001: Strange Treasures (Video; un: ushiromiya_eva)

[angerintomiracles]

[The video starts with Eva carefully propping up her phone on the table in her room, then staring at it for a moment- just to make sure it was actually recording.

If this actually worked, it would be nothing short of a miracle, given her image of a high-tech phone was something with a rotary dial and earpiece, and certainly not one capable of sending moving images like she'd seen on the network so far. Thankfully, it hadn't taken her too long to find the option to do so, but she still didn't entirely trust it...

Judging from that timer ticking up along the top of the picture though, it was probably recording! So, Eva cleared her throat, and started her broadcast.]

Hello. Eva Ushiromiya speaking.

[Pause...wait, no, you finished the message then sent it out, didn't you? So it was more like a letter in that sense, right?]

Right- Well, I had a question regarding the items that were in our assigned apartments when we first arrived. Whilst one set of clothes were indeed mine, I believe there has been some confusion with the rest. I've been given a dress that is for someone much older than me, a key that doesn't fit anything in the apartment, and a couple of things that belong to my Father.

Has anyone else's belongings got mixed up, or is it just mine?

Oh, and what's everyone figured out about the different magics so far? We'll get this figured out better if we pool our learnings. I was assigned Spring and seem to have air elemental powers, but I'm going to look into it more closely tomorrow.

[A pause, before she decided to end it there.]

Well, excuse me.

Comments

[angerintomiracles]

[Hearing this person say all that...it felt strangely warm.

Yes, there was part of Eva who wanted to compare herself to these women that he knew- to argue that if they had it so easy then they were nowhere near as tough as he was claiming, not compared to her- but the other part of her grasped onto that sense of validation and held on tight.

There was hope. Things would change.

And a more childlike giggle escaped her as she subconsciously clutched the small key close. Perhaps he was right, miracles and magic really could happen, in her world.]

...I'm glad. Really glad.

[As for the key...the fact that it was something he didn't know actually leant credibility to what he'd already said so far. If he was making all this up, he'd have an explanation for this too, right?]

A diary... hm. Maybe. It certainly doesn't fit anything in the apartment. I wonder if it belongs to future-me, too?

[violetlies]

[So much as Sayo had spoken of the Ushiromiyas in honesty - they were a broken family, full of broken people - this was a very different Eva Ushiromiya than the one he'd heard of. One who seemed comfortable in herself instead of putting on some grand image, one who hadn't grown the thorns she'd be known for later in life. She's someone who he can imagine being friends with, in fact. A resilient young lady with some hope still left in her heart.

Kaede or Shuichi could've truly brought that out, if they were here and knew what he did, but instead there was...him.

Still, it seemed to be enough. For now.]

Neeheeheehee. I'm glad to hear it.

And yeah, that's the most likely scenario. I was brought here with some stuff, too, but I recognize pretty much all of it 'cause it's my stuff from Trench.

[He isn't supposed to have a future.

So no wonder he has no future possessions.]

[angerintomiracles]

[It would be a few more years until the fractures in her psyche truly started to tear into her. Sure, the teenager he was talking to now was abrasive, stubborn and feisty, but it was a far cry from the woman she would become. One who lost sight of the magic she could call upon.

As for this mysterious person who had gotten a glimpse of her future, he was sharp, with a good sense of humour. She liked that.]

Trench huh... hey, if you said 'pretty much all of it' that means there's at least something there you don't recognise, right? Did you get anything weird?

...There's a couple of things here that belong to my Father, too, but I know what they are at least.

[The question was why she had them.]

Oh- you know my name, but you never told me yours. What should I call you?

[violetlies]

It's more things I haven't seen in a while. [Kokichi moved back, holding up one of his items.] Like these. [He shakes a small purple bag back and forth.] There's bombs in here. Shaped like dice. My friend Ruby back in Trench made these. So I can't waste 'em. Got some extra clothes...oh.

[He holds up a music box.]

I dunno if it'll work over the network, but. This should play a song that calms you, no matter what. A fortune teller gave me it when I talked with her a bit. She was lonely, so she was grateful.

[Oh, right, his name,]

Kokichi. Name's Kokichi Oma. Nice to meetcha.

[angerintomiracles]

If they're bombs, are you sure you should be shaking them like that? Not like I'm waving Father's shotgun around.

[Three guesses what else came with her.]

...You'll have to show me the music box in person at some point, then, Kokichi-kun. Nice to meet you too.