Day 169 |[OPEN] Waiting in the wings, your courage sings

[hellpyre]

Who: Rin Okumura and open
Open: Open
When: Day 169
Where: Various
What: Time to get back to life as usual...
Format: Any
Warnings: Rin is a warning

morning - dragonfield

[Life for one doesn't stop when the death of another happens. For a time, things do slow, directions shift, mentalities change and grief sits heavy in the heart, but nothing stops. Even at the end of the world, so long as there were still beings breathing, life never stopped.

And in time, a return to things as "normal" (as normal as they could be anyway) was needed. Rin had already given in to fear of the skyway and her own abilities once before, and she refused to do it again. Nightmares would still haunt her, probably for months or years to come, bleeding in to the memories of Shiro's death. That much she knew, and she accepted that. But she refused to accept any renewed fear of the Skyway.

Colin was right - they couldn't just shy away from what was needed because one life had been tragically cut short.

So Rin would finally be emerging from her apartment on day 169, dressed somewhat more conservative than normal (capri pants and a plain teeshirt), going with Kurikara to the Dragonfield.

Should anyone come across her during this first part of the morning, well... chances are you'll see blue flames first. Why? Rin has the sword out, and is practicing with it alone, trying to get some measure of the level of control she had in Kyoto back. She can't really do this in the training house that Duke set up because of course things would wind up burning, but the Dragonfield works well enough without making a full on trek to the Skyway.

She can be interrupted, just watch out for blue flames being launched about.]

afternoon - kitchen

[Working in the kitchen was finally not so difficult for Rin now. The arm that had broken was healing quickly thanks to her demonic nature, still sore and a bit weak (something she found out during her work out with her sword and flames), but usable once more. She didn't want to return to the kitchen full time just yet, but she did some in for work after noon had rolled around, and once again the familiar scents of her cooking could likely be smelled near the kitchen and a good distance away.]

evening - forge

[When night falls over the Bastion, Rin will make her way not to her apartment from the kitchen, but to the forge. A recent trip to lost and found had her stumbling on a fairly nice blade sharpener. Not that she had any idea how to use it (and it wasn't Kurikara that needed it but her other, non-enchanted blade) but she was sure going to try. Of course Stewart was no where to be found, and she wasn't really willing to go on the hunt for him.

So she sat there, blade across her lap, attempting to sharpen the thing and doing a fairly poor job of it. The cuts on her fingers were indication of that.]

Comments

dragonfield

[daughterofursa]

[Blue flames. It's no surprise she's reminded of her sister; they were her trademark, a skill Zuko's never seen from any other firebender.

Admittedly Zuko is not very social, but she's been avoiding Rin since Night's death. She was so insensitive about it before it happened, but she wonders if Rin even remembers.

It doesn't take long to realize this isn't really much like firebending, but she stands and watches for a while before speaking.]

What do you call that?

[hellpyre]

[Considering it's coming from a sword, and completely surrounding her... yeah it's quite different. There's also notable physical changes about her - elongated ears, sharper teeth, a much more prominent red at the center of her pupils. She's far more demonic in this form, but controlled to a point where she's not going to lash out at anyone approaching her.

Zuko's voice catches her attention just after she sends a swath of blue flames in to the air, skirting just above the grass, high enough to barely singe the tips of the blades. The flames vanished after that, leaving behind faint curls of smoke as Rin turned and brushed the mess of her bangs out of her face.

She seemed... mildly surprised to see Zuko, but given what had happened in the time since they last talked she didn't see any reason to jump down the other girl's throat. Enough time had passed anyway, there was no need to dredge up a poorly worded conversation.]

... it doesn't really have a name.

[Or rather it doesn't have a name she agrees with.]

[daughterofursa]

[After seeing Ryu go through one of his transformations? Rin's doesn't seem like that big a deal. Still strange, but not strange enough for much of a reaction.

She's glad Rin has decided to still be civil with her, though.]

You invented it yourself?

[Evening]

[freedom_engineer]

You know, Rin-Rin, you keep this up, and I'll start to think I'm back home.

[That sure is Colin leaning in the doorway of the forge.]

Wasn't expecting to see a late night blade-sharpening here.

[hellpyre]

Ow--!

[Way to distract her, Colin.]

... th' hell is that supposed 't mean?

[said around the finger she now has in her mouth]

[freedom_engineer]

In Elerian society, military service is mandatory unless you're a priest, and every Elerian is given a blade when they complete their training. And they like to keep them in tip-top shape after their daily exercise.

That, and my wife takes after her father, she's rather obsessed with her sword. And she uses it, a lot. When she's resting at home, she often sharpens her sword.

Needless to say, I'm quite used to seeing women sharpening a sword at all hours of the day. I'm a little surprised to see you here, though, doing that.

... Especially since you look like you lost a fight with a cheese grater.

[Yep, he's sure looking at her hands there.]

Dragonfield

[wayofvoice]

[Funnily enough, when you practice in a place called Dragonfield, you might run into dragons. At least, the one most recognizable to most residents of the Bastion.]

