open, catch-all for december (spring)

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🎮WHO: Lucia and you
🎮WHAT: Bonus effects, other things
🎮WHEN: Through Spring
🎮WHERE: Throughout the island
🎮WARNINGS: n/a, will add as needed. Plotting is here

a rainy day - 10th

[ Today is supposed to be nice and sunny, and it is on most places throughout the island. Everywhere except the area immediately above Lucia, apparently. Wherever she walks, rain clouds follow up above, and there's a light drizzle that sprinkles down towards her. She doesn't have an umbrella. She just seems to be zoned out, walking to her destination: The library.

She's also trying to look at who's in the area, so as to not get them caught up in the drizzling. She'll make an attempt to swerve out of the way of anyone who's passing by, which looks rather odd. Hm. ]

a teenager - 11th

[ There's a girl, somewhere between 15 and 16 years old, with long red hair roaming around. There are two people who currently fit this description, but the glasses give her away – this is not Diluc, this is Lucia. She's currently sitting under a tree in the shade, somewhere near town, pressing buttons on her phone. There's a disgruntled look on her face. Seems like she can't get something to work.

She ends up looking pretty huffy before she shoves her phone back into her pocket. Then, she rises to her feet and starts speed walking towards the shops. Where is she going...? ]

farming - throughout the month

[ Anyone who's passing by the Lucia-Gentaro forest farm may catch her outside at any given point during the day. She's getting to work on her farm, and there appears to be a small assortment of mushrooms growing! How nice. There's also a small patch of flowers that are also in the process of growing. Seems like things are going decently.

There's also a little calico cat that's roaming around outside, circling around Lucia at times. The cat will let out a little "meow" if she spots a visitor, and trot up to the newcomer. This will alert Lucia, and she'll turn to whoever's at her farm and stand up rather quickly. ]

Hello... Do you need something?

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beach date / campfire!!

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[ After quite a long walk from the forest, Lucia and Noé finally reach their destination—the beach. Despite the sunny weather, it's definitely too cold still to swim, but there's still plenty of things to do. After finding a nice spot and unfolding a blanket, they can finally rest for a bit.

Not that Noé can remain in one place for too long—it's his first time on a beach. Before long, he manages to find a stick and starts writing in sand and shows it to Lucia, quite proudly:

Lucia's cooking is the best! ]

Look, someone left a message.

[ Who could that be!! Not that guy with the stick. ]

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[ She'd been too busy setting up to notice Noe even take the stick, and when he addresses her, she looks at the writing with wide eyes. Her cheeks turn red, and she's stunned into silence for a bit.

Then, she starts tripping over her words. ]

Wh- Noe! Y-you wrote that, right?

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Not at all! It was here all the time!!

[ He can't lie, so he panics. Hopefully, it's obvious enough that he's behind it, and if it's not, Noé's going to out himself sooner rather than later. ]

I can't be the only one thinking that!

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[ It is extremely obvious, but she's very flattered. ]

Hey...you don't have to freak out! This was really nice of you. Thank you, Noe!

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[ Since the cat is out of the bag, Noé changes the writing a little, so it now says:

Lucia is the best!

This time, he just grins instead of panicking. ]

Both are true.

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Oh my gosh-

[ Help. She's so red that her blush goes up her ears now, and she looks at him again and takes in his grin. He's so precious. Help. ]

N-no, that's...ah, that's too nice of you...

[ But she'll use her finger to write more messily: ]

NOE IS VERY KIND!

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Is it really too nice if it's the truth?

[ Then, Noé peeks at what Lucia wrote and at the very least she's not the only one blushing now. ]

I've been wondering... we're all from different worlds and places. What is your world like?

[ It's a very sudden change of topic and he's anything but subtle... it's just hard to contain his curiosity. ]

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[ She's quick to adjust with the subject change, because that's what Noe seems to want. Even so, she's quiet for a moment, and her expression turns into something a little less energetic. ]

It's nothing great.

[ ... ]

What about yours?

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[ That is such a sad answer that Noé regrets bringing it up a little. ]

What makes you say that? If you don't mind me asking.

[ He's known for his incurable curiosity, but he wants to stay mindful about other 's circumstances at the same time. ]

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[ Well...she wouldn't tell this to any old person, but she likes Noe quite a fair amount, so she decides it'll be okay to be honest about it. ]

My version of earth is ruled by gods and goddesses who only value those who can inherit their abilities. A good portion of the population can. If you're one of the unlucky ones who can't, you're looked down upon.

[ ... ]

I've always been known as a cursed child, for that very reason.

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[ Noé listens to her with utmost care, soaking every single word in. It's quite fascinating how different the other worlds can be, though he's more interested in Lucia's circumstances rather than the gods and goddesses from her home. ]

I'm a cursed child, too! In a way.

