Jour 0
Comme Aito a été attrapé par Shizune, un sourire arrogant s'est croisé le visage. "Oh oui? Si vous prétendez me connaître si bien, alors pourquoi pensez-vous que je vais faire ça tout de suite? C'est... juste un plan de réserve. Si je peux, je veux aussi sauver les gens autant que possible. Mais ne vaudrait-il pas mieux qu'au moins l'un d'entre nous survive malgré les autres? Je suis presque sûr que le sacrifice d'Audrey nous a donné un avantage maintenant. Nous avons survécu à quelque chose que nous n'étions pas censés faire à cause d'elle." Ses paroles sont tombées dans les oreilles de personne, cependant, puisque la fille était déjà partie depuis longtemps. Il a cliqué sur sa langue. "Tch. Je vais devoir jouer le bon homme pour l'instant, semble-t-il." Il a suivi Shizune jusqu'à ce qu'ils arrivent dans la pièce, même si elle avait l'air exactement la même, mais avec quelques chaises. "Qu'est-ce qu'il y a de mal à ce monde?" Il a laissé tomber le corps sur l'une des chaises et il s'est étendu. "Ah... juste quelques instants et nous avons déjà perdu quelqu'un... montre à quel point cet endroit est dangereux." Il s'est dit, avant d'être emmené par Akane.
"Qu'est-ce que c'est? Quand ils se sont finalement arrêtés et Akane lui a dit de ne pas avoir peur, Aito a inévitablement rougi. "Je n'ai pas peur. Quand elle a parlé de Shizune, les yeux d'Aito se sont aiguisés et il l'a regardée. "Alors, tu es en train de t'occuper d'elle, hein? Qu'est-ce qu'elle sait? Elle n'a pas passé de temps avec moi et prétend me connaître. Je déteste les filles comme elle." Il était ennuyé et en colère contre Akane, mais il ne voulait pas, alors il l'a rejeté avec sa main. "Tu sais quoi, oublie ça. A tout à l'heure."
Il s'est éloigné d'elle et s'est assis dans l'une des chaises, croisant ses bras et s'endormant là. Ce n'est pas la chose la plus confortable, mais la plus pratique s'il devait courir pour elle en un instant. Plus vite que de lever du sol. Il a laissé la lampe de poche de son portable allumée jusqu'à ce qu'il se souvienne que la batterie ne durerait pas éternellement. Quand il a vérifié, l'écran disait déjà à Aito de brancher son chargeur. "Dieu m'a fait chier." Il l'a remis dans sa poche de poitrine et s'est endormi. Quelque part en lui, il a voulu que tout revienne à ce que c'était à l'origine quand il a ouvert les yeux, bien que la probabilité était minime.
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Jour 1
Aito a légèrement sauté dans la chaise quand il a entendu l'enfant comme des cris. Ses yeux balayaient rapidement la pièce, cherchant Akane. C'était dans sa nature d'aider toujours quelqu'un dans le besoin, mais ce n'était manifestement pas quelque chose qu'elle pouvait gérer. De plus, la voix se sentait étrangement familière. Si Aito l'a rappelé correctement, il semblait comme celui de sa sœur, Beni.
Il a vu le dernier ajout au groupe, Tsubasa, aller près de Shizune et lui demander quelque chose qui semblait évident. Aito a ressenti le besoin de lui répondre et Akane, qui a suivi avec la question. Il s'est mis derrière Tsubasa et a mis une main sur son épaule. "Bien sûr que ce n'est pas réel. Ici, il n'y a rien d'autre que Mosters et nous. Mais..." Aito se sentait aussi mal à l'aise face aux cris constants des enfants, mais il devait garder sa tête de niveau en ce moment, ou ils perdraient une autre paire de gens, et tomber dans un piège comme celui-là était insultant. "Hé, Yoshida. Tu penses qu'on peut passer d'ici à quelque part, je ne sais pas, "plus sûr"? Non pas que je m'attends à ce que quelque part dans ce trou de l'enfer soit plus sûr, mais quand même." Il a demandé à l'expert de terrain, mais il savait que la réponse pourrait être que non, il n'y avait pas d'endroit plus sûr que cela.
