genessia | This is me forever

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This is me forever

Who: Kirika Yuumura, Aya Fujimiya, and Seth Rim
What: Bounty Hunt and shop visits
When: Aug 29th & 30th
Where: Attleton | Kitten in the House Flower shop in Attleton
Warnings: Assassin mission and cute visits.

A. Bounty Hunt: Closed to Aya

Ever since the newspaper was released, Kirika eyed on a particular bounty in Attleton, her new home. It wasn't quite the job she was used to back home, but it was the same concept. Bounty hunting was something new and was leaned more to capture for custody than execution. If anything, she suppose she could call the law enforcement and provide the location once captured if anything for the target. She had gathered information around town about the Hearttaker whenever she had a chance it be after school or work. If there was anything she learned from the previous jobs back home, baiting herself had always been quite effective, and young school girls made perfect targets.

After Kirika finished work, she walked around town where the sightings taken place for the murders. It was getting late, close to eleven. Eventually, she sensed a stranger followed behind her. Kirika tucked her hands in her pockets casually, as if she was unaware of this stranger. For now, she walked along the block making sure the individual followed, patiently.

B. Flower Shop: Closed to Seth

The next day, Kirika was quite tired. Things didn't go as expected last night which left her right hand bandaged. She came to work right after school. She wrapped her work apron around her and began her chores with the flowers. When her chores were done, Kirika was by the register counter either doing school work or reading a book. A couple yawns escaped from her once in a while from tiresome. Sometimes she would drag herself outside just to sweep the entrance, if anything, mostly to keep away from the group of girls who came to look for Aya. They would question Kirika at school, and that was enough for her. Honestly, she would try to find anything to keep her awake.

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Seth had a fair amount of free time. He didn't need sleep, not in the traditional sense, and his job had him patrolling Everglade at odd hours in odd locations. His schedule was always changing which he enjoyed since it kept him on his toes.

Today he had a decent chunk of the day off and he was using the time to check on the handful of people that he knew. Kirika was one of those people. He found it hard since meeting her in the dream world not to think or worry about her. His tongue flicked across his lip ring as he made his way towards the flower shop. He paused just outside, seeing Kirika cleaning up inside. A smile tugged at his lips as he pushed open the door.

Seth was dressed as he always did: black shoes, dress pants, a white button down shirt with the collar parted around his neck and a vest. His white hair was short and messy as always and at times his smile made those pale golden eyes look like they were glowing. "Hello." He spoke as he stepped inside.

"I am looking for a flower for a beautiful flower girl. She works very hard and I fear that she is under appreciated." Seth wonders if Kirika will be able to guess that he's talking about her.

Sadly, Kirika wouldn't know who Seth was talking about, unless he refereed to her by name.

Even though she was drowned from her tiredness, her senses of awareness were sharp. Kirika glanced towards the door to acknowledge the customer at least. "Good after..." her voice trailed off and fell quiet when she saw who it was. "...noon?" She questioned herself more. It was Seth, the person who assisted her when she arrived. She laid her crimson eyes to his golden eyes, something about those eyes she couldn't understand, or perhaps she was over thinking added with the lack of sleep.

As for Kirika, she wore a blue skirt with a white shirt and ruby sneakers today. It was hot and sunny, it felt appropriate.

Kirika blinked once and gave a blank stare when Seth requested a flower for someone. "Um," she began, clueless to who Seth was referring to. She set the broom to the side, for now. "Do you have a preference?"

Seth chuckles softly, his fingers idly brushing against the flowers as he stepped closer. "I want to know what you like." He was about to call her my name but decided not to. He didn't like using titles when he didn't know their meaning or root and it somehow felt more personal than before.

"The flower isn't for me but for a beautiful young woman who resides here in Genessia." Seth is hardly a decent judge into what women or men enjoy. Being immortal makes every life feel fleeting to him, be it the life of a person or the life of a flower.

"You look tired." He observes as he brushes his fingers across her forehead. "Are you not sleeping well?" Perhaps he shouldn't have left her dream…

Kirika would had agreed, names did held roots to people. Still, it was the only legit name she was left with, and she didn't want to loose it. It made no difference to her if Seth decided to call her by name or not. There were times she could tell the person directed their conversation to her, just not today.

She tilted her head back curiously, "hm?" A flower she liked? This made her look around the shop, pondered. All the flowers seemed to her liking, but if she had to choose... Kirika jester one hand to some particular flowers. Blue had been her favorite color, and the name of the flower somehow was alluring.

