Mary (
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ellipsanet2023-12-10 06:08 pm
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001: Art Calendar, Video; un: @)-,--
Hello!
[There's a bit of fumbling as Mary tries to balance her device on the desk in her room, glancing behind her to make sure nothing she was trying to hide appeared in the frame. All clear, good!
Don't mind the excitable small child, Ellipsa!]
So that idol said that we should all make calendars for next year, and I wanna try and make one too! I think we should draw something and then I can make a calendar with everyone's art. Who wants to join in? I'll start-
[She reaches off to one side before holding up her sketchbook to show a brightly coloured crayon drawing of different flowers in red, blue and yellow.]
...
Something like that!
Who else is making calendars anyway? I want to hear all about them.
[There's a bit of fumbling as Mary tries to balance her device on the desk in her room, glancing behind her to make sure nothing she was trying to hide appeared in the frame. All clear, good!
Don't mind the excitable small child, Ellipsa!]
So that idol said that we should all make calendars for next year, and I wanna try and make one too! I think we should draw something and then I can make a calendar with everyone's art. Who wants to join in? I'll start-
[She reaches off to one side before holding up her sketchbook to show a brightly coloured crayon drawing of different flowers in red, blue and yellow.]
...
Something like that!
Who else is making calendars anyway? I want to hear all about them.

VIdeo | UN: mayorinfan35
I'll support your calendar. Can I call dibs on May?
[He wants to paint a cute Mayorin for his birth month!! It'll definitely make everyone who buys the calendar happy!]
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[She's happy to hear from him! And is having a curious little peak at the background of his video.]
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[He's on break from his patrol in Frostreign of all places, sitting on a bench with his Shinsengumi coat worn over his police uniform. Besides the snowy branches behind him, some stream from his paper cup coffee rises in front of the camera.]
Spoilers ahoy - Hiji how do you manage to unlock spoilers even in the fluff threads
Oh- wait, that's right, normal humans had birthdays, didn't they? But what would that be for her? She wasn't sure exactly what day her Father finished painting her, so that wouldn't do.
She had to think of something quickly-...maybe, maybe the date she first arrived in this world. That was her first time coming into a 'real' world, right? So that'd do!]
Oh, um- October 14th-
[Quick, change the subject!]
Hey, it looks really really cold where you are, where are you?
He just asks the right (wrong?) questions without realising!
Frostreign, the wintermost district. I'm working here today.
[She probably sticks to the city centre rather than travelling around alone, he assumes, but it seems like she knows what snow is! Maybe they get cold winters where she's from, too.]
Do you want to draw the calendar picture for October, then?
It's his hidden talent!
You've gotta make a snow angel whilst you're there, those are the rules.
[Priorities!]
And sure, I'll do October if no one else wants to, I don't mind! There's fun things in all the different months to draw- oh, if it's October I could try and draw something spooky.
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[He definitely never does anything childish!! He's a respectable grown-up!]
Will you draw the candles, too? You know, maybe next October will be easier for you if you've mastered fire resistance by then.
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Wait, you mean grown-ups can't just do fun things like make snow angels whenever they want?? I thought the whole point of growing up was that you had the freedom to do all that stuff all the time!
[Has she been lied to??]
Draw the candles...I could do. I hadn't thought about it. Fire shouldn't be brought near artwork but I suppose you can still make artwork of fire.
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[Could he paint the picture of adulthood any bleaker?!]
You take your art quite seriously, hm?
[For such a young girl, she's already quite dedicated to the safety measures around artworks!]
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[What a bleak world adults must live in, if they couldn’t even play without someone telling them off??
Still, the question made her falter, and she gave a quick nod. Had she said too much? Ib was always considerate of the artwork in the Fabricated World right up until the end…]
Of course! …My Father’s a painter, so I know about things like that. People who’d damage artwork like that are meanest of all.
[She did think that maybe it was obvious to not bring fire around paintings, but that didn’t stop Garry waving his lighter around in a blackout at the gallery!]
What do your parents do, Hijikata?
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His smile deepens at her earnestly protective attitude towards art. She's a good kid, really. But then she asks about his parents... oh dear. Hopefully his answer won't upset her. He'll try to say it gently!]
My parents aren't alive anymore. But that's alright; I'm old enough to look after myself.
[He wasn't old enough when they died, that's for sure. He never even got to meet his father, and his mother passed away when he was 6. If not for his oldest brother, no one would have taken care of him - not emotionally, in any case.]
tw child death mention
[Blink- blink- Mary didn't entirely have her head around the concept of death in its entirety. She'd died, yes, and it was painful and awful and scary, but she wasn't human. A human death was a little more abstract.
All the same, she understood enough to know that meant he didn't have parents anymore, and a small frown came into her face.]
...That must be lonely. Are you okay?
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[He's just going to gloss over all the ways in which they aren't!]
Here on Ellipsa, I live with my student, and I have a whole bunch of friends, so I don't get lonely at all.
[He can say that truthfully. He really is a lucky man, when he stops to think about it.]
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That's good. It's horrid being all alone, so I'm glad you have lots of friends.
...I want to make lots of friends in this world too!
[As she spoke, she picked up her phone and sat back down on her bed with it, still happily chatting away.
In the background, three creepy-cute blue dolls were sat by the pillow- a large one and two smaller ones.
...Was that large one staring at the camera? It had to just be the angle of the shot...right?]
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[He wishes her that, all the more since it seems like she has experience with loneliness, which a girl this young really shouldn't have. Does her painter father not spend enough time with her back home?
His encouraging smile gradually thins out as he notices that big blue doll staring at him. Well, of course it's not really staring... right?]
Ah... those dolls, did they come with you from home?
[Whoever gave them to her has awful taste!! They look creepy! But he's got to be polite. Children's toys are their friends, after all.]
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[There was still a doubt in the back of her mind, of course. If anyone found out the truth about her, then...
Well, she couldn't think about that right now.]
Yes, they're my friends...there's more of them back home but only these three came with me. Back home there's enough to fill an entire room!
[Isn't that nice!]
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Why, that's... that wonderful.
[That doll just seems to keep staring at him... luckily, the ringing of a belltower in the vicinity saves him from the awkwardness of wanting to get away from it.]
Ah, sorry Mary, but I've got to get back to work over here.
[He gets up from his bench, suddenly feeling the cold creep into his bones (no, it's not fear; it's the cold!!).]
You can count me in for the calendar. I'll deliver my paining to you before the end of the year!
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She seemed to take his words at face value, though, giving a quick nod.]
Don't work too hard! You gotta have energy left to paint with later!
[She'll let him go for now, either way. He clearly had work to be doing.]
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Don't worry, I've got a lot of energy!
[That much is true... and you know what, maybe he will make a snow angel! The snow in this park looks delightfully fluffy, and it'd distract him from the lingering mental image of that creepy doll.]