2073/Starlight Sleepover Snuggles

Starlight Sleepover Snuggles
Date of Scene:	27 October 2016
Location:	Plot Room #1
Synopsis:	Lacrima and Natsumi talk and cuddle n' stuff!
Cast of Characters:	Norie Okana, Natsumi Matsumoto

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Norie Okana has posed:
Manor de' Lacrima- that's what Lacrima has been sarcastically been calling the formerly abandoned manor she's occupied. It's a safe spot, if lonely. Natsumi-chan.

She really...needed her right now. Just to be near her-- or just. Talk to her. Or anything really. So she texts. And she gives the address of the manor.

The exterior is still a little run down, though the front yard seems to be going through landscaping of some sort. It looks almost done--- just tall grass at the edges.

Lacrima is standing on the front steps impatiently waiting for Natsumi Matsumoto to arrive- staring at the ground.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Checking her phone, Natsumi immediately rolled off her bed onto the floor and stood up to slip into going out clothes. She got on her bike and despite the distance, started peddling like a mad woman. No witches, tornadoes, or anything happening along the way to Norie, the most important person.

By the time she slowed to a stop outside Manor de' Lacrima, a name she wasn't aware of, she looked ready to fall over and was barely peddling. Instead relying on just coasting along.

She smiled at Lacrima, lifting a hand in the laziest wave ever but still appearing radiantly happy to see her. "Hey! I came!".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima looks up! Oh! She came! And she looks tired. From peddling her bike!? She huffs. She could had sent a car or something. She gently walks forward. She motions where Natsumi can put her bike away safetly as she turns and motions for Natsumi to follow her into the manor.

The inside has been recently renovated and looks far prettier than the outside.

There's a main living room. Elaborate arching stairs to a second floor. What looks like a sitting or smoking room to the right through a doorway, and a lounge through the other with a greenhouse styled roof.

But she doesn't even sit down. She just kind of. Throws herself. At Natsumi. And hugs.

And she hugs.

It's rare for Norie to initiate hugs. Something's probably wrong.

"I'm so glad you're here." she whispers a bit. "I hate myself so much." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi puts her bike away and follows Norie inside, ooing and awing appropriately at the renovations.

She most definitely wasn't ready to be nearly bowled over by Norie flinging herself upon her, arms enveloping her warmly. Well, not warmly. It is Lacrima so... Coldly? Muggily? Something like that.

She lifts her arms, wrapping them tightly around Lacrima with a soft sound of love. "What's wrong?".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima begins to limp. Immediately. Cold and hard like a corpse. Natsumi most likely has to hold her up. That's easy enough. It's not like she's heavy. The girl is tearing up, just slightly. Purple tears- as always.

"I'm such a mess. I'm useless. I hate this." is all she says for a long few moments.

She then manages to pick herself up and takes Natsumi's hand and leads her to the couch and sits down.

"This is the manor I discovered with Jiaying-chan." she says softly.

"I...I had a dream. And a unicorn acquaintance of mine was there. and so was Jiaying. In the dream. And--and..."

"I learned I can... pass this curse off. To people. In a way. Like... 'turning'... people." she says.

"I hate this. I don't wanna force this on anyone. I can't even deal with it myself..." she says.

"But...but..it's so...."

"/Tempting/." she seethes. "To /make/ someone understand. What it means to be this... /thing/." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi holds Lacrima up, not even once considering not doing so. She lifts a hand to gently rub tears away as they fall. She shakes her head softly when Lacrima says she's useless.

Then she's pulled along the the couch, nestling closely against Lacrima with her hand still clutching Lacrima's cold, clammy one. "I can't say I blame you. Maybe you could find somebody that wants it?". It was the best she had to offer to her girlfriend, and inside she felt bad that she herself didn't want to offer to experience it.

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima sours. "No." she says. "Someone who wants this only wants it to hurt people. and have power." she says. "This power is literally good for nothing else." she says quietly as she crosses her arms. "I don't even know how it fully works and I'm too scared to experiment." she says.

She softly wraps her arms around herself. "Jia-chan says if I do that to anyone, it's something she can't ignore." she says quietly.

"Also..." she says quietly. "The person who hurt me really bad. For the first time. She's trying to... be my friend now..."

"Her name is Amu Hinamori." she says. "She's been... letting me feed from her. But I think it's hurting her, even if she says otherwise." she says quietly as she moves to lean against Natsumi-chan.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi rests her chin again Lacrima's head, an arm around her. You know, typical couple situation.

"I can understand where Jiaying-chan is coming from. I might not be able to ignore it either.". She sighed softly, looking down at Lacrima's purple hair and pale skin and things. "It isn't something I think many others could handle. You're a very strong person, Norie."

"If you're feeding from someone and you think you're hurting them, why not stop? You could feed from me, I'm okay with a little bit of hurt. Especially if it is for you.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima nrg...

Ayana-chan warned her not to do that. That it didn't help Ikiko or Ayana any. Why would it help her and Natsumi-chan? But Ayana also seems bent on ending her now...

