Kamiyama Midori (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lightofhokkaido) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nosuchplace,@ 2009-01-15 23:51:00 |
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Monday: November 5, 2007
Who: Midori and Mitsuko
When: Afternoon
Where: The Cafe
What: Campaigning and Mother-Daughter Talk
Italics=Japanese speech
Midori was dressed in her one of her best kimonos, her hair primly pinned up and her features flawlessly enhanced by both makeup and illusion. She wanted to display herself as perfectly as possible for today.
Despite the cool weather, she was outside of the cafe, a pile of flyers clasped in her delicate hands.
Mitsuko was close by, cleaning up the remanents of a chair that had been destroyed in the harpy attack. She looked over at Midori warily. "Are you sure you want to do this out here, Mother? It's rather chilly."
"I can reach the most people out here." She cast her daughter a disparaging look. "I'm surprised you care at all for my welfare."
Mitsuko smiled tightly. "It wouldn't look too good if my mother died of pneumonia at my place of work on my shift."
Midori sniffed derisively. "You know very well we cannot catch pneumonia. Besides, this is nothing compared to home." She softened for a moment. "Thank you for allowing me to campaign here."
Mitsuko shrugged dismissively. "My nominee decided not to run..." She let out a small laugh. "Besides, if you get elected, you'll be too busy bossing everyone else around to bother with me." She took one of Midori's flyers, looking it over. "These aren't bad. How in the world did you get them to look like this?"
Midori took the flyer back from Mitsuko. "Despite what you might believe, I'm not a completely backwards bumpkin."
Mitsuko looked at her mother in disbelief.
Midori rolled her eyes. "I traded an old kimono with a human with... Electronic things. Happy? Now, go do your job." She said the final word with pure contempt.
With a shrug, Mitsuko went off back into the cafe to serve the customers, while Midori stayed outside.
Using her most commanding voice, Midori spoke to the citizens of Elysium who were making their way passed the cafe, surveying the damage left from the Harpies or else trying to get on with their normal lives. "I'm Midori Kamiyama and I am running for Vice Council," she said importantly. "I'm here today to answer any questions you might have as to how I will serve the citizens of Elysium." She found this entire exercise rather crass. Imagine, the Light of Hokkaido having to beg and scrape for votes. But she had to appear as a woman of the people. Only a scant few knew of her command. Now she needed the rest to know.
Who: Midori and Mitsuko
When: Afternoon
Where: The Cafe
What: Campaigning and Mother-Daughter Talk
Italics=Japanese speech
Midori was dressed in her one of her best kimonos, her hair primly pinned up and her features flawlessly enhanced by both makeup and illusion. She wanted to display herself as perfectly as possible for today.
Despite the cool weather, she was outside of the cafe, a pile of flyers clasped in her delicate hands.
Mitsuko was close by, cleaning up the remanents of a chair that had been destroyed in the harpy attack. She looked over at Midori warily. "Are you sure you want to do this out here, Mother? It's rather chilly."
"I can reach the most people out here." She cast her daughter a disparaging look. "I'm surprised you care at all for my welfare."
Mitsuko smiled tightly. "It wouldn't look too good if my mother died of pneumonia at my place of work on my shift."
Midori sniffed derisively. "You know very well we cannot catch pneumonia. Besides, this is nothing compared to home." She softened for a moment. "Thank you for allowing me to campaign here."
Mitsuko shrugged dismissively. "My nominee decided not to run..." She let out a small laugh. "Besides, if you get elected, you'll be too busy bossing everyone else around to bother with me." She took one of Midori's flyers, looking it over. "These aren't bad. How in the world did you get them to look like this?"
Midori took the flyer back from Mitsuko. "Despite what you might believe, I'm not a completely backwards bumpkin."
Mitsuko looked at her mother in disbelief.
Midori rolled her eyes. "I traded an old kimono with a human with... Electronic things. Happy? Now, go do your job." She said the final word with pure contempt.
With a shrug, Mitsuko went off back into the cafe to serve the customers, while Midori stayed outside.
Using her most commanding voice, Midori spoke to the citizens of Elysium who were making their way passed the cafe, surveying the damage left from the Harpies or else trying to get on with their normal lives. "I'm Midori Kamiyama and I am running for Vice Council," she said importantly. "I'm here today to answer any questions you might have as to how I will serve the citizens of Elysium." She found this entire exercise rather crass. Imagine, the Light of Hokkaido having to beg and scrape for votes. But she had to appear as a woman of the people. Only a scant few knew of her command. Now she needed the rest to know.