[ Of course Krampus is real. She shouldn't be surprised by this fact anymore, considering the large amount of make-believe beings and urban legends that walk among the general population where she's from. Allegedly. The jury's still out on whether somebody's just pulling her chain.
She's "fine" with Krampus existing--but she's not fine about him breaking and entering her space or those of the people around her. Hibiki isn't confident in her ability to take on this horned asshole, but if the situation calls for it... ]
A. HIBIKI'S DOOR [ To say she's tense is an understatement. There isn't anything she has to hide behind her Door save for her tethers, but only one other person has been in here, and Hibiki would have liked to keep it that way. Jaw set, she doesn't look at the person she's recruited to help check on things, and instead stands with her hand on the door knob.
To people that she knows; ]
Okay, so. No going into any of the other doors unless I'm with you. most of them don't work anyway. [ A beat, as she evaluates the situation. ]
And don't mind Ritsuki. I'm not sure how he'll be with other people, he might just run off. But if you hear thumping, don't worry about it; he's just being over-protective.
[ And for those she does not know; ]
Stay with me at all times. You don't go into any other rooms, and you don't go into the courtyard. I'm going to keep this brief, so try to keep up with me.
[ Taking a deep breath to steel herself, the small blonde pulls open the door and steps inside. Greeted by a small foyer, the mellow smell of old wood hanging in the air, her door seems to lead to an inn of some sort. Silently, Hibiki lets whoever is with her pass before stepping to one side, lifting her leg and reaching for her foot. ]
You can put your shoes in one of the cubbies there, there should be a pair of slippers you can use.
B. SOMEONE ELSE'S DOOR.
[ Maybe she hasn't been hit by the horned criminal just yet or she's already looked through her things. Regardless, Hibiki wanders the Shadowlands nearby on high alert. It's hard to say whether she's searching for or preparing for something to happen, but as soon as she feels another presence there, the blonde's attention snaps to them.
Familiar or not, she isn't going to just stand there in her own little contemplative world, especially if that person looks particularly distressed. No, instead she will put on a faint smile, giving them a quick nod before looking out toward the rows of Doors. ]
I haven't seen him come through here yet, but that doesn't mean he isn't out there. How close is your Door? [ A beat. ] I assume that's why you're out here, right?
[ Hibiki offers a hand without a mote of hesitation. ]
I can get us there quick if you need it.
o2. BUT THE FIRE IS SO DELIGHTFUL.
[ She is officially over this cold. Something about being incredibly tiny must make her more susceptible to it, because she's always struggled to keep warm. But this is on a whole other level, and it's all that she can do to try and keep busy, keep moving in order to keep herself from becoming a tiny icicle.
Her new flat has acquired one space heater-like device that certainly helps, especially since the attic she's renting has little to no insulation to speak of. But she can't just spend the whole winter huddled around it, with every blanket stacked on top of her like a giant, walking pillow fort. If only.
So instead, what you get is Hibiki layered up in an effort to keep warm. Two sweaters, a coat, two layers of pants, a hat an admittedly thin scarf wrapped around her, the small blonde walks the streets with her hands perpetually cupped near her cloth-covered mouth. She really, really should have looked into winter wear sooner, she's having a hard time finding anything. Not even a thin pair of mittens...
Which brings her to Esmeralda. Having a portable handwarmer sounds amazing right about now, and while it won't help her in the long run, right now she can only think about the short term. She may or may not be losing feeling in her fingers.
So, with a crystal in her hands, she cups that while still breathing warm air onto them. Who to ask... ]
o3. BUT SINCE WE'VE NO PLACE TO GO.
[ Ah yes, mistletoe. She officially hates this stuff. After getting cursed once or twice for not abiding by the rules (in what world does kissing someone's hand not count, it's super romantic!), she isn't going to let that happen again. Especially as her Shadow drones on in her head, building on that natural sense of guilt the blonde feels whenever something goes wrong because of her.
Would she really let someone else suffer because she doesn't want to follow the rules? It's just a kiss--nothing more.
To say she's being hyper-vigilant is an understatement; and as she sees someone cross her path as the snickering of a nearby sprite rings overhead, the small woman will grab at the person's coat (or shirt, or whatever non-winter approved attire) with a look of indignation on her face. ]
Stop. Don't take another step.
[ She doesn't mean to sound threatening, but this really is a potentially dire situation. ]
o4. LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW.
[ After dealing with way too much mistletoe for her liking, Hibiki spends most of the rest of this month in the wilderness. She finally has some proper camping gear, that means that she can be out for extended periods. Whether its taking on odd jobs for others to pull in some coin or seeking out Spectres, this girl is keeping busy.
For the most part, she can be found near the Shadowlands, close to the coast. It seems like a random place, but judging from the way that the blonde walks around and takes notes in a small journal, there may be some significance to the area.
Whether someone accompanies her or happens to find the young woman camped out next to a fire, her mittened hands held out as she tries to soak in as much heat as possible, she will beckon them to come over. ]
Here, sit next to me. It's really warm over here.
[ It's cold as hell out here, how can you say no? ]
oX. INSERT HOLIDAY SONG LYRICS HERE.
