[It is Yasuho's second season at the Castle. While Gold is Greatness, she hasn't felt especially great. Her Maker has been merciful- it helps that despite her mood, she's still done well with the courts as she studied- but she does not feel 'great'. Truthfully, she hasn't felt 'great' since the batch of foundlings arrived at the end of November, a familiar face among them.
It is with such a mood that the young novice goes to sleep that evening, and it is perhaps because of that mood that her dreams lead her to a scene from when she was much, much, much smaller.
Back when she showed 'potential', perhaps.
It is Late.
A young Yasuho should not be out this late at night. Not even in Gold territory, where in theory there are no 'true monsters' who would roam the streets- let alone the streets of a city. The little girl is alone though, which really won't do. Her 'friends' have left her behind to skip home, and she herself now sits on a swing.
Alone.
At least until a figure- unidentifiable, cloaked in the gold of summer- steps forward.
Perhaps with someone else. Someone who wasn't actually there.
Someone who's wandered into this dream unexpected.
Yasuho dreams. ....but not all dreams are pleasant.
It is Day. The sun shines brilliantly. Yasuho wears not the garb of a woman growing used to the privledges of being a castle novice, but instead the gown of a maiden coming of age, ready to be courted. She seems nervous. But she seems happy- she leaves her house to greet a young man with a bit of a gap in his teeth, and a smile is on her face.]
Josuke! I was waiting- it feels like we haven't talked in ages...I know it's only been a few days, but even so...
[He seems to reciprocate. His smile is as wide and warm as she remembers.
And then the clouds begin to roll in. And the smile seems...fake.
Because this is a nightmare.]
...Josuke?
[And Yasuho has been avoiding Josuke since the minute he arrived for a reason, a reason that now colors every memory she has.]
{A NIGHTMARISH CURSE - Prompts in Underline}
[She's screaming- but perhaps that's no surprise if anyone saw the earlier nightmares. It doesn't take much for things to descend into a curse after all, and soon enough that means she's stuck the way many others are; screaming, hands digging into the covers of the bed, eyes screwed shut so tightly they might bleed.
They do, in fact, after a point- tears of blood from the eyes, even if just a trickle.
(Maybe there's something to be said about true love's kiss? Or maybe just a kiss. Anything to stop the bleeding.)
Awake, and she's not exactly keen on seeing anyone. Well, not seeing anyone awake at least, but even then she'd rather not. Experiencing a nightmare's curse is a fantastic inspiration to try and get rid of it before it plagues anyone else too heavily, so she can be found mostly in her room; at a desk, notes and books around her, the woman huffing and scowling at what she has.
Come in unnanounced, and one might hear her mutter-]
And of course I can't try entering their mind, I'll just get cursed again...
[This is exhausting!]
{THE WINTER GAMES}
[But enough about dreams, and nightmares, and things! Once curses are settled and out of the way, everyone is too focused on sports to even think about what just happened- actually, plenty were more focused on sports before dreams were resolved, but in Yasuho's case she won't be caught dead or undead near the events until then.
The thing is though, she wasn't exactly a sporty sort to begin with- she was definitely one of those 'avoid as many physically oriented classes as possible' sorts for her first season, and it's showing even now. Take a look over her shoulder in the stands. Are those...
Yasuho Hirose | JJBA-Part 8 | Gold Court | Novice | TDM
[It is Yasuho's second season at the Castle. While Gold is Greatness, she hasn't felt especially great. Her Maker has been merciful- it helps that despite her mood, she's still done well with the courts as she studied- but she does not feel 'great'. Truthfully, she hasn't felt 'great' since the batch of foundlings arrived at the end of November, a familiar face among them.
It is with such a mood that the young novice goes to sleep that evening, and it is perhaps because of that mood that her dreams lead her to a scene from when she was much, much, much smaller.
Back when she showed 'potential', perhaps.
It is Late.
A young Yasuho should not be out this late at night. Not even in Gold territory, where in theory there are no 'true monsters' who would roam the streets- let alone the streets of a city. The little girl is alone though, which really won't do. Her 'friends' have left her behind to skip home, and she herself now sits on a swing.
Alone.
At least until a figure- unidentifiable, cloaked in the gold of summer- steps forward.
Perhaps with someone else. Someone who wasn't actually there.
Someone who's wandered into this dream unexpected.
Yasuho dreams. ....but not all dreams are pleasant.
It is Day. The sun shines brilliantly. Yasuho wears not the garb of a woman growing used to the privledges of being a castle novice, but instead the gown of a maiden coming of age, ready to be courted. She seems nervous. But she seems happy- she leaves her house to greet a young man with a bit of a gap in his teeth, and a smile is on her face.]
Josuke! I was waiting- it feels like we haven't talked in ages...I know it's only been a few days, but even so...
[He seems to reciprocate. His smile is as wide and warm as she remembers.
And then the clouds begin to roll in. And the smile seems...fake.
Because this is a nightmare.]
...Josuke?
[And Yasuho has been avoiding Josuke since the minute he arrived for a reason, a reason that now colors every memory she has.]
{A NIGHTMARISH CURSE - Prompts in Underline}
[She's screaming- but perhaps that's no surprise if anyone saw the earlier nightmares. It doesn't take much for things to descend into a curse after all, and soon enough that means she's stuck the way many others are; screaming, hands digging into the covers of the bed, eyes screwed shut so tightly they might bleed.
They do, in fact, after a point- tears of blood from the eyes, even if just a trickle.
(Maybe there's something to be said about true love's kiss? Or maybe just a kiss. Anything to stop the bleeding.)
Awake, and she's not exactly keen on seeing anyone. Well, not seeing anyone awake at least, but even then she'd rather not. Experiencing a nightmare's curse is a fantastic inspiration to try and get rid of it before it plagues anyone else too heavily, so she can be found mostly in her room; at a desk, notes and books around her, the woman huffing and scowling at what she has.
Come in unnanounced, and one might hear her mutter-]
And of course I can't try entering their mind, I'll just get cursed again...
[This is exhausting!]
{THE WINTER GAMES}
[But enough about dreams, and nightmares, and things! Once curses are settled and out of the way, everyone is too focused on sports to even think about what just happened- actually, plenty were more focused on sports before dreams were resolved, but in Yasuho's case she won't be caught dead or undead near the events until then.
The thing is though, she wasn't exactly a sporty sort to begin with- she was definitely one of those 'avoid as many physically oriented classes as possible' sorts for her first season, and it's showing even now. Take a look over her shoulder in the stands. Are those...
Notes?? She's Gold not Silver isn't she?!]