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Post by karin on Mar 12, 2020 3:56:27 GMT
"Takamiya-san, please walk slowly from that bridge down here please!"
Yoyogi Park, morning around 8 AM. It's a bit chilly, but manageable. While it's not spring yet, sakuras has bloomed, and the petals fluttered in the wind, creating a scenic petal blizzard. The water even covered with the pink petals. With the ground still covered white with snow, it creates a breathtaking contrast of white and pink.
On a wooden bridge overlooking a small canal, a lone young lady walked. Her dress looked like a formal gown worn to various formal occasion. It's the type that is low cut on the back, while most of the fabric are supported by the neck and shoulder. Several pink roses decorated the chest part, around the left collarbone. The dress came with deattached sleeves, with nothing covering the hand. It puffs slightly around the top part, creating image of a blooming flower.
The lady herself wears a pink rose hair accessory, and her hair braided in image that accentuates both elegant and yet cute look. A perfect lady in bloom. She looked forward, almost expressionless, almost solemn. Her formal sandals touched the snow coated ground, slowly, frame by frame.
"Yes, just like that, please turn around here, like we discussed!"
And she turned, her hair fluttered as breeze greeted her. She brought her hand up, to clear some strands away from her face, but looks like that natural element is what the cameraman wanted.
"Perfect! Thank you very much. For the meantime you can take a break."
"Thank you very much," Karin bowed and slowly walked to a chair offered by the crew..
How long has it been? Somehow one day she just like that noticed by someone who knows her in her days as an actress, model and singer. She told them that she got partial amnesia, so she doesn't remember those days... but someone was insistent on wanting her to model. She had no idea what caused her to accept, but here she is... modelling.
Apparently, for this one, they want her to model line of formal dresses that can be used in various formal occassions. Marriage, night party, you name it. They wanted to use her exotic half Japanese and half American look, apparently, to promote their line.
"But I had no idea you were interning, Kei," Karin smiled at her old friend.
Honma Keigo smiled back at her. The androgynous youth chuckled. "I didn't expect for you to wear my clothes too! Well, I'm used in designing casual wear, but I think I want to spread my wings a bit, and try something more... formal you see."
"That explains it. Well, Can I take these off yet? These felt really expensive... I'm afraid I'll ruin it."
"Sorry, but you have to hold on for a while. I think there will be more shots..."
"Aaah dammit..." Karin cursed under her breath.
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Post by ricochet2-Ryuji&Calumon on Mar 12, 2020 6:08:53 GMT
Ryuji walked through Yoyogi Park though he had no idea what brought him to do so. What started as leaving his apartment with Yoshihiro, the little Calumon eager to see the Human World, had led him to wander the park itself. Yoshihiro was inside his backpack, mostly so he wouldn't attract unnecessary attention, was taking in the sights. If one looked real closely one could see a pair of excited green eyes and maybe one of his ears that occasionally dangled out of the opening in his backpack.
The two of them were taking in the sight of the sakura blossoms some of the petals occasional sticking to the baggy red hoodie that Ryuji wore. Things seemed quiet until Yoshihiro said "Ryuji, I hear voices ahead."
Ryuji nodded, which Yoshihiro saw, and walked carefully toward the voices. Soon he came upon the sight of a girl in a beautiful dress and was only able to utter one word as his mouth dropped open."Wow!"
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Desdemona
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OOC Name: SeaSalt
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Post by Desdemona on Mar 14, 2020 15:14:37 GMT
A soft pink on pristine white. The pair of colors complimented each other perfectly, like the lovely lips of a porcelain doll. There was a lot of beauty in the human world despite its limited potential. The digital world was full of infinite possibilities thanks to being made up of coding and information, but in this realm natural beauty was unrivaled. Desdemona silently digested these thoughts as she stared at the sakura petal perched on a small blanket of snow in her black gloved hand.
Natural beauty.
Strange how captivating that was. With a tilt of her hand the disguised digimon dumped the snow and petal to the ground as her gaze went back to the girl on the bridge. There was a lot of fuss in the park today thanks to her, and Des could understand why. She looked rather elegant in that dress of hers, and the accessory in her hair matched well with the rest of her outfit. In comparison, Des had her holosuit on and looked quite ordinary in her zipped up black jacket and blue jeans. She did keep the pair of cat bells on the end of her braided ponytail, though.