For a beautiful young woman, Kirika gave another 'hm?' "I see," she said, still unaware. "Hopefully the person will like them, they're Forget Me Not." She felt pretty proud of herself knowing the name as she stared at them. Ever since she worked here, Kirika had studied plants by their names.

When Seth brushed her forehead, her forehead heated up a little. Something about physical touch in a certain way made her light headed. Kirika remained still, brought her hands together by her sides. "I didn't get enough last night, I guess," Kirika admitted. It was hard for her to lie, but that didn't mean she had to explain.

Seth's expression softened. "For-get-me-not. They stand for true love in the language of flowers." He's been around a lot and knew a lot of random useless knowledge. "I think they'd be perfect." As he spoke he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket.

"You should take a break. You're looking flush." He paused for a moment to consider a few options. "Will you step outside with me? Just for a moment to get you some fresh air." Seth already knew that she was the type of person to push herself needlessly. He had to tactfully think of a way to make her rest and, of course, properly give her the flowers that he'd just bought.

He wondered what drew her to them.

At least someone knew more about the language of flowers, this girl didn't. Kirika was quite surprised when Seth expressed his knowledge about the meaning of flowers, and more surprised to find the truth behind the meaning of the For-get-me-not. Honestly, if he ever found out, it was the name of the flowers that drew them to her, nothing more. But for them to stand for something different than she thought, oh well, she still liked them anyway.

She went ahead and rang him up for the flowers. Man, she fell quiet again when he commented on how flush she was. Maybe she was overworking herself. Kirika sunk her head back a little in a shyful manner. She wasn't the type to toss out excuses so she left it as quiet again.

But when he asked her to step outside for a moment, she looked up to him curiously, tilting her head slightly to one side. Actually, it didn't sound like a bad idea. "Sure," she agreed, possibly could use a break.

If Seth lead her out to be kidnapped, Kirika wouldn't had guessed. She clamped her hands together and pressed them close to her lap as she followed him out. Once outside, the soft breeze swept over her face, it felt nice and refreshing. Still, even if it was for a break, why did Seth suggested outside?

Seth paid, took the flowers in his free hand, and then led his cute little companion outside. Once outside he exhaled and lead her a few steps away from the door so that they wouldn't be standing in the way. He then turned to her, his pale eyes assessing her face as he moved to hand her the flowers.

"Truth be told, I purchased these for you." He flashed her a devilishly charming smile. "I hope that's okay. You looked as if you needed something to brighten up your day. Now it seems that you need a nap too." He hums thoughtfully to himself.

"Why don't you call it an early day? I'd be honored to walk you home." His fingers brushed against her cheek, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He was worried about her and knowing that he hadn't been able to cure her of her nightmares bothered him. "I have a feeling you'll sleep better tonight." He would be there to make sure of it. Even if she didn't see him doing it.

Kirika briefly looked back inside the shop for a moment, made sure someone else was there. She continued to follow him until they were a couple feet away from the door. Thankfully the high school girls who showed up regularly died down as the evening grew. They only came to see the good looking shop owner.

When Seth presented the flowers to her, Kirika stared at them, bewildered. She looked up to him next. Before she could ask, he had answered. To brighten her day he said... She didn't quite understand why he did it, but she smiled thoughtfully as her hands reached out and accepted them. "Thank you." She quietly said, still smiling. "It's fine." Perhaps her first gift given to her by a stranger, they only met twice.

She held the flowers close to herself, closed her eyes, and taken the time to admire it's fragment. Her eyes fluttered open when she felt his fingers brushed against her face to her ear. Once again her face was beat red. She held her gift closer to herself, trying to contain her heart from beating rapidly.

Kirika was speechless when he continued to talk. She sighed softly to herself, taking his consideration. Still, she can't quite shake the feeling of the last comment. She pushed it to the back of her mind, for now, perhaps she did needed a good rest.

"Are you sure it's okay?" She had to ask, she felt bad when people go out of their way for her, even if it came in rare occasions.

Seth enjoyed watching the subtle way her expression changed. There was something magical in it, like a sun waiting to peek behind a darken cloud.

What he would give to see her smile. His hand dropped down to this side as he forcefully stopped his thoughts from continuing. There was only so much he could do for her and in the unfair way that life went, he couldn't ever be completely honest with her.

