to heft Sayaka the rest of the way.]


What makes you think that space tear won't just dump us out here again? [He says somewhere vaguely to the side of her. Look at this gentleman, he's not watching as she wrings water out. Be proud, Ann.] Damn, what'd you do to get that thing right in front of your door? You musta pissed someone off.
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-21 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
[One should never entirely put a chance to show off past Ryuji were he to think his audience is willing... But fortunately for Sayaka, he's more willing to chalk her flaming cheeks up to his hormones, not hers, since statistically speaking, if someone in a room's doing something embarrassing, it's usually him.]

That was kinda excitin'. Good thing no one's here--the look on our faces was prolly somethin' to see. Maybe Wonderland's just tryin'a protect its idol from takin' miscreants back to her room.

[Not that he's implying Sayaka would do that... uh. Anyway. He hazards a glance at her, smiling despite himself at the touch and the laughter. Even sopping wet with her hair in disarray, she's cute!? This is super unfair!?]

You kinda look like a mermaid.

[A creature of the sea leading men to their doom by caressing their faces... yep, he could see it. All that's missing is the seashell bikini and a starfish hair clip for more mer and less maid. Except that goes a bit against trying to find more layers to dry off with, doesn't it?

Ryuji looks around in consideration.]


Sometimes there are towels lyin' around when I come here. Or there's gotta be a spare room nearby where we can use the closet, instead of dripping water up another four flights of stairs.
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-24 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
You'd be one of the few. Most people I get that close to act like I'm gonna bite 'em.

[He doesn't sound bothered by that--if anything, he sounds amused. It makes Sayaka's gesture in the pool all the more of a singular event. Special. Different. Has anyone outside his group of masked miscreants ever looked at him that softly before? The memory stays with him like a lingering touch of warmth.]

... Thanks. For-- [He's not sure how to phrase it. Clearing his eyes is too small and too literal. Showing him... kindness? affection? pity at Ryuji looking like a drowned dog? is too vague and sappy. He settles for trailing off and shifting his reply another way.] ... I'd like to see that. That prolly means you'd be dukin' it out with a bunch of talking animals and queens.

[He joins her by her lucky find, accepting one of the towels to whisk it over his head in a way that makes his hair stand up in chunks--not so unlike his normal, everyday look.]

Score! [He slides the towel down the back of his head to rest around his neck.] You do. Your eyes look like the color of the ocean.

[And the hair--but mostly her eyes. Better that than focusing on how her clothes cling to her body, right? Did he pass the platonic friend test?]
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[personal profile] nomorules 2017-09-29 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[It's true women who can hold their own are sexy... Once she punches her first talking rat in the face, that officially qualifies her to be Miss Wonderland 2017.

Ryuji shoots her another indirect, sideways glance, seeing her without actually seeing all of her. What's so funny? She keeps laughing like there's something on his face--not that he's complaining about her better mood. Though their trip to the pool had been unexpected, it's a vast improvement on how he'd found her.]


I thought you were just embarrassed that I was lookin' at you.

[... He admits it so easily...]

Nah, but I, er--I guess I'll dry out over here?

[Here being the other side of a shelf storing pool equipment. Unless she's keen on seeing him drop trou and towel himself off right here...?]

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