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dramadramaduck2013-01-18 05:41 pm
lifeisbrief) wrote in dramadramaduck2013-01-18 05:41 pm
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[accidental video]
[The scene is a garden surrounding a traditional Japanese home, the trees winter-bare and the shrubbery dull. There's a murmur of raised voices before a door is slammed wide and Takiko rushes out, clutching something to her chest as she runs over the porch and onto the path of stepping stones in the garden. She's followed by a middle-aged man, dressed as she is for the Taisho era, and yelling after her.]
Takiko! Wait! Stop! Takiko!
[Takiko turns sharply to face the man, a look of fury on her face.]
What are you doing? Give the book back! [He holds out a hand, demanding.
But Takiko's reply comes with pent-up force, bursting wide through teeth that had been clenched a moment before.] NO!
[The man's hand drops, but his voice takes on an exasperated, lecturing tone, with what might be an edge of fear.] Don't act like a child. That's not just any book-
[Takiko is having none of it.] "Not just any book"? What book is more important than our family? You don't care about me...or mother...you never listened to what I had to say! [Takiko almost looks to be in pain, though whether from anger or grief is hard to say.] I know that you always wanted a boy...that you had no need for a daughter!
[There's a crescendo in her voice, soon it will be a scream.] Go ahead! Come out and tell me that you don't want me!
[Her father's gaze moves to the floor of the porch beneath him. He says nothing.
Takiko hunches her shoulders and closes her eyes, closes everything but her mouth, throwing herself into her voice.] Why won't you say anything? Say something!
[Her father still directs his troubled gaze at the floor, but he breaks the shock of the silence.] Perhaps... If- if you had been a son...then I could have... [He seems to collect himself, to return to the stern father figure, but Takiko is stunned. For all that she might have expected this, it's clearly not something she wanted to hear.] Takiko. [His voice is firm, and he holds out his hand once more.] We'll talk later. First, give the book back!
[But Takiko's shock is morphing back into anger. She opens the book before her and begins to tear]
Takiko- stop it! [He steps down off the porch, but suddenly the book rises up out of Takiko's hands and begins to glow with a silver light. There's enough time for the video to register the surprise and confusion on her face before-
she fades into the light.
There's a flash, even brighter, and the book drops the ground, the light extinguished. One of the wide pink ribbons Takiko wore in her hair floats down on top of it.
Takiko's father is still blinking in the wake of the light when the video cuts out.]
(( OOC: Regular text is Takiko, blue is her father, Einosuke. Replies will be coming ic-ly about four hours after the post. ))
Takiko! Wait! Stop! Takiko!
[Takiko turns sharply to face the man, a look of fury on her face.]
What are you doing? Give the book back! [He holds out a hand, demanding.
But Takiko's reply comes with pent-up force, bursting wide through teeth that had been clenched a moment before.] NO!
[The man's hand drops, but his voice takes on an exasperated, lecturing tone, with what might be an edge of fear.] Don't act like a child. That's not just any book-
[Takiko is having none of it.] "Not just any book"? What book is more important than our family? You don't care about me...or mother...you never listened to what I had to say! [Takiko almost looks to be in pain, though whether from anger or grief is hard to say.] I know that you always wanted a boy...that you had no need for a daughter!
[There's a crescendo in her voice, soon it will be a scream.] Go ahead! Come out and tell me that you don't want me!
[Her father's gaze moves to the floor of the porch beneath him. He says nothing.
Takiko hunches her shoulders and closes her eyes, closes everything but her mouth, throwing herself into her voice.] Why won't you say anything? Say something!
[Her father still directs his troubled gaze at the floor, but he breaks the shock of the silence.] Perhaps... If- if you had been a son...then I could have... [He seems to collect himself, to return to the stern father figure, but Takiko is stunned. For all that she might have expected this, it's clearly not something she wanted to hear.] Takiko. [His voice is firm, and he holds out his hand once more.] We'll talk later. First, give the book back!
[But Takiko's shock is morphing back into anger. She opens the book before her and begins to tear]
Takiko- stop it! [He steps down off the porch, but suddenly the book rises up out of Takiko's hands and begins to glow with a silver light. There's enough time for the video to register the surprise and confusion on her face before-
she fades into the light.
There's a flash, even brighter, and the book drops the ground, the light extinguished. One of the wide pink ribbons Takiko wore in her hair floats down on top of it.
Takiko's father is still blinking in the wake of the light when the video cuts out.]
(( OOC: Regular text is Takiko, blue is her father, Einosuke. Replies will be coming ic-ly about four hours after the post. ))
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I should probably rest soon, though.
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