"I wouldn't have offered if it wasn't okay. I'm not interested in second guessing everyone of my decisions." He replied in a soft voice. A better question would be, 'what is he doing?' Seth knew that he shouldn't get close to anyone, ever, but there was something in Kirika that was to similar for him to let go.

Maybe it was a Deputy thing, Kirika thought. There was something enchanting about him which she couldn't quite understand why. She didn't want to get close to anyone outside from her own small world again, but this was only their second meeting, so it should be fine. ...Right?

She gave a nod. "I'll be right back." She said, and then walked back into the shop. A couple minutes later, Kirika walked back outside with her tote school bag hanging on one shoulder and the apron she had a while ago was gone. She held her gift with her free hand, away from her tote bag. At least the flush on her face she had earlier subdued. "I'm ready to go now, Seth."

Seth shoved his hands into his pants as he waited for her to return. His position as Deputy was mostly to pass the time. He didn't need to sleep and didn't have enough belongings to need a place to live. He had a key, which lead to a locker at the gym. It held a few changes of clothes and a handful of small things that he wanted to hold onto. Seth believed in simplicity.

When she returned, he flashed her a brief smile. "I realized that I offered to walk you home but I am not sure where you live. Are you still staying in the new housing apartments or have you found somewhere new?"

Seth stepped towards her side and offered a hand in case she wanted to pass him the tote or apron to carry.

Kirika shaken her head. "In the Attleton Attics apartments." She said. It was a second floor apartment with low roof, which she didn't mind.

Then she quickly glanced the hand he offered. She wasn't quite sure whether he wanted to hold her hand or something else. Couples held hands, or least she had seen during her people watch, or adult and child. So instead, she pointed towards the direction where the apartments were. "It's this way." She didn't mean to give him the cold shoulder.

With that said, she stepped forward to lead the way.

He's a little sad when she dismisses his hand but shrugs it off. Seth was in the habit of not taking things personally.

He turned to let her lead, shoving his hands back into the pockets of his pants. His pale gold eyes watched her curiously. "Attleton Attics. I don't think I've heard of those." Of course he worked in Everglade and didn't get over to Attleton a whole lot. "What is it like?"

Seth was strange, in that, he didn't actually live anywhere.

Strange enough, Kirika didn't seem odd when Seth asked. She was pretty proud of herself to find a place of her own, even if she was by herself. Back in her world, homes were given to her both times when she first woke up with loss memory and was welcomed to stay with her partner. As far as she knew, she didn't have a place to call 'home', not even where she's from.

She looked ahead as she lead the way, arms by her sides; one hand held the strap of her tote as the other kept her gift close to her. "Well..." She began with her crimson eyes wondered to the sky. "All the units are on the second floor. The first floor has a small gym and library." Kirika smiled softly at the thought of it, head tilted forward again. "And the ceiling of the place is pretty low." She admitted, it was as if the place wasn't designed for tall people. "There's also a taco stand nearby too." The way she described was as if her face lit with elation.

Seth chuckled softly. She was adorable.

"Is that your way of saying that you want to grab tacos on the way?" She asked, his pale golden eyes dancing with warm amusement. He liked seeing her like this. Bit by bit she was coming into her own. Her past might have been dark and confusing but there was more to her life now because she was creating it. In that sense, they were exactly the same. Though Seth had spent decades learning about himself in one way or another.

He walked easily at her side, adjusting his long legs to her pace. His hands stayed in his pockets though he walked close enough that passersby couldn't walk between them without someone moving out of the way.

Kirika turned and looked up to him, contemplated. "I was saying it's there, under the apartment." There was a moment before she continued. "And they're good." She finally admitted, turned her attention forward again. It was local, cheap, and oriental, she planned to grab one on the way. She had been to different places and adapted to their foods. The local stands were better anyway.

When he walked up beside her, her head was just at his shoulder length. She glanced from the side towards him and returned her gaze to the front. Her hand close to him held the strap of her tote tight for a while. She was glad they're walking side by side, but at the same time she couldn't shake this uneasiness. The features on her face said otherwise.

"What's it like in Everglade? The apartment and food?" She thought it look and serve different than Attleton, as if she was traveling to a different country.

Seth lifted his shoulders in a shrug. "I don't know about the apartments. I don't live there and hopefully there isn't a reason for me to go into someone else's home." He doubted that it'd be a good reason and his goal was to keep people alive.

