evening calm oo2 // however, in there, there's no proof of my existence [erased]

[eveningcalm]

[ A - Action - 912 Bilko Boulevard - noonish ]

[Yeah, uh, cue Izumo staring at the TV with disbelief and indignation. She got to it a little late, considering it's Saturday and she loves sleeping late whenever possible.]

That's ridiculous. I'm right here!

[ B - Phone - afternoon ]

I'm not even going to waste my breath. If you're stupid enough to believe what the TV told you, so be it.

[On to the main reason for the phone call:]

Okumura. I'm going to go out on a limb and assume that you're not actually a replacement, either?

[ C - Action - Library - afternoon ]

[This would be Izumo, defiantly reading until all of you decide to not be stupid anymore. There are several books on sewing and fashion magazines piled on the table she's sitting at; the books seem to absorb her attention, and she jots notes, while the magazines eke expressions of distaste.]

Ugh. It's all so bland.

[Bother her?]

[ D - Action - High School (backdated, pre-event) - lunchtime ]

[Izumo is on her way to the cafeteria, through the halls. She's scrawling furiously in a notebook as she walks briskly, and if you look close enough, you may see flashes of archaic symbols on the pages, as well as full pages of messy handwriting. One page flutters out of the notebook, folded closed.]

[On the inside of the folded paper, should you pick it up (or have your attention caught by a smear of red) is a magic circle drawn in what appears to be blood. In the corner of the paper is doodled a picture of what appears to be a fox. Care to pester her as to wtf this is?]

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A

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

[Not!Mom is peering at Izumo from around a corner, unsure of what to do. Did they really replace her? This felt so awkward...]

[eveningcalm]

[Sup, not!mom? Izumo, legs crossed on the couch, doesn't notice her at first. She's just. Staring at the TV. Her eyes may be a little red from crying after waking up from that terrible dream...]

[But then she gets that prickle at the back of her neck that you get when you're being watched, and turns.]

Aurora-san? [Awkward pause as she glances at the TV.] Don't tell me you're stupid enough to have believed it.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

N-No! I...[She hides a bit more behind the door, so mostly all you can see is eyes and hair.] It's just... How can I be sure?

[eveningcalm]

sorry, I didn't get a notif for this D:

[There's a strange feeling in her stomach when she realizes that Aurora seems afraid of her.]

You said yourself this town does horrible things, didn't you?

[She unconsciously grips the edge of the sofa harder.]

it's okay!

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

Yeah. They do. Which means I bet the real you is probably somewhere else, or-- [She gasps a little, and puts a hand over her mouth. Oops.]

<3

[eveningcalm]

The real me? I knew it--you're just like the rest of them.

[forever-cheery.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head quickly.] No, I-- I don't know what's going on, okay? I'm sorry!

D

[noluckduck]

[Yep, she's picking that up and taking a peek. And even before she could really register what she was looking at...] Oh Jesus, were ya tryin' to summon some kinda hellbeast?

[eveningcalm]

[Izumo freezes. Then she turns, walks the few steps back, and makes to icily snatch the paper out of Clover's hands.]

Familiars. Though it's really none of your business.

[There's a bandaid on her thumb. 8|]

[noluckduck]

[Clo just lets her take it.]

It is my fuckin' business if you're plannin' on bringin' some murderous dogs here. [... Also, staring at that bandaid.]

[eveningcalm]

Foxes. And they're not murderous.

It's not like it worked, anyway.

[noluckduck]

Hey, I'm just makin' sure! Why were ya even tryin', huh?

[eveningcalm]

Because even if I'm here, I can't get out of practice! Training is present tense, not past.

Phone

[kinship]

Do you have some solid proof the replacements aren't... actually replacements?

[eveningcalm]

Have you ever met a drone that wasn't totally sickeningly pleasant and happy?

[kinship]

No, but... you would say that, you're one of them.

[eveningcalm]

Yes. Obviously, I'm part of the sane percentage.

[kinship]

Or a replica who has been programmed to react this way...

[eveningcalm]

All the drones have those horrible, too-happy demeanors!

B

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

...No. I'm not a replacement.

[But oh has he been hearing about it all day.]

[eveningcalm]

Duh. I heard your name on the list.

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Well then why ask??

[eveningcalm]

It was a rhetorical question, moron.

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[Face pamling.]

Fine. Then here I am.

[eveningcalm]

...

[There's no good way to say this.]

I didn't here Okumura-sensei's name on the announcement.