songerein | [07] move along, move along just to make it through

Who: Susato and anyone
Which: Open catch-all log for September + network option
Where: The Wild Harvest garden, but open to other locations.
What: Yujin Mikotoba has left Songerein.
Warnings: Will add if needed.

🌸 A. an apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Sender: Susato Mikotoba
To: Everyone
Subject: Reverein's clinic

[ It's short, and to the point. Susato doesn't use the journal often to broadcast like this, but now that she is, she feels it prudent to be as direct as possible. ]

To whom it may concern: For the past couple weeks, the Reverein communal clinic has been without a proper doctor to run it. If you are in need of aid, please be patient, as the volunteers are doing the very best they can. If you have medical experience and would like to help, please let me know. Thank you. Regards, Susato Mikotoba

🌸 B. move along, move along, like i know you do.

[ Within the garden of the Wild Harvest, among the faint hissing of snakes and the lull of the waterfalls, Susato closes her journal and tucks away her pen. She takes a deep breath as she moves to stand from her favorite bench, and she walks with purpose into an area littered with stars that look like stepping stones upon the ground.

For a moment, she stops and simply stares. There it is. A blank star, waiting for a name. Perhaps it appeared some time ago. Perhaps she simply ignored it, but after digesting recent events, she has no time to wallow in the remaining stages of grief. He's not even dead, but she wonders if that doesn't make things worse.

Either way, she doesn't even need a pen. She slowly bends down, spending another moment feeling the rough surface of the starfish with her hand before she commits with her pointer finger.

The strokes appear in a glow, and the end result looks engraved. ]

御琴羽悠仁

🌸 C. wild card.

[ If neither of these fit! ]

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[ Can't believe Susato has become an honorary ~~tree~~ sylvari. She sees no need to reach after his hand once it's withdrawn, but the feeling of his touch does linger on her skin. Rough, yet somehow delicate. She rests her hand there between them, where Trahearne's once was. ]

I will also do my best to be someone you can rely on in the future.

[ And of course, she will hope the same for him. That he has the support he so deserves. ]

Even if your dear siblings aren't here with you, I find that there are others who may fill the gap quite nicely indeed.

[ Perhaps it is the same in the case of her father. While none could ever replace him... she can't help but think of Soldier 76. ]

[ He only nods slightly in response to Susato's reassurance. This whole ordeal--the aftermath, in fact--has been almost disorienting in how insistent the others have been in offering their support to him. It's unusual, something he never really experienced at home. He did have the support of many people, yes, but that was all obligatory, simply because he sat at the top. But nothing like this. This has been so...personal.

He still appreciates it, though. And as he's said to so many others so far, he'll do his best to accept it.

But to her second point, he doesn't respond right away. Being Firstborn Trahearne is an experience wholly impossible to replicate due to the way sylvari are, but maybe that's a good thing. That's a burden he can set aside for now, at least until the day another one appears.

That doesn't stop him from fussing over some as though they are sylvari, though. ]

...You know, there are a few I have come to treat as my own siblings. [ Flashes of a few faces pass through his mind. He chuckles a bit. ] Sometimes I forget Ori is not actually a secondborn sylvari.

[ She seems to be the right age to be secondborn, too. It's weird. ]

I hope you don't mind if I treat you as the same.

[ Because he's starting to think of her--and Beat, by extension--as younger siblings. ]

[ For a moment, Susato just stares at him, wondering what her words may have called to mind. She is far from suggesting that his siblings are replaceable, but he doesn't seem to be taking it that way. Perhaps it is not so surprising when he speaks. By now she has seen how him and Ori get on quite well together.

She doesn't know if she really fits, but he is essentially telling him that she does. For once, she should just believe that. ]

If you truly see me that way... then it is an honour. Of course I couldn't possibly mind.

Things are different here than at home, as I'm sure it has been for you. But it seems we have found our place.

[ Considering every single sylvari to exist is his younger sibling...they kind of are replaceable. There are so many whose names he doesn't know, people he doesn't know even exist. In another life, Susato could very well be among those he didn't know personally, and it would be the same.

As she mentions home, he nods. His eyes drift out over the garden, taking in the sounds and the smells. ]

I think we have. We all bring parts of our selves and our homes with us when we awaken here, and we use our pasts to carve out new places for ourselves. And some people happen to slot in beside us.

[ Some people he's formed close bonds with. Some have become passing acquaintances, and some people he's met later have settled in as though they've belonged there forever.

He looks back to Susato. ]

We're lucky.

[ As Trahearne's gaze wanders outward, she wonders if he realizes that what he sees is a part of that: the place she has carved for herself. Trahearne looks quite at home there himself, too.

She has to laugh at that word "lucky." He is not wrong, but she can't help but feel they have earned their place, too. ]

I agree.

[ A comfortable silence falls between then. Should he stare at any spot in the greenery long enough, Trahearne may finally catch sight of one of the many snakes living in the garden; though even if he doesn't, he'll certainly hear them.

By now, Susato is used to it, so there's no reaction from her at all when she speaks up again. ]

If you'd like to stay for a little longer, I can bring you something to eat. Although... I suppose I don't know your tastes. [ She hasn't seen him anything but fireworks cookies... which may or may not have given him the best impression of this place. ]

[ Trahearne is never the type content to sit in silence. While he may seem comfortable, serenely staring out over the greenery, his thoughts are racing. He thinks of his home, of his mother, of the land in which he spent most of his life. Are these things he's brought with him, left in places of which he was none the wiser? Could someone stumble upon his signs of life and think, A sylvari has been here?

Questions about himself and nonexistent Tyrians vanish from his mind when Susato asks him a question, and he brightens. ]

That's very generous of you, Susato. I would like that. [ He hasn't really eaten a substantial meal in...a while. It's hard to get a hold of one when bed-bound.

A sheepish look immediately crosses his face, like he's afraid of asking for too much, or imposing. ] You wouldn't have any of that spicy curry left over, would you? That was quite good.

[ He's a monster with ruined tastebuds. ]

[ Oh, well, they'll certainly have to fix that. Having a task in mind seems to help her spirits immensely, although... Leftovers? Perish the thought.

She'll watch him for a moment longer, wondering what feelings and thoughts the garden may have called to his mind. She hopes they're pleasant ones, though she is perceptive enough to sense some restlessness. ]

Nonsense, I still have enough ingredients to make you a fresh plate. Did you wind up participating in our challenge last month? [ Just how ruined are his tastebuds... ]

[ A fresh plate! He's so lucky. The sheepishness in his expression vanishes as she offers, and he beams again. ]

I came by to have a taste, so I suppose I did. It's not often food advertised as spicy actually has a kick to it, so it was a pleasant surprise. I'm delighted to hear you have more.

[ The answer is extremely ruined. ]

[ She will make a note to visit the farmlands (and Asura) again in the future should they ever need more stock, just for Trahearne. Until then, she stands, giving him a bow as she mentally prepares to get back to work. ]

One Devil's curry, coming up straight away.

[ It'll be the first order she works on when she slips back into the kitchen. Probably the first time in recent memory that the order hasn't resulted in a literal fire, or copious amounts of cold lotus milk.

Whatever he ends up needing, Trahearne is certainly welcome to stay as long as he likes. ]

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