[Like always, Paarthurnax's wingbeats announce his arrival, and he's soon landing in his territory. There's a glance to where Rin is practicing.]

Drem yol lok. It is good to see you out.

[hellpyre]

[Yeah she kind of expected that to happen at some point. Not that she minded - Paar was definitely one of the survivors she enjoyed being around.

Seeing him approach, she sheathed her sword and doused the flames around herself, returning her form to normal as she approached the large dragon.]

Thanks... uhm. How... how have you been?

[wayofvoice]

As well as I have always been.

[He turns his head properly to let his breath rush out over her through his nostrils, the usual fond gesture he's capable of.]

You have been recovering?

Forge

[croceamors]

I think you already know you're doing it wrong.

[Going to the forge isn't unusual for Saix, although Lunatic often cares for itself. Still, here he is, looking just as closed off as usual. Maybe moreso, in fact. His mismatched eyes glance over everything for a moment before he sighs.]

I'll show you how to do it properly.

[hellpyre]

Ow--!

[Yeah. She knows. And for a second the expression he's met with is a stubborn one, but after recent events she doesn't have the energy to keep it up.

She nodded, handing the sharpener and the blade over as she tended to her cut finger by sticking it in her mouth.]

[croceamors]

[He settles down and promptly gets to work. There's no need to waste any time, after all.]

...You should've worn gloves if this was your first time.

Kitchen

[fuckthemancers]

[While Rin has been out of it, Zulf has been one of those doing the cooking although Zia has more than once made her own appearances. Today is no different, and he pauses when he sees her at work there. He raps his knuckles on the doorway to let her know he's there.]

Kitchen

[hellpyre]

[Rin looks up from her work, front already covered in flour as she works at some bread dough. There's a smile, though it's not the usual bright expression she gives people.]

Hey.

[fuckthemancers]

[A polite nod is given to her as he steps further into the kitchen, glancing over the messy spaces. When he's close enough, he clears his throat and speaks up quietly.]

Better?

forge

[superdrowningskills]

[The soft fall of footsteps indicate that Rin is no longer alone. He'd meant to come here to see if perhaps Stewart would be willing to make him a set of throwing knives, but instead he finds his friend ruining a sword and if she's not careful, her hands too.

He clears his throat to get her attention.]

[hellpyre]

[Her hands more than the sword really.]

Oh. Hey...

[superdrowningskills]

...It would seem that you could use some assistance.

forge

[heptagram]

[Patchouli is probably even more of a strange sight than Rin in the forge. Perhaps she's looking for someone?

Well, okay, maybe it's strange to see her outside at all. She also is currently holding that watch she received some time ago in her hand.]

Oh. Good evening.

[hellpyre]

Evenin'-- ow.

[Strange sight or not, Rin should probably focus more on the thing she's doing badly than whether or not she's seen Patchy recently.]

[heptagram]

Are you sure you're okay doing that on your own? Maybe we should go find someone to help. Or at least something to help you not cut yourself over and over.

... of course, it looks like nobody's around. The one time I come here, nobody's around.

Dragonfield

[windgod]

[It was morning, and where it was morning one would find Ippo Makunouchi doing what he did every morning, which was going on his morning run. Today though was more of a jog however; he didn't have a whole lot of heart in him to go full out, but whether it was just the habit ingrained into him, or some need to get some fresh air into his system, he couldn't justify not going out on such a fine morning.

So with his usual hoodie and shorts, he stepped out of his apartment and began his trek around the Bastion; something that would have taken him maybe an hour at most for a full lap...had he not seen blue flames shooting off from the Dragonfield. He knew Rin was the only one who could produce blue fire around here and as a friend, he was compelled to see how she was doing, so without a thought he made his way over.

As he got closer, he raised a hand and called out to Rin, hoping to get her attention as she practiced.]

Hey, you're up early today, what brings out her--WOAH!

[Maybe she'd been a little too focused into what she was doing, because the flames weren't exactly subsiding and a few jets were shot right at him; thankfully his dodging skills were still on par and with a few bobs and weaves, he found himself unscathed...he'd make a note to stay at a safe distance next time he tried to get her attention.]

[hellpyre]

[And that would be Rin letting out a shriek as she realized just how far her flames were going, and how close they were getting to an actual person. She stopped moving, but by the time she realized what was going on, the flames were already going too far too fast.

Pressing a hand to her chest, she squeezed her eyes shut and sucked in a sharp breath.

Don't burn him!

You're lucky, Ippo. She may have been faltering in her control recently, but it wasn't completely gone. At most, the sensation will be closer to a hot wind than burning flames.]

kitchen

[dragonform]

[Ryu is a little surprised, but pleased to see Rin out and about. The smell had drawn him into the kitchen, though the boy looks a bit scratched up. Likely returning from another brief venture on the Skyway. He usually takes a moment to deal with any injuries, but most were minor and had already begun healing for him to worry about.

Besides, he was more hungry than anything else.]

Hey. Good to see you up and about again. How are you holding up?

[hellpyre]

[Well that is what the kitchen is there for: to food hungry people.]

Hey. ... better. [Not really the best answer there but it's mostly honest.]