![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
cantarella
✨ wonderhoy ✨
✨ wonderhoy ✨
[So! First, Cantarella did some investigating, detective-style, and Tsukasa did some freaking out, Tsukasa-style.
But eventually, as it becomes clear that despite everything, it isn't more dangerous than it already was, Tsukasa finds himself wandering out of the dorm again.
Cautiously. His expression is muted, much more than he usually is, and he wanders into the kitchen area without even noticing someone else is already there.]
But eventually, as it becomes clear that despite everything, it isn't more dangerous than it already was, Tsukasa finds himself wandering out of the dorm again.
Cautiously. His expression is muted, much more than he usually is, and he wanders into the kitchen area without even noticing someone else is already there.]
[Oh, dear.
Cantarella ceases what she's doing--gathering a rather random assortment of items and ingredients and comes around the counter to intercept him. She takes him gently by the cheeks and holds his face firmly so her deep blue eyes might meet his.]
Tsukasa, my dear. Wonderhoy.
[They can't lose sight of the triggers they put in place, either. It will keep them safer, keep them sane.]
Cantarella ceases what she's doing--gathering a rather random assortment of items and ingredients and comes around the counter to intercept him. She takes him gently by the cheeks and holds his face firmly so her deep blue eyes might meet his.]
Tsukasa, my dear. Wonderhoy.
[They can't lose sight of the triggers they put in place, either. It will keep them safer, keep them sane.]
[Ah.
Suddenly, someone's there. He freezes in place, breath hitching--but her hands are gentle and he meets her eyes and blinks as he realizes exactly as it is.]
Cantarella...
[Another shaky breath. The rest processes, and then he swallows tightly. Oh... Hearing someone else say it, in a moment like this, is...]
... W... wonderhoy.
Suddenly, someone's there. He freezes in place, breath hitching--but her hands are gentle and he meets her eyes and blinks as he realizes exactly as it is.]
Cantarella...
[Another shaky breath. The rest processes, and then he swallows tightly. Oh... Hearing someone else say it, in a moment like this, is...]
... W... wonderhoy.
[These aren't really the sorts of circumstances where even the best phrase can spark a smile, are they?
She smiles herself, though it's tender and sad, and gives him a little pet with her thumbs before releasing him.]
Perhaps, as a novice, I didn't do it right. Do you need something from here, Tsukasa?
She smiles herself, though it's tender and sad, and gives him a little pet with her thumbs before releasing him.]
Perhaps, as a novice, I didn't do it right. Do you need something from here, Tsukasa?
Oh... no, you did wonderfully.
[Truly. It's not her fault that he's realizing now that the phrase reminds him of home, and of his troupe, and places where people don't just suddenly turn up dead for the sake of some sort of twisted performance.]
I was just restless, I suppose. It's difficult to stay still right now. I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?
[Truly. It's not her fault that he's realizing now that the phrase reminds him of home, and of his troupe, and places where people don't just suddenly turn up dead for the sake of some sort of twisted performance.]
I was just restless, I suppose. It's difficult to stay still right now. I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?
Not at all. You shouldn't have to go through this alone.
[She's just sorry that things seem to have played out exactly as she thought they would.]
This is an ugly thing. [She doesn't elaborate further, perhaps wanting to shield him from the worst of it.]
[She's just sorry that things seem to have played out exactly as she thought they would.]
This is an ugly thing. [She doesn't elaborate further, perhaps wanting to shield him from the worst of it.]
Because there is no descriptor, no chain of words that could be adequate to describe the loss, though it will likely be written off as a stone to be stepped on.
[It may seem like an understatement, but anything would pale in comparison to having to witness this loss—lives thrown down to advance toward a promised glory that she doesn't believe will even exist.]
If everything said about Father is true, then the "performance" is to earn an honor of no value. A crown of thorns.
[It may seem like an understatement, but anything would pale in comparison to having to witness this loss—lives thrown down to advance toward a promised glory that she doesn't believe will even exist.]
If everything said about Father is true, then the "performance" is to earn an honor of no value. A crown of thorns.
[She's right, and it's... reassuring to hear her say so. So many people are handling things so much better than he is. But... Cantarella, calm and competent, agrees that there's nothing adequate to describe this situation.]
... Right. Precisely! I...! I can't imagine ever thinking otherwise, in fact!
... Right. Precisely! I...! I can't imagine ever thinking otherwise, in fact!
Do you believe in the wish, Tsukasa, or in miracles?
[She asks it in her usual mild way. Though the question comes suddenly, it's related to his proclamation—and to what they've seen. Some do believe those promises, she's sure, even having seen what they have seen.]
[She asks it in her usual mild way. Though the question comes suddenly, it's related to his proclamation—and to what they've seen. Some do believe those promises, she's sure, even having seen what they have seen.]
Hm? Well, that's... to be honest, I'd assumed it was all...
[... Okay, in light of everything that's happened, this is going to sound ridiculous and he knows it, but. He's scrupulously honest anyway.]
... Well, flavor text. Part of the performance of it all. Not to say that wishes can't come true! But I've always considered them the sort of thing that comes true as you strive for them!
Not something to have granted.
[... Okay, in light of everything that's happened, this is going to sound ridiculous and he knows it, but. He's scrupulously honest anyway.]
