lucetilogs | Out with the old....

[Daisy sits someplace to seek out for her friends, but away from the fireworks.

Her fingers twitch with every explosion. She reminds herself that all of these explosions are too high-pitched and unevenly paced to be firearm detonations. There are no Covenant forces to fire them against.

It's going to be a year. She is not in Harvest. She will never return to Harvest.]

Edited 2012-01-02 08:25 (UTC)

Daisy-san, happy new year!

[Why are you all the way over here Daisy? Fuuko had quite the time trying to seek you out.]

Enjoying the fireworks? [Taking a seat next to the taller girl and looking up and the sky.]

[Daisy's reaction is immediate -- superhumanly so. She tells herself to sigh and relax. The taller girl leans back on her chair, and her head turns a little towards Fuuko.]

I don't know if I've seen much like it before...

[And to think she used to joke about explosives back in the mines being used as fireworks.]

Oh? Then that means you'll have to enjoy the fireworks twice as much if you've never seen something like them before.

[Looking from the sky to smile at Daisy, it's nice to see her lean back and loosen up a little.]

Fuuko finds the globe fireworks to look best, though catherine wheels have their own appeal to them also!

[She doesn't know if what Fuuko said might be true. While she had gotten help in getting over a few things of her world, and the fact she enjoys the moments she is allowed to be set loose and fight, she kept having nightmares of the things she saw in Harvest for months before this.

But the mutter of fireworks with specific shapes puzzles her.]

Globe fireworks? Wheels?

[Daisy looks upwards. Her fingers clench instinctively with one explosion... But she sees the dots forming infantile shapes.

More shapes prior to her call of duty linger from the back of her mind.]

How do they make those shapes?

Right. See how that last one exploded outwards in a ball, like a globe? And then there were a few which spun around and fizzled out, catherine wheels. Some fireworks are tied to wheels to make proper catherine wheels too!

[Pointing her hand towards the sky as she watches another firework go off.]

It's strange how they do that, not even Fuuko knows. Kotomi-san might be able to tell us about them though. All Fuuko knows is that they have a fuse and gunpowder inside them.

[Lowering her hand to observe more of the fireworks as a number go off in quick succession and light up the sky. It all looks very beautiful to Fuuko.]

[I can tell it's gunpowder, Daisy thinks. It's moments like this when she wishes she was inside her armor. She is not even in danger, and it's civilian ventures that frighten her a lot more than battles.

She hates the feeling.

Daisy twitches when another one goes off, but she turns to Fuuko. Somehow, looking at the little girl in peace with the fireworks gets to calm her.

A wheel. that's what Fuuko meant.

She finally notices the dots from where the lights come from the ground, and detonate on the sky.]

I never thought I'd see them in Luceti. It always seemed like a place too small to see things like these.

[She sees another one. Daisy braces herself this time for the burst - its' easier for her to bear it when she expects it, in any case.]

I've met her... [A very eccentric girl, too.] I think she spoke all known human languages of Earth.

Is that so? Fuuko hasn't been here as long as you Daisy-san, so there have always been fireworks the entire time Fuuko has been here.

[Something catches Fuuko's eye in Daisy's direction. Fuuko thought it was nothing at first, but when another firework goes off and Daisy twitches again she can't just write it off as nothing.]

Kotomi-san is very clever like that. She knows more about the starfish than Fuuko probably ever will, but she always answers any questions Fuuko might have about them.

[...]

Daisy-san, are you alright?

[She noticed. Daisy turns, at first not knowing what to answer.]

Fuuko? [...] The fireworks just startle me.

[It happens when you fight for so long it's all you hear.]

... They make me a little nervious, ma'am.

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