fightbymoonlight: (Yuri; oh dear)
Thank you so much for this virus, community. This was exactly what I needed right now.

[Yuri is sounding irritable today. Extremely so, in fact. It's... pretty unlike her, she's usually so calm.]

It's not like I have a town to protect or a life to lead or anything, oh no! I'm perfectly fine with not sleeping for this long, it's a nice change.

[She groans and leans forward a little too quickly, her head meeting her desk with a soft thud. Which elicits another groan.]

God, I hope the Desert Apostles are going to give us a break for once.
fightbymoonlight: (yuri: reading)
It was a pleasant enough day in Kibogahana, like usual. Not that Yuri was paying too much attention to that, she had other things to worry about.

Like the fact that she and Kaitou were finally (finally, finally) going to go on that date they had planned. She was starting to think it would never happen at this rate, honestly, but somehow Kaitou had actually managed to stay alive long enough for it to happen. Clearly some kind of miracle was at work here.

If Yuri was nervous, though, she wasn't showing it. She was sitting on a bench, reading a book while she waited, appearing perfectly calm and composed. The only movements she made were the occasional turning of a page, or adjustment of her glasses.

About the only thing out of the ordinary was that, for once, she was wearing something other than her school uniform. Even she knew that wearing her uniform for a date would be a little weird. Thank goodness she had plenty of clothes to choose from - mostly thanks to Momoka.

Now all that was needed was for Kaitou to get there.
fightbymoonlight: (Yuri; adjusting)
Sorry for being stubborn back in the mall. Thanks for making sure I didn't get myself killed like an idiot. God knows we didn't need more people dying. Itsuki's already traumatized enough as is.

I've never lost control like that before. It was really stupid. It won't happen again.


[Yuri's being a little short there. Mostly to hide the fact that typing is kind of hard for her right now, what with one of her arms being broken and left untreated.]
fightbymoonlight: (Yuri; delicious)
[Yuri was sitting at home, reading a book. She was alone, her mother working at the station as usual, so the apartment was very quiet. It was business as usual, really. About the only thing out of the ordinary was that Yuri was reading a novel, rather than working on her homework as she normally would. This was about the extent of the virus's effect on her right now, as Yuri simply had no burning desire to go out an do... well, anything, really. But there was still plenty of time for that to change.

The doorbell rang. Yuri looked up from her book in surprise. This was new. Her mother should have keys with her and Momoka would call first. She couldn't remember the last time someone showed up out of the blue. Curious, she put down her book, went over to the front door and gently opened it.]

Hello?
fightbymoonlight: (Yuri; hmmm)
Are you there, DiEnd? I need to talk to you.

[video]

Aug. 9th, 2012 08:22 pm
fightbymoonlight: (Yuri; oh dear)
[Yuri's back in her own world, sitting in a very much not ruined room. Through the windows are no signs of a desert, either. Looks like everything's back to normal.]

So it was just a virus, then.

[She sighs, looking tired and relieved at the same time.]

I had hoped my first virus would be... different, but it can't be helped. I must admit I'm still concerned, though. It wasn't real this time, but the scenario wasn't impossible. I can't help but think it was all too probable to just be something the community pulled out of thin air.

Of course, I could simply be overthinking things. I should simply be happy the world is okay.


Ah, Minazuki-san, I have to thank you for getting me out of the desert. I don't want to think about what would have happened if I'd stayed there.


[Locked to Yayoi]

So, um...

...

Would it be too much to hope that I simply... imagined our conversation?
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