... Well, flavor text. Part of the performance of it all. Not to say that wishes can't come true! But I've always considered them the sort of thing that comes true as you strive for them!
Not something to have granted.
[The first and perhaps last time? Someone will say this to Tsukasa:]
That's a wise conclusion.
[She turns away from him a little bit, hand to chin.] I think I must have allowed myself to imagine what would happen if I went somewhere else. But...I do not believe a miracle can be handed out or awarded for suffering.
That's a wise conclusion.
[She turns away from him a little bit, hand to chin.] I think I must have allowed myself to imagine what would happen if I went somewhere else. But...I do not believe a miracle can be handed out or awarded for suffering.
[Does it seem to be helping him? Though she'd rather he not delude himself into danger, leaning on an illusion to preserve himself will keep him safe for the time being.]
I often used to wish for a breath of fresh air, well beyond the dark reaches of the sea. I think I found myself longing for that, in an instant. Then my invitation so graciously arrived.
[Something about her tone might make it clear that her desire is not idle, but perhaps unobtainable—that its impossibility is something she has accepted.]
I often used to wish for a breath of fresh air, well beyond the dark reaches of the sea. I think I found myself longing for that, in an instant. Then my invitation so graciously arrived.
[Something about her tone might make it clear that her desire is not idle, but perhaps unobtainable—that its impossibility is something she has accepted.]
[Prior to... well, Everything, he would've assumed this was all metaphorical.
Now, he doesn't.]
Ah... and then you arrived here.
[So it's like that. An invitation at a moment of longing, and then they're told they're sinners for wanting.]
... But what's so wrong with that? With wanting a breath of fresh air?
Now, he doesn't.]
Ah... and then you arrived here.
[So it's like that. An invitation at a moment of longing, and then they're told they're sinners for wanting.]
... But what's so wrong with that? With wanting a breath of fresh air?
Not until recently. Once I quit this place, it will be easier now, though I will keep Porto-Veno Castle as it has kept me.
[It's a bit strange for someone who's also mentioned doing some travel to also sound as if she's lived a very restrained life, but the "fresh air" Cantarella speaks of seems to be above a current that drowned her entire world for a very long time.]
My guard was simply lowered in the wake of good news. [She had become too self-assured with the silencing of the whispers the bound her family to their fate, and in doing so, new whispers had replaced them.] At least I'm not enamored with this place's false promises.
[It's a bit strange for someone who's also mentioned doing some travel to also sound as if she's lived a very restrained life, but the "fresh air" Cantarella speaks of seems to be above a current that drowned her entire world for a very long time.]
My guard was simply lowered in the wake of good news. [She had become too self-assured with the silencing of the whispers the bound her family to their fate, and in doing so, new whispers had replaced them.] At least I'm not enamored with this place's false promises.
[He still doesn't completely understand, but...
As ever, Cantarella is very... she seems so wise to him, so self-assured and certain in an almost soothing way.]
Oh... oh! Then... when you get home, you'll be able to pursue that want properly for yourself?
That's a relief! [Whew....... it sounded too sad to not be able to even get the breath of fresh air she wants. It's such a small thing.]
As ever, Cantarella is very... she seems so wise to him, so self-assured and certain in an almost soothing way.]
Oh... oh! Then... when you get home, you'll be able to pursue that want properly for yourself?
That's a relief! [Whew....... it sounded too sad to not be able to even get the breath of fresh air she wants. It's such a small thing.]
[She hums a little bit; to let him keep believing in that sweet lie would be more of a balm than a poison. She can also answer without being fully dishonest. Just the truth that he needs to know.
As long as she sits as Matriarch in Porto-Vero, then… ]
I look forward to savoring those peaceful little moments I can now afford.
As long as she sits as Matriarch in Porto-Vero, then… ]
I look forward to savoring those peaceful little moments I can now afford.
[Naturally, being Tsukasa, you can tell him anything.
So.
He believes her, smiling brightly in response.]
I truly am glad to hear that!
[With that all said...... oh, right, he interrupted her.]
To make up for interrupting you, can I assist with anything? [She was going to cook, maybe?]
So.
He believes her, smiling brightly in response.]
I truly am glad to hear that!
[With that all said...... oh, right, he interrupted her.]
To make up for interrupting you, can I assist with anything? [She was going to cook, maybe?]
[If it puts his mind off of the horrific events, shields him from what she and many of the others have seen… then the interruption doesn’t really trouble her at all.]
I’m just gathering a few things. It shouldn’t take long. But perhaps you should have a drink before you go. We have a lot day ahead of us, and the water will clear your head.
I’m just gathering a few things. It shouldn’t take long. But perhaps you should have a drink before you go. We have a lot day ahead of us, and the water will clear your head.
Ah... right.
[They do have a lot ahead of them, don't they? Tsukasa takes a deep breath in, and then nods firmly and moves to the ffffffridge for bottled water and/or to grab a glass of water idk if there's bottled water in Utena-vibes land don't look at me.]
... Do you have any idea what to expect?
[They do have a lot ahead of them, don't they? Tsukasa takes a deep breath in, and then nods firmly and moves to the ffffffridge for bottled water and/or to grab a glass of water idk if there's bottled water in Utena-vibes land don't look at me.]
... Do you have any idea what to expect?
Page 1 of 4