This unassuming facade had made it relatively easy for her to blend into the entourage of people that made this photo op possible. In particular, all she really had to do was stand next to a folding table with food and warm beverages to look the part of a volunteer helper. She put on friendly smiles for people and helped pour hot cocoa and coffee from thermoses, but it got her close enough to be able to observe things to her heart’s content. Once the model, named Karin Takamiya as Des had overheard, sat in a chair to take a break the digimon decided to have some fun.
She poured a cup of hot chocolate to bring along before weaving through the crowd towards Karin. Des approached the girl from the side, but the soft jingling of her bells probably betrayed her presence before that. As she had been walking over she noticed a boy by his lonesome not too far away watching the photo op curiously. ‘No,’ thought the digimon with a quiet chuckle to herself. ‘..it’s not ‘what’ has his attention, but ‘who’, isn’t it?’ Again, she could hardly blame someone for that. Although, perhaps there was another explanation? The longer Des stared at the stranger, the more she felt a familiar presence. Not someone she knew, but someone like her all the same. Something white kept poking out of the boy's backpack, but she couldn't discern much more from her angle.
“Good morning, Takamiya-san!” greeted Des as she smiled warmly at Karin after the distance closed. “It’s a little cold this morning so I hope you’re not uncomfortable? I brought you some hot cocoa to help you stay warm!” She offered the model the cup of hot chocolate, carefully holding it out to her with both hands. From her angle Karin might notice the red pentagram designs on the back of Des’ gloves, but the digimon made no effort to hide them.
“You’re doing a good job out there! I think you might have made another fan today, too.” As her voice trailed off Des gently nodded her head in the direction of the spectating boy, her golden eyes turning to look at him as well soon after. She smiled smiled at the boy before nodding a greeting to him.
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Post by karin on Mar 15, 2020 4:42:20 GMT
When it's just a small modelling gig like this, no one would really care about whether one of their volunteer is actually a volunteer or a stranger... looks like nobody minded the holosuited Digimon, thinking she's just one of them, probably part of the crew the photographer brought with him. Karin however, felt something was... a bit strange, like something tugging her internal alarm--albeit not the danger kind-- that someone here isn't what they seemed.
...this person in front of her... Have she seen her before? Hmmm, nah, might be just a coincidence. She took the cup from the person's hand, smiling professionally. "Thank you very much..." admittedly, it's still too hot for person with catlike tongue like her, so she held it instead. The warmth of the cup definitely felt good... Why... she immediately picked a marshmallow that happened to be there and put it into the cup.
Pentagram? All the more... interesting.She doesn't remember if there's anyone doing onmyouji related thing at these days and age, but then again some other religion used pentagrams too...
As much as she wanted to ask Freya... She's in her D-Nexus, resting inside. She can't suddenly appear out of nowhere just to check whether this lady is a Digimon or not. So... she guess she'll just treat her like a normal human for the meantime? Now that her drink is sufficiently warm enough to be drunk, she sipped the hot cocoa... when the lady suddenly pointed out something.
Another fan? She thought most of these people are for the other models, forgetting that she herself is probably catching some eyes here and there. "Hmmm, so it seems... sorry, how to say... I'm not.... really good at dealing with fans directly," she admitted. Hmmm? What's that? There's something hanging out? Should she tell him or should she just not care because it's rude to point out?
"Your gig is more to rock music after all," Keigo commented, chuckling.
"Yeah, rock musics are generally easier for me... I don't have to address fans directly. Anyway, I don't quite catch your name, Miss...?"
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Post by ricochet2-Ryuji&Calumon on Mar 15, 2020 5:00:14 GMT
Apparently the little digimon in Ryuji's bag had become a bit restless as his head poked out of the bag to get a better look at the stranger that appeared. "Ryuji, something about that other stranger seems strange but I might need to get closer to be sure."
"Yoshihiro! What are you doing? Remember when I said to keep a low profile?" Ryuji said as he tried to push his partner back into his backpack before everyone in the park saw him. The last thing he needed was questions that the small digimon would raise no matter how small he was.
