September Catch-All

[peninhand]

🧙 WHO: Monika and YOU!
⚔️️ WHAT: Two open prompts: first one is about Monika trying the familiar symbiosis spell, going super sayan and then needing to be taken care of as soon as the spell end. Second is her dealing with her DDLC trauma by smashing a video game to pieces. There are also some closed prompts!
🕒 WHEN: September
🗺️ WHERE: Around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: Trauma and all of the DDLC heavy theme for the second open prompt

All prompts are inside the post

Comments

[fujimaru]

I'll let other people decide how good or bad I am at being social, haha.

[ After all, most of the time, Ritsuka's approach to friendship was to just keep trying, either until she found something that worked or she outstubborned the other person. It's not the best approach, maybe, but it's one that works for her.

It does mean that she knows very well that her opinion on her social successes is skewed. Oh well. ]

If we hit six months and things are fine, let's just have a party instead. Sound fair?

[peninhand]

I think you're doing pretty good.

[ She most certainly was no social disaster, far from Yuri. A lot more like Sayori. But she realized she couldn't just judge her on appearances. People were complex. Maybe she really wasn't anything like her old friend. She hoped so, for her own sake.

Monika slowly raised from the bed where she'd been sitting. Her head was clearer and she felt more and more stupid with every passing seconds. She should get going and make sure to be at her best for whenever they'll meet again. ]

A party would be nice. [She raised her finger.] I'll hold you to it.

[fujimaru]

[ It takes a second, but only a second, for Ritsuka to get it. She laughs a little in spite of herself--how can she not? It really feels like it's been a long, long time since she's gotten to do anything as simple as this. Maybe they're trapped in some weird multiverse hub world. Maybe Ritsuka's even more powerless here than she was at home. Maybe the girl sitting across from her started out as something nonhuman.

So what? She's glad for these little things. Sometimes you've got to seize these gestures where and when you can.

After that moment, she raises her own hand, the pinky extended. ]

I'll even pinky swear.

[peninhand]

[ She couldn't help but laugh at that. Pinky swear, huh... She couldn't remember when was the last time she'd done one of those. Well... Realistically, she'd never made one of those, seeing how none of her childhood memories were real. But still, she was very familiar with the gesture.

She followed up by raising her own hand with her own pinky extended. ]

And I'll pinky swear next time you see me, I'll be more presentable, ahaha~!

[ She winked as she said it. Well, maybe she wouldn't be able to hold that promise... But that wasn't really the point here. ]

[fujimaru]

[ Ritsuka hums the bars of the song, grinning as she does. ]

I think you'll do just fine with that. I look awful when I cry, but you're still cute.

[ Some girls can look good no matter how rough they feel, and Ritsuka is not one of them. But she still thinks girls who can pull it off should be told that! And especially one who's been having a hard time. ]

[peninhand]

[ Monika would point out that the only reason she still looked cute while crying was because she'd been created as a character in a video game where each of the girls had trauma— And therefore had been designed to still look good even while crying. But she didn't really want to go back to that topic. ]

Ahaha, I'm sure it's not true. I do hope we'll never have a reason to see it though.

[ Even though... She had a feeling she would see it sooner or later, unfortunately. ]

Thank you for everything. I-I probably should get going now and not steal any more of your time.

[fujimaru]

Fine, fine--but if you ever wanna chat later, I'm usually awake!

[ That's probably not reassuring, but it's also clear that Ritsuka herself doesn't realize what flags that might be throwing. Ritsuka is all about not worrying about something that abstractly far ahead in her future. ]

Sleep is for the week, and I only sometimes give in.