[action]

[sundead]

[It's been a few days since the storm... and despite the major cleanup efforts, things still look about as bad as it left it. Ayumu's getting tired of seeing crushed houses and toppled lamp-posts, not to mention the inconvenience of broken buildings in the square. It's hard to get groceries when there's debris everywhere.

And so, in the middle of the night, a good Samaritan strikes. Nighttime is important because of what this person happens to be wearing. He's cloaked and hooded, but it doesn't do much good because each time he stops - beside a crumbled wall, or a smashed window - he raises the pink chainsaw in his hands, chants a series of indecipherable symbols, and begins to work magic. A light envelops him and blows the cloak aside, revealing a frilly pink miniskirt and hair bows. He doesn't stay very long at each house, but there's enough noise that a sleeping resident or night-time stroller might notice before he flies off.

He really hopes you won't, even if it's inevitable.



ooc: So, Ayumu can use magic to fix your house or yard, or so on. IC encounters would be great, but if you'd like a character to have had their house fixed and discover it later that's fine too. He'll be all over the village, but obviously can't fix everything that's wrong because... well, there's a lot (and it's also dark.)]

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dignity is a myth

[death_awaits_you]

[ and so is sleeping.

Ryoji has been resting a bit, since he's still a bit tired from all of the fighting and then all of the repair work around the village, but he can only rest for so long before he starts feeling kind of twitchy and like he should try to do something, rather than sit and listen to everyone else sleep. So, in the middle of the night, he goes outside to assess more of the damage outside and see if there's anything he can do that's on the quiet side of things.

But that's when he sees a blur and a flash of pink from under a cloak, as someone stops at one of the broken lamp posts down the road. There's a pink chainsaw, and a light and a magic wind that reveals a really cute outfit, and Ryoji is transfixed as things repair themselves. ]

Wow! That's really cool - and such a cute uniform for repairs, to~

[sundead]

[Of all the possible reactions, Ayumu wasn't expecting this one.

Ryoji is too far away to see clearly, but Ayumu recognizes the voice. Does that guy think he's a girl or something? Maybe... it's not that surprising a reaction after all. And then comes the hope that he can keep things that way. If he can just edge away without saying anything......]

*too

[death_awaits_you]

Can you repair anything like that? [ Ryoji continues on after a pause to regard the newly-fixed lamp post, oblivious to the magical zombie's escape attempt. ]

[sundead]

[sob why can't he get out of here... it's too awkward just to fly away! He clears his throat.] Uh-

[in a high-pitched voice] Yes! But there are a lot of houses, so... I have to go now!

[death_awaits_you]

Awww... do you have to leave right now? Would you be able to come fix ours? The porch is all messed up, and stuff, and I'm sure everyone would really appreciate it if you could fix it!

[thebellthatbinds]

[Thankfully House 44 hadn't been hit too badly from the flood waters but the walls were waterlogged and sagging, not to mention a couple of broken windows from broken tree limbs. Sabriel had fought during the raid on the village, and with the tension from the battle and the destruction left over she's plenty exhausted.

However, when Ayumu steps up to the house Sabriel's Death sense shakes her awake. Followed by the sound of...something outside, Sabriel takes up her bell bandolier as she steps up to the window...and can not believe what she's seeing. There are only a handful of Dead people in Luceti that Sabriel is aware of and only one whose hair colour is that mousey grey...she can only assume it's Ayumu in that pink...frilly...thing.

Opening up her window she's mindful to keep her voice low as she calls down to him, uncertain and more than a little confused.]

...Ayumu?

1/2

[sundead]

[Crap, crap, it's someone he knows... And someone as serious as Sabriel, to boot. He definitely can't let her figure things out! Never mind that she already has, he can still salvage this situation!

Grabbing the cloak, which is currently still billowing, he pulls it around himself again. He tries to make his voice sound more imposing.]

[sundead]

You're wrong! Because I am... the Cloaked Ayumu!





