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Romeo ([personal profile] myblueskies) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2011-03-13 10:16 pm

Healing with song Day 3 [Open]

Characters: Romeo and anyone!
Format: Whatever you feel like
This log is: open
Location: Everywhere!
Summary: Romeo discovers Rapunzel has disapeared and finds her memory, he wanders around singing it. Feel free to meet him on his way.
Warnings:
Romeo finished getting dressed for breakfast, it was still raining. He didn't think it was ever going to end but he was not going to let that spoil his day! Every day was an adventure! They had a scavenger hunt to complete! Romeo was going to fight today! That was scary but it was alright because Romeo had the best weapon ever!

Alright his weapon was scary as well! But Romeo had been the leader of the black brothers! He had faced the god of death! He and his friends had broken into the kings palace to bring the truth to light! His friends in the black brothers were not here now, nor was Alfredo. But he had other friends!

Thinking of the friends he had met here he realised he hadn't seen Rapunzel for a while, even though she was an adult she wasn't scary at all. He skipped from his room to the room opposite, "Rapunzel are you here?"

The room was empty, but Rapunzel's bed looked strange, weird very clean. Everyone elses looked slightly messy. He frowned and something made him go closer even though he should just go to breakfast.

His eyes widened when he saw what was on the pillow. A ring and a charm, miss Sora had explained what that meant. "She's gone..."

Romeo felt sad, because people had been disapearing for a while and no one knew what happened to them. He could only hope that Rapunzel was somewhere safe.

But she didn't come from Italy, she came from a tower somewhere and he would probably never see her again. That made him very sad and he felt tears prick at his eyes.

Spirits up! He picked up the ring first, not sure what it did, he would have to ask someone. Then he picked up the charm, he knew it was one of Rapunzel's memories and so very special.

Flower, gleam and glow,
Let your power shine.
Make the clock reverse,
Bring back what once was mine.
Heal what has been hurt,
Change the Fates' design,
Save what has been lost;
Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine.


It was such a beautiful song that Romeo felt happy again. "I'll miss you Rapunzel!" He said to the empty bed and then wandered out of the room, humming the tune singing the words sometimes as he made his way to breakfast.

song for those who don't know it :D
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[personal profile] monkeystail 2011-03-14 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Just outside the dining hall, Romeo was stopped on his way to breakfast by a tailed girl in a bright yellow raincape, her tail sticking out behind her and, despite the rain and surely cool ground, bare feet and legs, as she was wearing the uniform's hot pants.

"Hey! What's that?" Huashi wandered up, half-eaten peach in one hand, a pear in the other. She'd been on her way back to her and Kotarou's hideout when she'd heard the humming, and since it was a kid, she felt secure in approaching the boy.
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[personal profile] monkeystail 2011-03-14 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Huashi screwed up her face in thought, but no... Well, besides the hair. She shook her head.

"No, but I did see the hair once or twice!" How could you not have seen it, anyway, considering the length of it?

"What song?" Huashi swayed on her heels, her toes burying into sand-turned-mud with silent sucking noises she found amusing. She liked song. Like what Rafiel had sung. And he'd been nice and they'd even sung together.
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[personal profile] monkeystail 2011-03-14 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Huashi closed her eyes and concentated, replaying the words in her head. It was pretty. But it was more than that. Something told her that if the world had been all proper and stuff, that song would have been more than just a song.

"It is..."

It kind of reminded Huashi of a prayer, but the only prayer she knew she had forgotten (or rather, she was sure, been made to forget by this place). So in place of that lost Buddhist prayer, Huashi sang the song Romeo just had, and while it wasn't perfect, the tune was true enough, and it was sung with a sweet intensity.

"I like it," Huashi said when she was finished, and gave a grin.
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[personal profile] monkeystail 2011-03-15 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Huashi blinked, because it wasn't as if she had actually known the girl with the really, really long hair, but she nodded diplomatically.

"I'm Huashi!" Then she looked around, and remembered where they were standing and where she'd (and probably Romeo, too) had been going.

"Breakfast?" Huashi asked as she pointed at the doors behind them.
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[personal profile] shishi_sonson 2011-03-15 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Oi, Romeo! There you are...c'mon, we gotta get your training started!"

After Romeo had left the dorms and started off to find his morning meal, Zoro's loud, thunderous voice caught up with him quickly. Striding up quickly, it seemed that Romeo's new partner had been wandering the campus all morning in search of the boy - he had already finished his own training for the time being, so it was Romeo's turn.

As he approached, Romeo would notice something hanging from the thick sash around Zoro's waist; a long, smooth practice sword made of lacquered wood. Apparently, the swordsman just wasn't able to go for very long without a sword by his side.

