entrancelogs | What's left to believe in? [INCOMPLETE LOG]

Who: Ritsuka Aoyagi (

sleeping_memory) and Sheena Fujibayashi (

pinkribbonmagic)
Where The Chapel
When: Right after this
Rating: I'd prolly say... PG-13 to be on the safe side. Nothing too bad~
Summary: Sheena's out and about because she's antsy. She misses a certain idiot *kaffZeloskaff* but doesn't want to admit it, so she's walking around, letting her head clear before heading to bed. ... however, when she peers into the chapel, she's confronted with a mess and something she wasn't expecting. :o
the Story:

Having been in bed for at least 30 minutes, the chief successor to Mizuho found herself unable to sleep. Sheena's mind flittered to the ball and the lack of someone's presence and she had been worried. Worried enough that he may have dissapeared once again and hadn't made any mention of it. Sitting up in bed, she ran a hand through her messy black locks before resigning that she wasn't going to be getting any sleep any time soon. The ninja girl crawled out of her warm covers and began pulling her hair back up into its messy pony tail. ".. if I'm going to be awake, I may as well get something to drink." Sighing, she slipped on her the top part of her top and tied it with a half-assed ribbon before placing her cards in her safe place (while she wasn't going to put on her full outfit, she wasn't going to go unprepared at least).

She slipped on some tabi and slipped into a pair of geta before slipping out the door of her room and heading downstairs to the first floor. It was very silent in the mansion, something she had noticed while wandering around to see if she could find a way out of this place everyone had found themselves in. She walked through all the different hallways, remembering when she went down this way to find Raine, and when she had seen Lloyd in the kitchen... Sheena shook her head and continued down the hallway, stopping when she saw the chapel door open. Blinking as she passed by, she saw that the room was astrew with candles and the place a general mess. Sighing, she walked into the room and looked around, "... this is such a mess."

To which she began picking up things and trying to tidy things up. Maybe this would tired her enough that she could sleep.

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Under the pew, Ritsuka was still curled up into a tiny ball. Tears had been cut off with soft sniffles. A red nose accented his red rimmed eyes. What that man had said didn't lift Ritsuka's hopes. Instead, Ritsuka was back to where he had started. The statue didn't grant wishes, did it?

Ritsuka's thoughts were interrupted when he heard some shuffling within the chapel. Opening his eyes, he listened carefully. There was someone in the chapel. Ritsuka moved silently towards the edge of the pew, peeking out of the side. For a moment, his stomach felt as if butterflies were beating against it. What he saw was a person, with their back to him. Ritsuka's eyes were certainly playing a cruel trick against him or perhaps it was the fact that Ritsuka wanted this person to be Seimei so much that he lost whatever rationality he had left. In either case, Ritsuka slowing got up from his spot, holding onto the pew to balance himself.

He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not.

Sheena's hearing quickly picked up the sound of shuffling around the pew. To that, she turned her head around to see the cat boy staring at her looking sad and upset; did he do this? Within her hand was a lone candle stick that had long since gone out, "... Are you ok?" She asked gently as she took a few steps forward. The fact that this boy had cat ears was a testament as to how weird other worlds were, but, considering where she was, it didn't seem to bother her as much.

"Did someone attack you in here?" It was her worst fear, but, it was best to get that out of the way for other theories.

Ritsuka took a few steps back, moving in the opposite direction of Sheena and towards the other end of the room. He still held the cloth close to him and the scratch he had gotten on his cheek from the broken glass was caked crimson. His expression was that of utmost sadness, for once again his hopes had let him down. The small flicker of it that still remained when he thought Sheena might have been someone else. He shut his eyes and opened them again, still seeing the figure of a woman without ears and no indication whatsoever that Seimei had been here at all.

He just looked around at the mess he had made, slightly shaking his head in the process. He wasn't attacked, there was no struggle. He opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He was trying to regain his bearings before he attempted to talk to her again.