Name: Shiori Mizuhana // Mizuhana Shiori
Age: 17
History: She is the only-child of a professor and teacher at Tokyo University (her father) and a retired journality turned novelist (her mother).. She had a farily well-off life, without having to worry about money or living in squalor, but her parents were often-times busy and the girl was left mostly to her own devices. Having to take care of herself, as well as find entertainment and things to do on her own, she would spend much time sifting through old books and magazines as a young child. Perhaps it was from this, reading one too many horror novel or gossip magazine, taht sparked her interest in the supernatural. Though, of course, her inquisitive nature was also shared by her father, and it's fully possible that he had rubbed off on her in that regard.
Her school life was also fairly normal, getting good grades and doing her homework and projects in a dutiful and proper fashion. She didn't have many friends to speak of though, partly due to the fact that the other children often found or thought she was giving them the 'evil eye', and partly because she didn't really say or talk too much. Of course, Shiori couldn't help how her eyes looked and it wasn't that she was unsociable or unfriendly, she just didn't share the same interests as the other kids her age and thus prefered to keep to her own things. After graduating Junior High, she and her family moved, and she ended up enrolling at Hideki High as a junior.
After realizing that there was no Occult Club at the school, she promptly went ahead and founded one - even though recruitment of the initial members took a bit of work. As stated in the background of the POIR though, most people who joined or were interested in the club quickly left or stopped coming, as Shiori wasn't interested in the actual performing of occult and magical rites or such, but rather the studying and learning about them. Naturally, she had things like wards and amulets made, stashed throughout the clubroom, as well as trinkets and items of mystical or supposed magical origin - but there was never any attempt at summoning the dead or trying to cast spells from a grimoire or such.
She, eventually, managed to get a few friends though and with the arrival of a certain mysterious transfer-student, Shiori has become a bit more sociable lately. It should also be noted that, since she comes froma fairly well-off family, Shiori has taken many supplementary and extra classes outside of school, including things like CPR and First Aid-training, a third language, calligraphy and more.
Personality: Quiet, mysterious and hard-working are all words that describe this young woman. When working, be it on her interests or her school work, she always does her best and works hard to ensure that she achieves the best possible results. Her penchant for not talking to others much, or when she does talk not saying too much, has led some to feel taht she is unsociable or distant, even though that isn't entirely accurate. Shiori simply doesn't like idle chit-chat and prefers things to have a purpose and point, since everything else is a distraction and is time that could be used better or on more important matters.
She is a very open-minded person though, and does not dismiss possibilities or things just because they cannot be explained. Even though she is methodical and rational, often following logic over gut-feelings and emotion, she is not one for making hasty, one-sided assumptions or statements. She prefers to look at things from mulitple angles before deciding where she stands on a subject, and she finds people who hastily come to conclusions, or only look at things from one direction to be quite foolish.
Due to her quiet and few-worded persona, she is not a person to mince words, and speaks plainly and to-the-point. She does speak with a modest amount of politeness though, even if it's minimal. Shiori is a firm believer that the Paranormal and supernatural exist, but does not blindly believe in everything - in fact, that is one of the main reasons she founded the POIR, to filter out the gossip and rumors and hoaxes from the real deals.
Finally, despite seeming cold and terse, Shiori actually is rather nice - especially to those who manage to get along with her and come to understand how to interact with her. She has been known to treat club-members to lunch, bring them drinks and help her classmates with homework and projects when they've gotten stuck or requested her assistance. That said, she is not a person who lets herself get used and doesn't mindlessly offer her hand to just anyone every tie they ask for it. She is a strong, smart, independant and decisive young lady with skin on her nose, a clam and collected demeanor, as well as - thanks to reading ghost stories and the like since she was small - courage.
Quirks:
- When sitting, she will place her elbow on any surface infront of her and rest her chin on the top of her hands.
- Sighs in an exasperated way before speaking to someone who just said something - in her eyes - foolish to her.
- Has very weak/subtle/limited/vague facial expressions
Likes:
+ Iced coffee
+ Books and litterature on the Paranormal and Occult
+ Investigating and researching the Paranormal and Occult
+ Rationality
+ Peace and quiet
Dislikes:
- Sour foods/drinks
- Narrowmindedness
- Overly emotional people
- Arrogance/conceit
- Being interupted while working/studying
Other:
- Shiori is very perceptive, both when it comes to details and reading the mood or atomsphere of a situation. A trait earned by carefully watching others for a long time.
- She is also smart and clever, perhaps not on the level of a genius but well above any average person.
- She has never owned a pet, something she laments deep down as she doesn't have siblings either and can at times cause her loneliness since her parents are rarely at home.