"As for the food. It's a lot of small local places. Like sandwich places or there is a pie place that has both meat and fruit pies." And vegetable pies but those aren't as delicious so he didn't see a reason to mention it. "Are you interested in Everglade?" He looked down at her, his pale golden eyes shining curiously.

"I can take you there sometime if you'd like."

Kirika stared up from the side quietly for a moment. "What's wrong living with someone?" She asked out of curiosity, piecing together his life here. It seemed lonely from her from experiences. Even though she lives alone, she was grateful to get herself a place, her very own place.

She listened as he talked about the Everglade. It was one of many Kirika had in mind. She had read about the places around this world, which still puzzled her in some ways. She lacked imagination.

She looked up and stared curiously. She gave a nod to his question, followed with a 'mhm', agreed. If she had watched any type of horror movies back home, the movie wouldn't had phased, and possibly with less popcorn.

She nodded again to the invitation.

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Set chuckled softly. "Nothing. I'd prefer it but I don't know a soul who would want to live with me." His gaze was kind but his expression sad. Seth was many things and one of them would always be lonely. It will be his destiny to be alone and over the years he'd come to accept that, never pushing for more than he was allowed.

"Let me know when. I'll be happy to be your guide." It was an easy thing to promise since he was in Everglade for work and most of his work involved pacing around the city. It was lucky for his boss that he didn't need sleep, of course no one knew that.

"Are you hungry?" He asked since they hadn't actually figured out if they were getting tacos or not.

Kirika stared back at him with a similar expression, sadden about him. She knew it well by heart. Even when she was attended school both here and home, she was always alone. Then when her partner came into her life, it was a bliss. Perhaps, he hadn't found that person yet.

"Okay." She said almost shy, with a nod. Even in this world, she felt like a burden. She would ask and like to know more if she could. There was limit she could do and explore back home. Slowly, Genessia was taking the fear away from her, little by little. She was curious like a cat.

Who could say no to tacos? Usually she'd cook, but not tonight. She gave another nod. Not long after, there was the taco stand next to the complex where she lived. It was hard to pass up the smell of fresh beef and tortillas.

For Seth it was more complicated than finding someone to be there for him. There were many people in the world but in then end they would die and he would be alone again. For Seth it was merely a blimp in time.

"Sounds good." Seth didn't need to eat but the idea of tacos sounded amazing and when they got to the stand he was a little excited to have tacos.

"What do you want? It's on me."

Seth wasn't the only one who was a little excited. Kirika tucked her flowers away in her tote, enough for them to hang out from the side of her bag, gently.

If the people at the stand talked Spanish, Kirika would respond back in Spanish as well. She knew a couple languages which surprised her time to time.

Her smile beamed when he agreed for food. "Um, beef, lettuces, and cheese is fine." She wasn't picky, and enjoyed the simplest things. "Two, if that's okay." She knew if she tried to refuse his offer, he'd dismiss it, so she went along. She made a mental note to owe him at least for later, whenever they cross paths again.

Seth knew a few languages as well, a lot of them were dead languages, but some common tongues, Spanish, French, English, stayed at the forefront of his thoughts. He waited for Kirika to speak her order to the vendor before ordering the same.

He wasn't very picky either however; he was interested in the things that Kirika liked.

Once he paid, he turned back to her with his usual smile. "They said it'd take a moment." He gently pressed his palm against her lower back, guiding her a few steps to the side. It didn't take long before Seth was turning back to the counter to grab a bag of tacos.

"Do you want to eat these here or at your home?" They were close to her apartment but they could always find a nice bench to sit and eat if she didn't want him going inside of her home.

Kirika stepped to the side with him once the order was placed. She did noticed he ordered the same as her, something Kirika would note commonly to herself. It didn't bother her, just one of those simple things she would remember.

"Hm?" She spoke when Seth asked her a question. Kirika wouldn't object her place, but she wasn't used to inviting guests. Now if it was anything like the moonlight tea party, the assassin invited herself in that time. It was an interesting evening.

"Um, either is fine." Once again, she didn't seem to mind as well. "I have drinks and tea at home." For some reason English tea and tacos didn't seem odd at all to her.

"Then we can return to your home."

Seth chuckled softly. It was an odd combination but not a bad one. With the bag in hand he gestured for Kirika to lead the way to her place. He knew the building but he didn't know which apartment was hers and he wasn't in the habit of making those sorts of guesses.

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