"You ready?" he asked firmly. If Romeo wanted breakfast first, he needed to speak up quickly.
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[personal profile] shishi_sonson 2011-03-15 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yosh, good," Zoro grunted quickly, nodding his head. He said nothing out loud regarding the new song Romeo apparently had running through his head, but this was a good sign; if it had bothered him, he would have said something to make it stop. Instead, he simply continued with Romeo at his side, staring straight ahead with his usual stoney visage.

Soon enough, they arrived at the facilities that housed the gymnasium and training area. Zoro had only recently been given access to these perks after accepting the vow of partnership, and quickly made full use of the equipment early that morning. Zoro picked out a private room, one with plenty of space and a soft surface, for Romeo and he to use.

Standing in the center of the wide, square-shaped room, Zoro gestured for Romeo to approach him.

"First things first," he began. "You need to draw me out. If you're going to use me, you need to get a feel for how the sword feels in your hands. So...umm...do whatever it is Players do."
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[personal profile] shishi_sonson 2011-03-15 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
As Romeo's gloved hand approached his body, Zoro watched it carefully close in; being new, he had never experienced, let alone even seen, the process happen. Though he remained silent and stoic the entire time, he couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

Then it hit him - an unsettling wave of sensations washed over him, causing his eyes to glaze over for a brief moment as Romeo drew out the sleek, white katana. Zoro had notice the glove emit a gentle light and a soft, vibrating hum just before it had touched him, apparently all part of the process.

He steadied himself again quickly, his eyes fluttering as his senses returned. "Blehhh..." he groaned in disgust. "I'm going to need to get used to that myself..."

Once Romeo had balanced himself, Zoro looked down at the weapon in the boy's hands. He had been a child himself when he first gripped the real version of that blade, and remembered very well its heft in his small hands. As it came out, the katana was still in its smooth, polished sheathe - Zoro gripped it lightly and slid it off to reveal the gleaming metal blade safely hidden beneath.

"That's a real sword you're holding, Romeo," Zoro said, reaching down to correct the young man's fingers properly as he gripped the hilt. "And a real sword is no joke. The first thing a swordsman needs to know is that this is life and death in your hands! Got it?"

Gently, Zoro slid his fingers along the flat sides of the katana and raised it, making Romeo's arms rise with it until he was holding the weapon in front of him in an aggressive stance, pointing out in front of him and up at a steep angle.

"It's not just your enemy's life or death, though," he continued, circling around behind Romeo. "It's also your own. It's a fine balance, and it'll tip one way or the other the moment you lose focus."

Zoro circled back around, then stood a few steps away, a safe distance just outside of Romeo's range.

"Let's start practicing. Swing the sword like this," Zoro said, taking his practice sword out of his sash. He held it firmly between his two hands, his grip and posture flawless, and raised it up over his head. With a soft, quick grunt, he swung the weapon straight down in front of him, the length of the sword stopping instantly once the tip was at-level with his chest. "Do that ten times. Keep the sword steady from start to finish."

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[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-03-15 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
Sherlock is leaning against the wall of the dining hall with his hands in his pockets. There are three Memory Charms on his left wrist, one on his right, and he looks as though he hasn't slept properly in at least a week.

The most irksome thing about lacking a Player this round, he has decided, is that they are no doubt going to reclaim his violin any minute now.

When he hears Romeo singing, he smiles faintly.
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[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-03-15 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a lovely song," he says quietly, returning the smile.
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[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-03-15 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Rapunzel. Yes, I remember her. We never met, but she was difficult to miss."

His left hand goes to the lonely charm on his right wrist—Shoujou's.

"It's a pity I daren't touch my violin without a Player, or I might like to learn the song myself."

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[personal profile] formerly_known_as_prince 2011-03-15 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
Utena listened curiously just outside of the doorway to his dorm, carrying a bag of the clothes Sora had lent her, freshly (and clumsily) laundered. The melody was very pretty. It felt old. The tune touched that part of her that was old too. The princely part.

When he was finished: "That was very pretty."
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[personal profile] formerly_known_as_prince 2011-03-16 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that's too bad..." A new thing, then. When people disappeared here, they were remembered. Was she still remembered back at...at the last school she'd gone to? Or after the final duel, had she been simply erased?

"Oh! You must be Romeo-san. Thank you for the fire you built! It really helped me out after I got locked outside." She bowed deeply in gratitude.
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He was right, in an entirely wrong way. He was also a kid, which made Utena smolder a little inside at the unfairness of bringing them into this duelling game. She wasn't that much older than him, but she'd already started to subconsciously think of herself as a (somewhat broken) adult.

"That's me. Are you gonna get breakfast?"

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