She sighs a bit. "I dunno... Natsumi-chan." she says quietly. "It'd be nice... to give Amu-san a break." she says quietly. "But... eventually. I'm just going to mess up anyways." she says.

She closes her eyes. "It hurts. You know. It feels like.. your insides. are freezing. In tiny crystals." she says. "That's what Naru and Amu told me it feels like." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi nuzzles her nose into Lacrima's purple hair. "I think I could handle doing that as long as it was for you. I'd turn to ice if I knew it was helping you. You're that important to me. You're like my Polaris, my North Star.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima manages to blush. Just lightly, a moment. "I'll...think about it." she says. "I just. Don't want to. Do that to you." she says silently. "And who knows if you're even 'good' for me in that manner." she says. "Draining Sailor Moon is like taking purification into myself, for example." she says. "Or so Kunzite says." she huffs.

"I don't want you to feel bad if it ends up hurting me either." she says.

"You know?" she asks silently as she slips back from worried to deadpan relatively easy enough. Not a comfortable tone, but it's more neutral than the tones before.

"Um. Right. This manor. Don't go into the basement." she says. "It hasn't been cleaned out yet and there's like. Old wine. Down there? I'm pretty sure it's all vinegar now or something though." she says. "This place was abandoned for a long time." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi grins devilishly. "Are you sure the wine hasn't just gotten stronger, or maybe there is a secret monster down there you aren't telling me about?".

She pretends to make as if she is rising to go towards the basement, shifting just a little against Lacrima as they sit on the couch.

"Anyway, we'll figure something out. I don't think I taste like a purification bonbon though.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima huhs and blinks. "I'm not sure. Wine is supposed to get better with age? but if it isn't stored right it goes bad." she says. She frowns. "I just don't want you to get sick or step on a nail. Those things won't happen to me but they will to you." she says softly.

She head tilts a little and frowns and goes to grab Natsumi's arm when she pretends to make towards the basement-- but she doesn't move. Oh. She was...

Joking? Teasing? It's hard for Lacrima to figure that out.

"I don't think so either. I thought Amu would. But she doesn't." she says softly.

She Does tap her chin. "I wonder if you taste crabby..."

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi Matsumoto stares blankly at Lacrima. "I do not taste like a crab. I am not crabby. Baaah!". She pokes her lips out, pouting at the reference to her representation of herself through the zodiac.

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima huffs. "Well.... non-magical people. Don't really have a flavor." she says. "I just take their energy." she says. "-and I feel better." she says.

"Magical people--- have. Tastes... or sensations... associated with them like...."

"When I drained... Mamoru." she says. "It felt... I could feel the hot sun and the breeze and ground beneath my feet- and it was really close to feeling human again." she admits. "But he did something to cut it off and it felt awful after." she says.

"Someone else..." she doesn't name names. "Tasted a little cinnamon bun like." she says. "-and Amu tastes something like a peppermint." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Pondering silently, Natsumi wraps her arms back around Lacrima. "Now I really do wonder what I taste like. Crab cakes? Lobster? Butter? Butterscotch? Peaches? Pink grapefruit? Cupcakes? Buttercream frosting? Birthday cake? Licorice?".

She chews her lip thoughtfully. "We can try it one day, but maybe with someone else there in case something weird happens. I think that'd be out best bet for it.".

She nuzzles into Lacrima's purple hair. "Then we can't hurt one another by not stopping what we may do as a reaction.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima head tilts. "Yeah. Amu. She can be the one to watch. She can... hit me with something positive energy-like to knock me off. Or something." she says. "And I don't want this to react badly to you." she admits.

She squints her eyes. "I'm going to take a guess, and guess... Something shellfish like. Like Crab or Lobster... or... maybe...."

"Saltwater Taffy.. if sweet." she says as she leans against Natsumi.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi smiles, supporting Lacrima. "And I don't want anything in me to react to you. Saltwater taffy sounds like a pretty good one. I could handle crab cakes too though. Those are nummy.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima smirks, just lightly. "I dunno if taste is based on personality or emotional make up or weird stuff like that. Like. People always call Amu at school.... 'Cool and Spicy'. And she tastes like a peppermint, which is spicy but also cooling." she says. "So.." she says softly.

She shrugs a bit and just sighs and closes her eyes.

"Thank you for coming over." she says softly. "Next time, I'll get a ride for you to come over." she says quietly.

"That's a long way to ride a bike." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi grins. "I could spend the night. I mean, we go to the same school anyway even if you aren't coming. It isn't that far from here, and I brought a change of clothes in case I got sweaty. I just forgot about them when you tackled me and went to talking and then we were cuddling.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima nods. "Okay." she says quietly. "This house is creaky. It isn't haunted though. Unless you count me. Maybe I haunt this house." she says with a smirk. "There was a cat demon here, but we drove it off and warded the place." she says.

"The beds are large here. Like I said. Some former Rich guys summer manor or something." she says quietly.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi gives a devilish little grin. "Want to share one? We can jump on it and stuff!".

