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Ikeda Kiriko | 池田 妃凛子 ([info]apathyisboring) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-01-10 17:55:00

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Entry tags:open thread, renju

Obon Obon Obon Obon Obon
WHO: Everyone
WHAT: Obon
WHERE: The Shrine
WHEN: Obon
WHY: It's Obon!



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[info]kidsthesedays
2010-01-16 08:47 am UTC (link)
There were a lot of graves he had to clean, during Obon. Obviously, all of them were family; everyone else had privacy regarding this he could respect. As it was, his grandfather had a lot of brothers, all save one older. Most of them were dead, several of them for reasons that weren't old age or illness. Yuuto had never met any of them, other than the younger granduncle, once. He liked to imagine that they were people worth meeting, had he been around to actually meet them.

He set down the bucket of next to the Grave #3, and poured water over it. His grandparents were busy attending to another one, at the moment.

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[info]lotus_beyond
2010-01-19 12:47 pm UTC (link)
The faint murmur of Renju's chanting preceded her through the graveyard, mostly swallowed though it was by the unusual bustle of the place. She was just wandering, lost in her own thoughts, and so she was somewhat surprised to stumble across a faintly familiar face.

Had it been any of the others (save a few), she would have simply moved on; Yuuto, though, she hadn't seen in quite some time, and given everything that had been happening, she'd been somewhat concerned. Before Paradise, she'd never expected that she'd feel relief that a near-stranger was safe, but there it was.

She finished the verse she was working on and stood back quietly, not wanting to disturb the grave-cleaning. She had nothing so important to say that it couldn't wait.

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