[ In what world these words would be considered as comforting? In this one. Without thinking, Noé rests his hands on Lucia's shoulders, his eyes wide open and focused on her. ]

Well, there are more cursed people than me... [ His gaze shifts to the side for a moment, subtly indicating that this is a difficult topic for him. ] But... gods of your world must be blind.

[ How would anyone dare to even think of Lucia as cursed? Noé doesn't understand that at all. ]

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You...you, too?

[ She can understand why they think she's no good. She can understand why she's an outcast. But Noe, who's been nothing but kind and friendly and energetic -- how? ]

But why? You're...you're so sweet and well-meaning. I don't understand.

[ She's touched by his words, but truthfully, Noe deserves to be freed from that label more than she does. ]

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And I don't understand how anyone could look down upon you, Lucia.

[ It's genuinely upsetting that some gods can decide how someone will be perceived for the rest of their lives. ]

It's just... incomprehensible to me. You're so kind and warm.

[ It's not just that, to be honest. Noé, as a person who always tries to get to the bottom of things, simply doesn't want to understand this twisted logic. ]

Everyone from my family is granted the ability to read memories of others. [ He takes a deep breath. ] I'm not a human in the first place, I should have told you that sooner.

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[ She's unsure of how to respond to Noe's generosity. She's tempted to refute it, tell him he doesn't know about all the mistakes she's made, but his confession catches her by surprise. ]

Not human? ... What do you mean?

[ It doesn't sound like she's offended, though. Just very surprised. ]

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[ He could be extra and start sparkling show his fangs, but the last thing he wants is to startle Lucia. This date is something Noé's been looking for, so ending it abruptly on such a note would be absolutely terrible. Still, for some reason he clings to the hope that she'll just accept the truth. ]

I'm a vampire. I can read memories through someone's blood. B-But I won't do anything to you, I promise.

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...Hang on...

[ For a moment, she looks like she's taking this in, trying to process what he's just said. It'd probably be easy for him to interpret this as Lucia realizing he's a vampire and not being a fan of that. Instead, what comes out of her mouth may be something unexpected: ]

But...I fed you stew! Was that something you were able to eat?! Or – does the Goddess have a special diet for you? It didn't hurt your stomach, did it? How am I supposed to prepare something for you later on?

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[ Then, it's Noé's time to process all of the questions. He watches Lucia in silence, confusion painted all over his face before he bursts out laughing. ]

The Goddess didn't have to do anything, that's just how I am. I can eat normal food and drink blood. [ It's difficult not to chuckle throughout that explanation, but he manages to do it somehow. ] Are these your only concerns?

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Y-yes, mostly!

[ She's glad that he didn't get a stomach ache from eating normal food. It's good to know that it was still acceptable... ]

Um...I won't say that I'm used to being around people who aren't human, but we do have the gods walk among us sometimes like the Goddess does here, and...I've seen many people use their abilities, so... I don't think you're as cursed as you think you are.

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[ People seeing him as a freak or a threat suddenly don't matter that much after her words. ]

Well, neither are you, I think. And I definitely wouldn't call you a child either.

[ Yes, he took the cursed child literally. ]

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[ She can say the same. The way Noé's breaching this subject is really...wholesome? Noé is just kind of a wholesome person in general. ]

Heh...thank you. I'm 21, so I haven't been a child in a while, now.

[ She'll roll with it, no worries. ]

What about you?

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I'm 19. [ It's a bit surprising to him that he's actually younger. ] When is your birthday? Mine is on the 28th September.

[ At least this is a more natural transition than What is your world like? ]

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[ Likewise, she's surprised that she's older, but it isn't a big deal. She'll remember his birthday and nods to make that know; as for her own... ]

April 25th. I don't really know how the calendar works here, though.

[ Are months a thing? Seems like only seasons exist... ]

What do you like to do on your birthdays?

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It's so soon! [ Not that he has any idea how months work here, but if it's Spring and April is a spring month... Noé can easily translate that to how time flows on this island. ] Just in a few days!

[ She can't convince him otherwise. ]

I usually spend it with a dear friend, assuming she has time...

[ For the most of his birthdays he didn't even have any means to celebrate, so welp. ]

More importantly, what do you like to do on your birthdays!

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Oh...is it? I didn't even...

[ She had no idea. She didn't realize that was even a thing that anyone would care about, but Noe apparently does. It's very sweet, and he's so excited... ]

Um, well, I...I spent most of my birthdays having a quiet dinner with my parents, and played games for the rest of the night. I guess I don't really have a preference on what I'd like to do.

[ A beat, then: ]

Were you thinking about something?

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I mean... it's Spring, right? And your birthday is in spring. Even if it's not the exact date, I want to celebrate.

[ Let's just cram all spring months into one month called Spring and call it a day is what Noé is saying. ]

Games like Twister? [ He's new to this business... ] We can do that! Or something else. I'll think about it!