If you’ve been here before (and of course you’ve been here before!), it is exactly as you remember it: industrial, with graffitied and paint-splattered walls, but earnestly lived in, with its modern-vintage sofas and high latticed windows. There’s the faint smell of something cooking wafting on the air, and an assortment of random plush tsum tsums (of unit members past and present) scattered over the couch.
………Oh, and twining around the legs of furniture, twisting over exposed industrial pipes, climbing up the windows—there are the briars of wild roses. The dorm’s main living room also now features a tiny stream, winding across the floor and around the couch, which occasionally widens into small pools of water, from which grow tall stems of lotus.
You feel it, then: the sensation of being something strange and powerful, in a way you cannot always control— —but also: there are so many lotuses here, so... perhaps it's not a lonely sort of strangeness, to be this way.
The stream with its lotuses looks honestly extremely well-established: these look like plants that have been growing for years (never mind that that's longer than BAD END itself has existed), with lush leaves and a proliferation of pink-veined flowers on tall, gently swaying stems.
In contrast, the wild roses seem much newer: sure, they're growing wildly, but on closer inspection you can see places where they've recently ripped through upholstery and even overturned a table lamp in what must have been an explosion of new growth.
But hey, they're still rather lovely. Do you also give them a poke?
—But wherever they've gotten off to can't be far, if the state of things is any indication: there's a whole row of spices out on the counter, some already in a mixing bowl, plus a pot of rice on the stove.
From the look and smell of the spice selection, curry is on the menu. Next to the ingredients is a handwritten recipe in what you recognize as a combination of Silk's and Lumen's handwriting.
Actually, the Emiya Curry(tm) might not be a bad call, since studying the recipe closer reveals that whoever wrote this has a pretty good idea of what Silk's and Lumen's handwriting looks like, and... next to no idea at all how recipes work.
spices different spices rice on the stove!!!
mixing stuff together, probably?
also meat! carrots i think? definitely potatoes
don't bother Silk while she's cooking be patient ok
It's simple, relaxing work, especially with the recipe right there for you to follow. Or, well, with the recipe right there for moral support, anyway.
You're checking the rice when you feel something delicate brush against your wrist, and with it split second of something like longing—
...Oh. It's another wild rose, just barely opening on its thorny branch. It's not doing anything beyond, well, being there (and seemingly full of some sort of emotion?), but it certainly did grow ridiculously fast while you were cooking.
You are different—something that has never fit in. But has anyone here in this new Familia really fit in? You wouldn't be Familia BAD END if you had.
So why is that now you feel.... longing?
There's still that distance between you and them, after all—and for the first time, you have reason to wonder at what you have been missing…
On closer inspection, you can see places where the roses have recently ripped through upholstery and even overturned a table lamp in what must have been an explosion of new growth. For all their proliferation, these are new plants.
Well, it's covered in thorns, so it does kind of hurt to grip it, admittedly. Of course, you've had way worse than some thorns pricking you by now.
As you pull, you you realize you can recognize them more fully: Wild Rose, Key of Something Different. Caring about "difference" at all, though... that's the sort of thing you can only feel if your difference matters; if it is part of the story of you finding your place in the world.
These are pretty large rosebushes, though, so it'll take more than just one swift tug to actually rip out the whole plant.
[ It does hurt, but he can handle that hurt. He's going to stop for now though, and look to see if he can tell where in the room the growth seems to be starting. ]
The stream with its lotuses looks honestly extremely well-established: these look like plants that have been growing for years (never mind that that's longer than BAD END itself has existed), with lush leaves and a proliferation of pink-veined flowers on tall, gently swaying stems.
In contrast, the wild roses seem much newer: sure, they're growing wildly, but on closer inspection you can see places where they've recently ripped through upholstery and even overturned a table lamp in what must have been an explosion of new growth. But hey, they're rather lovely.
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If you’ve been here before (and of course you’ve been here before!), it is exactly as you remember it: industrial, with graffitied and paint-splattered walls, but earnestly lived in, with its modern-vintage sofas and high latticed windows. There’s the faint smell of something cooking wafting on the air, and an assortment of random plush tsum tsums (of unit members past and present) scattered over the couch.
………Oh, and twining around the legs of furniture, twisting over exposed industrial pipes, climbing up the windows—there are the briars of wild roses. The dorm’s main living room also now features a tiny stream, winding across the floor and around the couch, which occasionally widens into small pools of water, from which grow tall stems of lotus.
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crouching down by a pool and reaching out to touch a lotus flower]
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—but also: there are so many lotuses here, so... perhaps it's not a lonely sort of strangeness, to be this way.
The stream with its lotuses looks honestly extremely well-established: these look like plants that have been growing for years (never mind that that's longer than BAD END itself has existed), with lush leaves and a proliferation of pink-veined flowers on tall, gently swaying stems.
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leaving those where they are and examining the rose vine instead]
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But hey, they're still rather lovely. Do you also give them a poke?
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and with that done, he's following the cooking smell]
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—But wherever they've gotten off to can't be far, if the state of things is any indication: there's a whole row of spices out on the counter, some already in a mixing bowl, plus a pot of rice on the stove.
From the look and smell of the spice selection, curry is on the menu. Next to the ingredients is a handwritten recipe in what you recognize as a combination of Silk's and Lumen's handwriting.
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time to make some fucking curry
he considers just doing it by heart because he could just do an amazing emiya curry
but the recipe is right there so he'll follow it]
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well
emiya curry it is]
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You're checking the rice when you feel something delicate brush against your wrist, and with it split second of something like longing—
...Oh. It's another wild rose, just barely opening on its thorny branch. It's not doing anything beyond, well, being there (and seemingly full of some sort of emotion?), but it certainly did grow ridiculously fast while you were cooking.
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1/2 (cw: plant horror)
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Hmmm....
[ He goes to touch a wild rose delicately. ]
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On closer inspection, you can see places where the roses have recently ripped through upholstery and even overturned a table lamp in what must have been an explosion of new growth. For all their proliferation, these are new plants.
But hey, they're rather lovely.
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As you pull, you you realize you can recognize them more fully: Wild Rose, Key of Something Different.
Caring about "difference" at all, though... that's the sort of thing you can only feel if your difference matters; if it is part of the story of you finding your place in the world.
These are pretty large rosebushes, though, so it'll take more than just one swift tug to actually rip out the whole plant.
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But they do seem somewhat denser coming from the hallway that leads to everyone's bedrooms.
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Gonna investigate the wild roses before he goes to look at the random stream.]
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In contrast, the wild roses seem much newer: sure, they're growing wildly, but on closer inspection you can see places where they've recently ripped through upholstery and even overturned a table lamp in what must have been an explosion of new growth.
But hey, they're rather lovely.
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well he knows better than to fuck with flowers with nothing on hand?
but for now, he's going to look around for potential exits-- besides the kitchen.]
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However, there's also the hall of everyone's bedrooms, with wild roses growing densely over its walls.
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