"What if the second girl is dangerous? I'm just trying to keep you safe, Ryuji."
"Please stay in the bag until we know for sure."
Grumbling, Yoshihiro slid back into the bag and Ryuji hoped the little Calumon hadn't raised too much attention. Yup, he definitely wasn't staring at the model like a dope anymore.
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Desdemona
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OOC Name: SeaSalt
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Post by Desdemona on Mar 16, 2020 12:36:46 GMT
She nodded politely after Karin took the cup from her. She had to admit, she had expected the model to be more extroverted than what she was showing right now. With all that time in front of cameras and people it puzzled the tsukaimon why the girl might be sheepish. Even after being told about her potential fan, Karin’s response was somewhat muted and almost somber. She even apologized when admitting to having problems with confronting fans face to face, a confession that made Desdemona look to the human with raised brows.
“Is that so?” asked Des rhetorically as she blinked at the girl. She then looked towards the boy Karin had been talking to before she had walked over, and tilted her head slightly at what he had to say. Rock music? She couldn’t believe that. Des’ expression turned even more surprised when Karin agreed with him. It was hard to imagine such a polite and soft spoken person performing that kind of music on stage.
“A-ah, please call me Des! There’s no need to get formal with my name, either,” answered the human facade as she waved her hand dismissively, chuckling to help recover her composure. She cleared her throat before leaning forward slightly, clasping her hands behind her back. Now she was honestly intrigued by the idea of Karin shouting lyrics into a microphone. “Um, Takamiya-san? Sorry for asking since I’m new here, but what kind of rock do you like? I mean, something like J-pop, kawaii metal, or maybe something American, or-”
Her voice suddenly trailed off as she felt prying eyes on herself. Desdemona quickly straightened her posture and turned her head to look back to the boy that had given her a nostalgic feeling. She had turned just in time to see a white head staring at her before it was shoved back into the boy’s bag. The boy then spoke to his bag as if to scold whatever he had pushed back inside of it. 'How curious,' thought Des to herself as she squinted at the human suspiciously.
“Excuse me for a moment, Takamiya-san,” she said with a polite smile to the girl before taking several steps away and towards the boy with the apparently problematic backpack. Des placed a hand on her hip defiantly and raised her other hand next to her mouth before raising her voice to get the boy’s attention.
“Hey, kid! Can you please stop staring, it’s embarrassing!” she shouted more in mild annoyance than any real anger.
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Post by karin on Mar 16, 2020 13:23:45 GMT
"Well, I'm never much of a celebrity. My modelling gig first started after I was featured in a tokusatsu movie. I don't remember much, I just know that it exists. I played the antagonist, and apparently some people really like how I carried myself in that movie and decided to hire me for modelling. I was a bit pressed for money at that time, and so I took it. It was just a cosmetics brand modelling... my main one is always singing."
"Sorry, she got amnesia," Keigo supplemented. "Well, partial one."
Hmmm, Des is it? She hope that's a nickname, otherwise it's interesting to have someone with name rhyming with 'Death' in Japanese phonetics. "Hm? It's not J-Pop, although I guess it's closer to J-Rock. I find western rock a bit too hard for my taste, but I admit they're great."
"Do you want to give example perhaps?" Keigo teased, to which Karin smiled bitterly.
"What's this, what's this? Takamiya-san, you're a musician? Can I get few shots of you with your musical instrument? I think it'll be great!" the cameraman suddenly approached
"Hey hey, is that even OK?" Karin retorted.
"No problem, the dress line for your modelling is actually for a party anyway, so seeing a contrast of rockstar and pure white probably will give more emphasis to the beauty of the clothes. Well, the client is the one who will decide, but I think we can do it."
"...Hhhh, I expect some extra from this. Kei," Karin handed him her Digivice. "....Grab me my guitar would you?" of course this is a code of "take out my thing from my Infinistore".
"Sure thing, wait over here."
Karin smiled bitterly, but she ended up going to sing after all? Probably an impromptu concert is what she need right now, considering her mental state. Shit. At any rate, Keigo returned with an electric guitar, red in color. There's a marking on the side, angel wings, sword, and rose on the center. Seem to be her band logo. The guy from before is still looking? Karin sighed. At this point might as well as making it a mini performance just because.
