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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Nov 15, 2016 22:37:35 GMT 1
Oppenheimer sat down in a completely barren elevator that was enormous for it's intended purpose. As he sat, he felt his throat from just moments ago. He died. There was no way around it. It was a fact. He couldn't argue against it or throw evidence at the claims; for a minute he was gone from the world. What would Ahuva think? How would Ahuva react to this? How would he begin to tell the love of his life that he was, temporarily, gone from this plane of existence. It's not like it's something he could just say casually without reproccutions.
As he trembled at the thought of bringing it up to his love, Tomoe Sunada, for whatever reason, entered the mysterious elevator.
Oppenheimer didn't notice her at first, but when he did he did so with a jolt straight to his feet.
"I am so sorry I did not catch a glimpse of you walking into this room. I beg for your forgiveness on this matter."
As he was apologizing, a thought had occurred to Oppenheimer.
"I also want to allow me to indulge you for a second in an inquiry. You see..."
Oppenheimer swallowed to clear his still sore throat and did the best he could to hide any markings left behind by Yoko's arm.
"You are always so pleasant and upbeat about everything. You know how to brighten the room by simply casually strolling into it. What I want to ask of you is..."
Oppenheimer sighed heavily and slumped his shoulders.
"How can you be so uplifting? How do you fight the anxiety of people being offended by your actions? How can you live your life to the best of your ability and still be unable to harm anyone's feelings along the way? Please. Please inform me as to how. I shall be forever indebted to you if you shall speak on the matter."
Oppenheimer didn't want to be the one who took blame for everything. He almost lost Ahuva, a girl that was as much as him as his soul was. If he were to follow Allah's path, he would have to fight this anxiety so that others will not be distraught over his actions.
"Please. I beg of you Madame Sunada."
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Tomoe Sunada
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Post by Tomoe Sunada on Nov 17, 2016 9:45:28 GMT 1
Oh God, all she had wanted to do was hang up some posters and maybe press a few buttons. Tomoe had never been able to resist the allure of an unpressed button, it was her achilles heel if you will. She and Katsu had made a few posters and she had quickly busied herself with hanging them all over the two floors of the factory as she could reach, and all of a sudden there was this new door she had never seen before and there were all these buttons she hadn’t pressed yet, what she wasn’t supposed to investigate? But she hadn’t expected to see thatguywhohasalongnameshecantpronouncepleasedon’thateher and even now he was trying to ask her questions.
“U-uhm, well.” Oh geez, she had no idea how to explain her personality to someone else. She’s never really had to put herself into words before and right now just out of the blue, Tomoe was visibly caught off guard. Rubbing the back of her head as she tried to think of something to say to the man who was begging her to explain how she could be so upbeat and positive, but for the life of her she couldn’t really explain it.
“To be honest, Tomoe can’t really explain it very well. Tomoe has always been this way, for as long as she can remember anyway.”
Please don’t be mad. She’s very new at this.
I'm sorry this is so short, I am so tired
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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Nov 17, 2016 21:04:22 GMT 1
"Oh." Oppenheimer sunk back down the wall in a depressed mood. His chances at finding how Tomoe could stay upbeat at even the most abysmal of situations. He let out a sigh.
How could Tomoe have such confidence in her that Oppenheimer lacked? How could Oppenheimer figure out how to tap into such confidence? Did he even have such confidence?
"Well, at least let me shadow you for a bit, if I can." Oppenheimer jumped up in a desperate attempt to learn from Tomoe.
"If I can figure out how you tick by watching you, then maybe I can become more composed around all this. I.."
Oppenheimer calmed back down when he thought of the events that happened not a moment before.
"I can't die again. Once enough was something beyond fear that I have no words for. Allah gave me a second chance at life. I need to better it for His sake. So please, allow me to shadow you and I promise you, uh..."
Oppenheimer thought for a second as to what Tomoe would want in exchange for his rudeness in following a young woman around. After a split-second, he came up with something perfect.
"Ahuva's landlord! Madame AlGburhi in my girlfriend's apartment complex. I keep seeing her dog when I sign in to the building to meet Ahuva. Just by the size of it, I know it's pregnant with a litter of puppies. If you grant me this favor, I will pull strings and allow you to snuggle with all of them! I promise you on Allah's word."