[Yep. Situation totally salvaged.]

[thebellthatbinds]

...

[With a sigh Sabriel runs a hand through her hair, carefully setting her bells back down before leaning against the window pane. Cloaked or uncloaked he was still Ayumu.]

Ayumu, what are you doing here?

[sundead]

[s o b he said Ayumu again... and Sabriel isn't buying it at all...

just. play it cool now, Cloaked Ayumu.]

I'm trying to fix some of the damage from that storm.

[thebellthatbinds]

...In a dress?

[No cool for you Ayumu but really, you can't just run around in the middle of the night dressed like that without inspiring a lot of questions.]

[happyends]

[ She's been sleeping slightly bad since the draft - despite people encouraging her, it's left some bad experiences with her as well. So tonight, instead of sleeping (she's tossed so much that she's given up on sleeping for a little bit) Madoka is walking through the village in the hope that will make her feel a little bit more sleepy. She knows it can be dangerous, but still, as long as she's safe she--

... She might apparently discover a guy in a pink dress. But no, this is actually someone she recognizes, and despite Ayumu telling her about this stuff (thanks to Kyon) she hasn't actually seen him in it yet. So it's a surprise all the same. ]

A-.. Ayumu-san..!

[sundead]

[Well, at least Madoka spotting him is marginally better than all those other people. Marginally.

It's enough to keep him from acting too awkward, though.] Hey, Madoka. Sorry, did I wake you up?

[happyends]

No, I couldn't sleep.. [ she scratches the back of her head a little awkwardly though because of her shyness, but it's not like she actually minds seeing him - it's nice. ]

.. Why did you transform though? Is something going on..?

[sundead]

Nothing like that... I just thought I'd try and help fix things a little. [he waves Mysteltainn in the general direction of one of the now repaired walls.] Save people some work.

[lostinmyway]

[For once in her life, Grune was actually asleep at a decent hour. Her schedule is so erratic that it may as well be completely random, so this is decidedly a rarity.

Of course, the key word here is "was." Because all that commotion has definitely been enough to wake her up--and pique her curiosity.

And so she heads over to her window, carefully moves aside the table of houseplants, and opens it up to lean out and look around.]

Hello?

[Ayumu might notice that her hair isn't pinned up as usual; instead, it's in a single, long braid. However, he's far more likely to notice that she's in her nightgown and nothing else. Oh dear.]

1/2

[sundead]

[The first thing he notices is that nightgown. Really. It's transfixing.]

2/3

[sundead]

[....and then he remembers that Grune catching him fixing up her garden is really the last thing he wants to happen.]

[sundead]

[Even if it is Grune, and it's unlikely she'll remember this tomorrow.

And he's been staring at her nightgown for too long to run away now.

...oh, what the heck.]

Hey, Grune.

[totally casual!]

[lostinmyway]

[She looks about and--oh, isn't that Ayumu from the SOS Brigade? And he's her letter-writing partner, too. She should write him a letter in the morning!]

Hello, Ayumu! [She gives him a bright smile.] Isn't it a lovely evening?

[No comment whatsoever on his outfit. What you mean, this isn't something he would usually wear?]

[sundead]

[gambit: successful. Maybe a little too successful. Grune never ceases to amaze him in numerous ways.]

...I guess. The weather's better, anyway.

[i_am_not_cute]

[The draft has kind of messed up Pao-Lin's sleep schedule recently, so although she's lying in her bed, she's not anywhere close to conking out yet. When something bright suddenly flashes outside her window, not to mention the noise, she's awake (and annoyed) enough to investigate. She throws open her bedroom window, sticks her head out -- and sees Ayumu floating there trying to fix the broken windows of her art room and living room.

Blink, blink. Headtilt.]

[sundead]

[....there's a girl staring at him out of the window

time to think really fast.]

You're dreaming. Go back to sleep.

[i_am_not_cute]

...but I wasn't even sleeping.

[sundead]

[....crap] Are you sure?