Yuri "Yurippe" Nakamura (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tenminutes) wrote2013-07-16 01:38 am
tenminutes) wrote2013-07-16 01:38 am
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[ Yuri curls up a bit where she is, nudging her laptop closer for warmth. It's pretty much out of power at this point, but since it's the community and it's magic, she can just access that without the rest of her laptop. Even if she'd still slept in the mansion the past could of nights, she didn't really feel right about it so she was out in the chapel now. If she wasn't dead, she was 90% sure she would've caught a cold by now.
Part of her was sick of all of the Ushiromiyas at this point. Not just Battler. Battler for making her love him then making it impossible to trust him, sure. Ange for wanting to so easily give up the one thing that Yuri wished she could have and couldn't. Their parents for apparently having been the ones who caused all of this in the first place. Eva for having been a shitty step-mom to Ange. She didn't really know much about the others, so she couldn't really say much about whether or not she was pissed of dealing with them. Hell, make that almost everyone involved in this damn game. The only one who she wasn't all that pissed at, funnily enough, was Eva-Beatrice.
Yuri's not staying in the main house anymore. She'd wandered around and found a couch to sleep on at first, not really wanting to sleep in the same room as Battler and not wanting to tell Ange why she was having a fight with Battler in the first place to just ask to stay in her room. Not because she wouldn't tell Ange the truth. It was because she wanted to tell Ange the truth and as much as she knew that was the right thing to do and she hated that Battler wouldn't, it was would have taken away any chances of whatever Battler's plan was of working or possibly just ruined her relationship with Ange if she still wanted to believe Battler. There was no good of getting involved there, so she just wanted to stay the hell out of the way until she was needed to save his life, then she could just... she didn't even know. Yuri didn't feel good about any of this, which certainly explained why she was curled up on a damned pew in the chapel. Of all the ironic places she could've ended up given how long she'd spent claiming she was going to kick God's ass...
Yuri stared at Battler's post for a bit, watching him basically try to hit on every single girl who commented and saying things that go a bit farther than her boobs. If there was one thing to piss her off about this more, it would be that. She'd still tried to hold out a hand to him, make sure she gave him something for his birthday, and the first she hears from him is him being drunk off of his ass and asking to see everyone's tits. It hurt her that even while she was mad at him, he just got drunk and acted like he didn't care. She knew he did or he wouldn't be drunk, but he'd flat-out ignored her attempt to talk, then she'd tried to say something and deleted it herself because it was that idiot's birthday so she could at least give him a break then. ]
Damn..
[ She didn't really want to stay out in the chapel, but it was this or the rain since she didn't really feel comfortable inside.. Yuri pulled out her laptop and decided to type a few words, no video in deference to the fact that she was presently curled up in a ball on a pew with her blankets from the afterlife over her shoulders. She'd gone to get them herself a little earlier. ]
[ TEXT ]
Does anyone have a waterproof tent? Maybe a little space heater. I'll pick it up myself and owe free worldhops to anyone who's got something. Or if you need something else instead let me know and we'll talk it over.
[ She could just go grab her mattress from the afterlife if she had a place to keep it, but she didn't have or know how to make a space heater or a waterproofed tent. Yuri was definitely too stubborn sometimes though. ]
Part of her was sick of all of the Ushiromiyas at this point. Not just Battler. Battler for making her love him then making it impossible to trust him, sure. Ange for wanting to so easily give up the one thing that Yuri wished she could have and couldn't. Their parents for apparently having been the ones who caused all of this in the first place. Eva for having been a shitty step-mom to Ange. She didn't really know much about the others, so she couldn't really say much about whether or not she was pissed of dealing with them. Hell, make that almost everyone involved in this damn game. The only one who she wasn't all that pissed at, funnily enough, was Eva-Beatrice.
Yuri's not staying in the main house anymore. She'd wandered around and found a couch to sleep on at first, not really wanting to sleep in the same room as Battler and not wanting to tell Ange why she was having a fight with Battler in the first place to just ask to stay in her room. Not because she wouldn't tell Ange the truth. It was because she wanted to tell Ange the truth and as much as she knew that was the right thing to do and she hated that Battler wouldn't, it was would have taken away any chances of whatever Battler's plan was of working or possibly just ruined her relationship with Ange if she still wanted to believe Battler. There was no good of getting involved there, so she just wanted to stay the hell out of the way until she was needed to save his life, then she could just... she didn't even know. Yuri didn't feel good about any of this, which certainly explained why she was curled up on a damned pew in the chapel. Of all the ironic places she could've ended up given how long she'd spent claiming she was going to kick God's ass...
Yuri stared at Battler's post for a bit, watching him basically try to hit on every single girl who commented and saying things that go a bit farther than her boobs. If there was one thing to piss her off about this more, it would be that. She'd still tried to hold out a hand to him, make sure she gave him something for his birthday, and the first she hears from him is him being drunk off of his ass and asking to see everyone's tits. It hurt her that even while she was mad at him, he just got drunk and acted like he didn't care. She knew he did or he wouldn't be drunk, but he'd flat-out ignored her attempt to talk, then she'd tried to say something and deleted it herself because it was that idiot's birthday so she could at least give him a break then. ]
Damn..
[ She didn't really want to stay out in the chapel, but it was this or the rain since she didn't really feel comfortable inside.. Yuri pulled out her laptop and decided to type a few words, no video in deference to the fact that she was presently curled up in a ball on a pew with her blankets from the afterlife over her shoulders. She'd gone to get them herself a little earlier. ]
[ TEXT ]
Does anyone have a waterproof tent? Maybe a little space heater. I'll pick it up myself and owe free worldhops to anyone who's got something. Or if you need something else instead let me know and we'll talk it over.
[ She could just go grab her mattress from the afterlife if she had a place to keep it, but she didn't have or know how to make a space heater or a waterproofed tent. Yuri was definitely too stubborn sometimes though. ]