Oppenheimer did not know a lot about animals or Tomoe herself, but he did know that Tomoe liked animals a lot. Hopefully, this would persuade her to let him watch her. Though, completely unbeknownst to Oppenheimer himself, the dog Oppenheimer is referring to is, in fact, a fat persian leopard that Madame AlGburhi killed, skinned, and threw over a dufflebag full of the bones to bless the hotel with. Madame AlGburhi is just creepy like that Oppenheimer just assumed it was sleeping constantly due to the pregnancy.
Oppenheimer unintentionally fucked up big time and he doesn't even know it yet. Poor guy can't catch a break.
"So, do we have a deal?"
He extended his hand to Tomoe as a gesture of goodwill.
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Tomoe Sunada
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Post by Tomoe Sunada on Nov 23, 2016 1:46:41 GMT 1
"Uhmmmmmmm"
There's a small part of someone's brain that you choose to listen to or not. The little voice in the back of one’s mind that tells them to do or not to do something. That this was right or wrong, a conscious that people can choose to listen to or not but it’s there somewhere. The voice was there now, warning Tomoe of the dangers of someone in this situation who just asked permission to shadow you in a place where the cute little bears said something something murder to escape.” If only she had been paying attention to the speech instead of booping people with her rabbit she would have a better grasp of what was going on.
Most people would listen to the voice here and say “hell no you can’t shadow me around, we’re in a place where we have to murder to escape why would I give you an open invitation to do that?” Sadly, however Tomoe doesn’t think to do that, because that might be seen as mean. Instead the white-haired girl simply shrugs at the other boy as if she couldn’t see any reason why this would be objectable. “Tomoe guesses that’s okay?”
God damn it Tomoe.
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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Nov 23, 2016 2:54:26 GMT 1
"Thank you and Allah, Madame Sunada. I am eager to learn from you."
Oppenheimer took Tomoe's hand and shook it.
"You will not regret this favor you have done for me. And I am a man of my word: we will have a puppy petting playtime power hour for you once we escape from this place. Now, I think we should get started."
The optimism that Tomoe possessed will very much help Oppenheimer achieve a better inner-self to be better prepared for the situations that follow.
"You seem to have an affinity for that bunny you carry around with you. Even a greater affinity for booping people on the nose with it. Why? Are you doing it because you find it fun or that you hope to cheer the others up? Maybe it's a mixture of both. Can you demonstrate your booping techniques on me? Maybe I can practice my booping techniques on you too to make sure I have it nailed down. I do not wish to fail miserably in the art of booping."
Oppenheimer wiped a tear from his eye and had it thrown to the floor.
"For if I do manage to completely boop incorrectly, then I shall bring shame to the Sunada name, which I won't stand for."
Oppenheimer decided that the first step to being as confident as Tomoe was to take a shared interest in her hobbies. Since Oppenheimer knew nothing about animals, and even less about the inner workings of them, he rationalized that the easiest solution would be to boop, as it is the only other hobby Tomoe seemed to be interested in.
Hopefully, this doesn't screw up too much.
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Post by Tomoe Sunada on Dec 5, 2016 1:18:21 GMT 1
This guy had a habit of asking weird questions, she was starting to notice. Why do you boop? Isn't that obvious, you boop because people needed to be booped, there was no grand mystery to it there you know. What a silly think to ask, and in response the white haired girl simply shrugs her shoulders without a care in the world.
"Tomoe boops because people need to be booped. Nothing more and nothing less."
So philosophical. At the question on her booping skills she furrowed her brow, puzzled by the nature of the question. Booping wasn't something you had to practice, that would just be silly. It was an action, something you did as naturally as breathing. That would be like asking someone to practice sleeping, or asking the bears to not be so adorable. It was simply impossible. The fact that he thought booping was something you practiced at and then asked if he could practice on her also made her a little uneasy. What if he was so bad at it he caused physical harm? Contrary to popular belief, Tomoe wasn't a complete idiot and had some sense of self-preservation, you know.
"Tomoe would, but Tomoe promised she'd hang out with Sybil." Sybil, yes. Sorry Sybil, but you were the first person she thought of to name, and now she would cling to the masked girl for a while to make the act seem real. It would be a poor day for Sybil. "But booping is easy. Tomoe has complete faith"
And with that, Tomoe turned and while she didn't quite run away, she did leave at a brisk pace, many posters clutched in her hands waiting to be hung up.
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