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Hibiki Fujiwara | Original
[ Of course Krampus is real. She shouldn't be surprised by this fact anymore, considering the large amount of make-believe beings and urban legends that walk among the general population where she's from. Allegedly. The jury's still out on whether somebody's just pulling her chain.
She's "fine" with Krampus existing--but she's not fine about him breaking and entering her space or those of the people around her. Hibiki isn't confident in her ability to take on this horned asshole, but if the situation calls for it... ]
A. HIBIKI'S DOOR
[ To say she's tense is an understatement. There isn't anything she has to hide behind her Door save for her tethers, but only one other person has been in here, and Hibiki would have liked to keep it that way. Jaw set, she doesn't look at the person she's recruited to help check on things, and instead stands with her hand on the door knob.
To people that she knows; ]
Okay, so. No going into any of the other doors unless I'm with you. most of them don't work anyway. [ A beat, as she evaluates the situation. ]
And don't mind Ritsuki. I'm not sure how he'll be with other people, he might just run off. But if you hear thumping, don't worry about it; he's just being over-protective.
[ And for those she does not know; ]
Stay with me at all times. You don't go into any other rooms, and you don't go into the courtyard. I'm going to keep this brief, so try to keep up with me.
[ Taking a deep breath to steel herself, the small blonde pulls open the door and steps inside. Greeted by a small foyer, the mellow smell of old wood hanging in the air, her door seems to lead to an inn of some sort. Silently, Hibiki lets whoever is with her pass before stepping to one side, lifting her leg and reaching for her foot. ]
You can put your shoes in one of the cubbies there, there should be a pair of slippers you can use.
B. SOMEONE ELSE'S DOOR.
[ Maybe she hasn't been hit by the horned criminal just yet or she's already looked through her things. Regardless, Hibiki wanders the Shadowlands nearby on high alert. It's hard to say whether she's searching for or preparing for something to happen, but as soon as she feels another presence there, the blonde's attention snaps to them.
Familiar or not, she isn't going to just stand there in her own little contemplative world, especially if that person looks particularly distressed. No, instead she will put on a faint smile, giving them a quick nod before looking out toward the rows of Doors. ]
I haven't seen him come through here yet, but that doesn't mean he isn't out there. How close is your Door? [ A beat. ] I assume that's why you're out here, right?
[ Hibiki offers a hand without a mote of hesitation. ]
I can get us there quick if you need it.
o2. BUT THE FIRE IS SO DELIGHTFUL.
[ She is officially over this cold. Something about being incredibly tiny must make her more susceptible to it, because she's always struggled to keep warm. But this is on a whole other level, and it's all that she can do to try and keep busy, keep moving in order to keep herself from becoming a tiny icicle.
Her new flat has acquired one space heater-like device that certainly helps, especially since the attic she's renting has little to no insulation to speak of. But she can't just spend the whole winter huddled around it, with every blanket stacked on top of her like a giant, walking pillow fort. If only.
So instead, what you get is Hibiki layered up in an effort to keep warm. Two sweaters, a coat, two layers of pants, a hat an admittedly thin scarf wrapped around her, the small blonde walks the streets with her hands perpetually cupped near her cloth-covered mouth. She really, really should have looked into winter wear sooner, she's having a hard time finding anything. Not even a thin pair of mittens...
Which brings her to Esmeralda. Having a portable handwarmer sounds amazing right about now, and while it won't help her in the long run, right now she can only think about the short term. She may or may not be losing feeling in her fingers.
So, with a crystal in her hands, she cups that while still breathing warm air onto them. Who to ask... ]
o3. BUT SINCE WE'VE NO PLACE TO GO.
[ Ah yes, mistletoe. She officially hates this stuff. After getting cursed once or twice for not abiding by the rules (in what world does kissing someone's hand not count, it's super romantic!), she isn't going to let that happen again. Especially as her Shadow drones on in her head, building on that natural sense of guilt the blonde feels whenever something goes wrong because of her.
Would she really let someone else suffer because she doesn't want to follow the rules? It's just a kiss--nothing more.
To say she's being hyper-vigilant is an understatement; and as she sees someone cross her path as the snickering of a nearby sprite rings overhead, the small woman will grab at the person's coat (or shirt, or whatever non-winter approved attire) with a look of indignation on her face. ]
Stop. Don't take another step.
[ She doesn't mean to sound threatening, but this really is a potentially dire situation. ]
o4. LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW.
[ After dealing with way too much mistletoe for her liking, Hibiki spends most of the rest of this month in the wilderness. She finally has some proper camping gear, that means that she can be out for extended periods. Whether its taking on odd jobs for others to pull in some coin or seeking out Spectres, this girl is keeping busy.
For the most part, she can be found near the Shadowlands, close to the coast. It seems like a random place, but judging from the way that the blonde walks around and takes notes in a small journal, there may be some significance to the area.
Whether someone accompanies her or happens to find the young woman camped out next to a fire, her mittened hands held out as she tries to soak in as much heat as possible, she will beckon them to come over. ]
Here, sit next to me. It's really warm over here.
[ It's cold as hell out here, how can you say no? ]
oX. INSERT HOLIDAY SONG LYRICS HERE.
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