Eyes focusing a little more to the darkness of the room, Sheena noticed the lines of a cut on his cheek and the rather hopless look that befell upon Ritsuka's face. It made sadness pang itself into her chest (which was rather nice and big btw) and she looked around to all the mess and took a small step forward to put the candle stick out of harms way, "... um."

It was getting rather uncomfortable, but, Sheena wanted to make sure he'd be ok, "... so... did you do all this then?"

"Don't move any closer!" Ritsuka demanded, his small voice sounded throughout the room. He didn't trust this woman, not after what had just happened.

He put the cloth behind his back, he wasn't going to let this woman take away the candle or the photograph from him, "I didn't..." Ritsuka's head lowered as he looked down at his feet. "..do all of this.."

She stopped rather quickly in her step and stood her ground. She wasn't going to move back unless he told her specifically. Sheena cleared her throat and then just smiled gently as she started cleaning up whatever was away from him so that he wouldn't get to defensive, "... Well, since you didn't do all of it, I'm just going to clean up some, ok?"

Sheena gazed up at the religious space and thought back to the Church of Martel.. something she hadn't grown up believing in, but, had respect for those who did. This place was no different and be darned if she was going to leave it in the state it was in now, "My name's Sheena. Sheena Fujibayashi." She said after a few more moments of silence, ".. is it ok if I ask for yours?"

Ritsuka watched Sheena closely, trying to read her moves. He was never good at it, but he was alone in this strange place and he needed to be on his guard. He gave Sheena a small nod.

Though, when she asked his name, he wasn't so agreeable. "I don't know who you are. How did you get here? You should go."

"I think I got here just the same way you did." Came the reply from Sheena as she continued to clean up. "I'd rather find myself a way out of here, but as it seems I can't find a way out." Sheena still kept him in her sights, but she made sure she didn't seem like some kind of stalker.. or someone who may have hurt him. After all, it wasn't JUST him that made this mess.

Sheena didn't want to leave Ritsuka here by himself, because whoever did this may come back! "But if you don't believe me, I can understand."

Ritsuka eyed the suspicious woman as he began to head towards the door, "I don't believe you." He was hestitant, wondering if he should make a run for it now or to try and sneak through the door unnoticed. However, Sheena kept a close eye on him as if she was watching his every step. "I don't believe any of you.." his voice then dropped into an inaudible whisper, "not even her." The statue, Ritsuka felt, had betrayed him. It didn't grant wishes, it didn't even seem to want him to escape from the chapel.

"Who sent you?"

Something was very definately wrong with this cat boy, Sheena assessed as she dusted off her hands and placed her hands on her hips after straightening a few things out, "There we go. Much better." Turning her head back towards Ritsuka, she watched him as he inched towards leaving this place, "No one sent me. I was walking by here and saw that it was a mess."

She turned around completely to face him and then looked at the bit of mess that she left, "Aren't you going to clean up your mess? You said that this was partially yours. I'm not going to do it all myself."

He blinked, he opened his mouth only to close it again as his lips pursed together. "Hmph." It wasn't his mess, at least, it wasn't an intentional mess. That man, who Ritsuka still didn't know the name of, was the one who scared him in the first place. "I didn't do it on purpose."

Ritsuka was close to the door now, turning towards his exit to freedom, he looked back at the woman still standing by the candles. Sighing, he slowly made his way towards the candles strewn on the floor. He placed the wrapped cloth on to of the mantlepiece that the statue stood upon. Kneeling down, he picked up the candles, looking up at Sheena as he did it and keeping a close eye on his possessions in the cloth.

It was his fault though, wasn't it? That man may have purposely frightened him, but maybe he shouldn't have gone to the chapel in the first place.

[[OOC: Pst. I won't be able to comment after this until tomorrow afternoon. work tomorrow. gotta get some shut eye in]]

What's left to believe in? [INCOMPLETE LOG]

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