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recolle2018-08-09 11:01 am
adoringpast) wrote in recolle2018-08-09 11:01 am
( closed ) switch! a rude awakening
WHO: akiren, yusuke, elliot, and sena (kind of)
WHERE: mochihouse
WHEN: 8/8, around the same time as kazuki's network post
WHAT: sena wakes up in his brother's body after disappearing from the app for two weeks, and he's going to react as such.
WARNINGS: language, ofc
[ the latter part of july went by like a blur in sena's perspective, and it was... strange, but in a good way. it was a lot better, in fact. no one had batted an eye at the agency when he woke up with his old dark hair one day, he's been sleeping more peacefully every night ever since - that's the way it should be, right? no stress, no more hassles, no more mind-numbing unreality bullshit, it's just going to be him and the modeling world and he is not going to let anything else get in between of his budding career...
but the fact that he's looking at a different ceiling upon waking up one morning is a sign that things will all go downhill for him again. sena's used to waking up without the use of an alarm anyway like the cursed morning person that he is, but he lifts his back off the bed and rubs his eyes, staring blearily at...
uh.
this room doesn't resemble a pigsty at the very least, but sena doesn't recall sleeping in some stranger's bed last night? he took the early night off yesterday and slept normally just like that, so how did he end up in someone's bed? and judging from the time it seems that he overslept too?! hurriedly getting out of bed (and knocking off that giant dog plushie to the floor in the process), he makes his way towards a mirror on the wall, only for a pair of golden eyes to stare right back at him.
gold eyes. silver hair. sena lifts his left hand and wiggles his fingers, and his reflection does the same thing. he stares bug-eyed at the mirror, the memories of mind-numbing retrospec bullshit now flooding back into his mind, culminating with the realization that he's come back to the app in someone's body, namely his brother.
don't mind him, he's just going to scream the whole house awake with that iconic onoyu voice, if the others are still snoozing in. good morning recolle and all who inhabit it. ]
WHERE: mochihouse
WHEN: 8/8, around the same time as kazuki's network post
WHAT: sena wakes up in his brother's body after disappearing from the app for two weeks, and he's going to react as such.
WARNINGS: language, ofc
[ the latter part of july went by like a blur in sena's perspective, and it was... strange, but in a good way. it was a lot better, in fact. no one had batted an eye at the agency when he woke up with his old dark hair one day, he's been sleeping more peacefully every night ever since - that's the way it should be, right? no stress, no more hassles, no more mind-numbing unreality bullshit, it's just going to be him and the modeling world and he is not going to let anything else get in between of his budding career...
but the fact that he's looking at a different ceiling upon waking up one morning is a sign that things will all go downhill for him again. sena's used to waking up without the use of an alarm anyway like the cursed morning person that he is, but he lifts his back off the bed and rubs his eyes, staring blearily at...
uh.
this room doesn't resemble a pigsty at the very least, but sena doesn't recall sleeping in some stranger's bed last night? he took the early night off yesterday and slept normally just like that, so how did he end up in someone's bed? and judging from the time it seems that he overslept too?! hurriedly getting out of bed (and knocking off that giant dog plushie to the floor in the process), he makes his way towards a mirror on the wall, only for a pair of golden eyes to stare right back at him.
gold eyes. silver hair. sena lifts his left hand and wiggles his fingers, and his reflection does the same thing. he stares bug-eyed at the mirror, the memories of mind-numbing retrospec bullshit now flooding back into his mind, culminating with the realization that he's come back to the app in someone's body, namely his brother.
don't mind him, he's just going to scream the whole house awake with that iconic onoyu voice, if the others are still snoozing in. good morning recolle and all who inhabit it. ]
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[....He'd still take that over being stuck in an actual war though]
Yeah, I am. [He nods] W-Well, I want to make music professionally, mostly classical. But I know that's pretty unreliable for income, so I wouldn't mind teaching music to kids when I'm not doing that.
As long as I get a chance to share my love of music, I'd be happy really.
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but hearing that simple dream of elliot's... it does bring a nice smile to his face. nice, but wistful. ]
Look at you, already figured out what he wants to do in the future. That's not bad at all. [ ... ] Honestly I think you'd survive our music school, but at the same time I wouldn't wish it on my greatest enemy. I can totally see you as a music teacher someday, though.
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Aww, thanks Sena. That means a lot coming from you.
[he knows how Sena is well....hard to please]
But don't worry, I'm happier at the saner music program at RU.