"A cat demon? Did it talk? Was it maybe a magical girl gone bad? One of those sort of things?".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima blinks. "Well there's only two bedrooms that are able to be used yet, and ones is reserved for Jiaying and I respect her privacy to not enter. The others are still being renovated and generally aren't clean yet." she says. "So it's either that or you sleep on the couch." she says. "And that's not comfortable." she says. "I know that much." she says quietly.

She head tilts. "Nope." she says. "Just a demonic entity that was killed or ran off." she says. "The house is clean, and warded." she says. "Jiaying did that."

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi nods. "Same bed it is. Jumping confirmed. Can we have the curtains open? Or is that not okay? I like seeing the stars as I drift off, and the sun is the best alarm there is.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima nods. "The curtains can be opened." she says. "I dunno how good the visibility is from the window, but yeah." she says. "I mean. it doesn't bother me any. And the windows are clean and not cracked or dirty. At least not in the rooms that are renovated and usable." she says.

She head tilts. "I dunno if I'll jump. But you're welcome too." she says. "I don't think that's a thing I did even when I was human though. Brother would just win the pillow fights anyways." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi hugs Lacrima to her chest. "That's alright. I'll jump for us both.".

She seems to frown a little. "You know, you always say when you're human. What if you're still human, just different? Magic doesn't change who you are, I think. It doesn't make you entirely something new, does it?".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima frowns. "I'm still a person. I think things and have intelligence." she says. "But that is literally the only thing that separates me from... those things you fight, or a creature from the Dusk Zone." she says.

"I don't... have... organs. Or blood. I'm just. This mass of... dark energy." she says. "That has intelligence." she says.

"I know this because I've been stabbed and cut and have had limbs removed in fights." she says. "And it's just.. black. and ichor." she says.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi nods softly, tugging at her charm bracelet as her arms rest in front of Lacrima. "Maybe we could make you a new body one day.... Out of love.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima frowns. "I dunno. You should speak to. Jiaying." she says. "She says that, Ayana did something that... 'split me'? and that I was acting more like... 'myself'-- that is...more 'Norie' than. This thing." she says.

"She also said I said things but won't tell me what I said." she says. "I have other memories of fighting Ayana in some dark place taking up the same time frame in my head and when I guess the 'two came back together' it's just a mess of trying to remember two different things at the same time." she admits.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi plucks hard at her charm bracelet, the string apparently elastic since it springs back against her wrist and leaving a red spot blossoming.

"I guess I'll talk to her. What about this Ayana? Could I talk to her maybe?". She didn't sound particularly hopeful, which made sense considering Norie had just said this girl attacked her.

"I've asked the stars before and they don't tell me anything about it. I think they consider you a distraction from what they want me to do, but they can kiss my star-speckled bum. I can carve my own way in the stars sometimes.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima frowns. "Ayana seems. Very upset with me. I know that. I'm sure she intends to try to kill me. I remember that much." she says. "So it's up to you. She'll probably try to make you stay away, at minimum, from me." she says quietly.

"Jiaying is my friend. You can talk to her easily." she says.

She frowns. "Considering I don't know about myself sometimes, It doesn't surprise me that the stars don't either." she says softly.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
"Maybe I can talk some sense into this Ayana person then. There has to be a way aside from killing you to make things better.". Natsumi shifts, tilting her head. "Want to go up to the room? We can talk more there.".

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima stands up and gently motions for Natsumi to follow her up the stairs. There's a balcony up here. This place is pretty ritzy. She walks down the west hall and toward's a door that she merely opens and lets Natsumi walk into, before closing the door.

The bedroom has a luxirous fuzz carpet, a big bed, with a canopy even, and antique furniture.

"I don't sleep here often. I don't wanna get too attached to...properly living here." she says quietly.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi rushes past Lacrima, tossing herself into the cushioness of the large bed. "Amazing! Not ideal for jumping, but definitely ideal for princess dreams.".

She sits up, beckoning Lacrima now. "Do you have a brush? I'll brush your hair like a maid-servant secretly in love with the princess she's maid-in-waiting for's hair.". She blushes a little bit.

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima blinks. "Um..." she motions to the vanity. "Somewhere. In there." she says quietly. She head tilts. She doesn't seem to mind the idea of having her hair brushed it seems. She gently sits and purses her lips, as she sits on the side of the bed.

"Um... right.." she says as she walks over to the window a moment and opens the curtains. She sits back down on the side of the bed.

Natsumi Matsumoto has posed:
Natsumi tumbles off the bed and stands to go over to the vanity, digging through drawers for the brush and vastly disturbing their contents until she finds it.

She settled neatly behind Lacrima, legs folded in her lap as she begins to slowly brush her hair. "One for the love.... Two for the kiss... Three for all the things I miss... Four for that feeling of bliss.... Five for the pain when it is all gone...". She continues, counting upwards with different things interchanging as she goes.

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima seems to be comfortable to sit there and feel her hair be brushed. Her hair is deep purple- as always and feels like some sort of silk. She listens to the counting up and just blushes softly to herself. She sits there, indeed, like a princess- or perhaps a countess, getting her hair brushed.

Countess sounds more right in her head. She knows why. She ignores it.

She looks at the window.

"Six.... pickup..stix?..." she asks.

Yeah. She's bad at that.