She began strumming, at first slow, like testing... Slowly, slowly... she began to regain her rhythm. She nodded to the cameraman and walked toward the bridge once more... before strumming seriously. There's no backing up music, so instead she connected her phone (Actually her Digivice) to a mini speaker.
Before long, she began singing. Her singing voice is slightly different from her usual voice. It's neutral, the kind that could hit both male and female range, albeit not too deep on the latter. It's a powerful voice even naturally. Karin always prided herself to not depend on autotuning, and thankfully, it paid off. She managed to pull it. The song is powerful, but the lyric is a bit melancholic, she carried it with all of her heart. By the moment she's done, looks like there are some crowds gathering just to see what's up. Despite so, she doesn't seem to care all that much, and instead uses it as promotion, telling the crowd of her client's fashion line with a professional smile.
Profit~
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Post by ricochet2-Ryuji&Calumon on Mar 17, 2020 3:07:42 GMT
Ryuji heard the second girl yell at him telling him to stop staring and he locked blue eyes on Des. He then babbled "I'm so sorry miss. I meant no disrespect. It's just the other lady is beautiful not to say you're not."
Yoshihiro sighed as his tamer had become nothing short of embarrassing causing him to mutter. "Sure make yourself look like an idiot. What is it with you and females?"
Apparently, Ryuji did not hear his partner as he looked at his shoes as if they were suddenly the most fascinating thing in the universe. He remained like that even as Karin began to play a guitar. It was when she began singing that he looked back at Karin.
Yoshihiro's ears wiggled as he enjoyed the performance while in the backpack. He was peeking out again while one of his ears was now visible again. This time said ear would be easier to notice with all the moving it was doing.
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Desdemona
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OOC Name: SeaSalt
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Post by Desdemona on Mar 17, 2020 17:09:02 GMT
A model, an actress, and a rockstar? That was an impressive resume for a human so young. To top things off Karin even had partial amnesia, too. It was an interesting mix to say the least. Desdemona was almost envious to a degree with how she was unable to recall useful details from her own past life as a digimon. Speaking of digimon, she had seen the trinket Karin had passed to Keigo. For a moment it made the crafty tsukaimon wonder if she was in over her head, but Karin seemed like a nice person. Maybe something good could come out of this.
Focusing her attention back on the boy with the backpack Des raised a brow at his apology. She sighed before shaking her head, unsure of what to do with the human at first. Seeing as how Karin was about to play and sing Des just waved the boy over to join her.
“Well, thanks for that? But if you’re going to watch and listen you might as well get closer. Looks like Takamiya-san is drawing a crowd today.” She walked towards the boy to meet him halfway and to give room to the rest of the gathering spectators. The closer she got to him the stronger she felt that inexplicable presence of the digital world. Looking over the boy’s shoulder at his backpack again, she studied the large white flap hanging out of it. And were those eyes she saw peeking out from within the open backpack?
For the remainder of Karin’s performance she stood next to the boy, arms casually folded across her chest. Every now and then she glanced at the human’s open bag, staring into a darkness that had the capacity to stare back. She didn’t say anything about her suspicions, however; at least not until Karin had finished singing. At one point during the song though, she raised a finger to her lips with a faint smile while looking towards the boy's bag, gesturing for silence.
“Y’know,” she began as she applauded with the rest of the crowd, “it doesn’t seem like you’re familiar with Takamiya-san, but… there’s something you two might have in common. I just have a funny feeling about it, that’s all. Oh, and do me one small favor?” Des then pulled out a cellphone from her jacket pocket and stepped nearer to him. She slid a shoulder and her back gently against his chest as she got close. Lightly, she pressed their cheeks together while holding his head still with a hand on his opposite cheek. In her other hand Des held up her phone for a selfie as she smiled and snapped a picture.
“A souvenier, so I don’t forget those eyes. Even if I see them in another world,” she explained as she stepped away, playing with her phone. “My name’s Des, by the way. Always a pleasure to meet a pair of new faces. Takamiya-san might find you two interesting as well.”
With that being said she walked back towards Karin, keeping a respectable distance away as the girl addressed the crowd.
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