hontobakabaka: (Ruri flustered)
[While Ruri went to school today she kept a low profile during it.  Maybe you saw her moving through the hallways with a very tired/blank expression on her face, maybe you didn't.  Something does seem to be bothering her a bit though.]

Action:  Schoolyard

[There are several holographic panels floating around Ruri, each one shows a different person that she knows who is droned, has been droned lately, either temporary or permanently that she has interacted with in the past month or so.  She's quietly singing something under her breath and looking at them with her usual neutral expression but the song, www.youtube.com/watch?v=It1UpXDCOts, is a bit defeated in tone]

There has to be some commonality that causes this to be reversible, so its just finding the pattern in some that isn't in others.
hontobakabaka: (Ruri Funeral)
[Ruri is still rather beat up after her brush with the fender and still feeling a bit odd from the healing magic.  She just looks pale and is moving slowly, but she still isn't doing a lot of it other than a few simple chores]

Action - Cosplay Cafe

[Still, she is working, see that girl in the maid outfit selling tea?  She'll gladly take your order and probably chat a bit, but she looks rather tired]

Action - 2242 Stevens Road

[Coming home from work she spots a box on the front lawn with her name on it.  She'll take it to the porch, set it down and open it.  These have all had computer components in them in the past, but, this one has something in it that causes her to quietly close the box and start crying.]

Phone - Drone Filters

"It seems several of you are new and awakening here.  I'd like to welcome you to Mayfield, but I can't.  Its a terrible place.  One part prison, one part psychological experiment.  If you need help...  I'm Ruri, feel free to ask.  I honestly could use some sort of distraction right now and while the best explanation of what is going on is held by Mr. Rose at the library, I can fill in some gaps."

Action - The streets of Mayfield

[If you're from Japan, you know the cheery tune of the street vendor's ramen flute.  Playing a delightful little tune to announce fresh ramen.  Well, that instrument is playing the tune, but its got the tempo of a funeral dirge as a little girl in what looks to be a Ramen cart attendant uniform with a frilly apron walks by playing it.  A very blank expression on her face.]
hontobakabaka: (Ruri Casual)
[phone] Open

"The town is doing something, making people tell the truth about everything.  If you feel the need to tell it to everyone, call me and I can set up a hologram of someone who can nod, but has no hearing capacity.  That way you can tell it anything you want and suffer no real risks.  I'm somewhat compromised myself, but luckily all my secrets are stupid so its mostly harmless...  Still I've had the oddest thoughts about neurotoxin chemical compounds."

[action] around town

[If Ruri knows you, and you've either spewed insanity on the phone or gone completely quiet, she'll be knocking at your door with her usual deadpan look]

[phone]  filtered to Flonne

"A stupid question but...  You seem to be an expert.  Would you be willing to tell someone what exactly love is?"

[phone] filtered to Rin, Millie, Nadeko, Rider (Girl type), Yomiko, GLaDOS and Saber

"Scott is acting a little weird, I think whatever is in the air is hitting him doubly hard, would it be okay if I stayed with one of you for a few days, either till this blows over or the droning issue happens?  Its not that I'm really worried about safety, but he locked himself in the only bathroom."
hontobakabaka: (Ruri Class)
Ruri has looked somewhat distracted and apprehensive all day, given all the warnings about horrible holiday things she has decided it was prudent to stay on the defensive.  You may find her doing the following.

A)  Seemingly distracted, scribbling occasionally in her notebook, then crumpling up the paper and tossing it out.

B)  Delivering a large box to the science club.  She decoyed herself to save her notdad from the Drone Mom and isn't the type to let a chocolate cake go to waste.  She'll resume her distracted scribblings.

C)  At the lake, staring at the ice, having long given up her scribblings and feeling slightly silly at all the paranoia.

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