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[attr="class","ktitle"]Storm Sheltered

[attr="class","kcontent"]With each crash of lightning, the ball that was Ruhi clutched itself harder. She grabbed herself tighter and tighter as if eventually she would pop out of existence and away from the incoming storm. Reality was cruel, and that never came to pass. What did happen was the storm continued and her heart continued under the unbridled force of her own anxieties.

It was the best example of an unexplained fear. Ruhi, during her work, had faced off against many sorts of mages and magics. Fire, ice, water, metal, these were all elements that she tackled each day and have never elicited such a response from her. During these dangerous jobs her life was put on the line in more ways than a storm could ever offer. The irrationality of her response was not lost on her, and yet she could not carry herself. She could not pick herself up from the floor. All she could do in wait and cry until the storm met its end.

There would be another out though. A way for her to rid the storm and anxiety from her mind. Could she find something to distract her long enough, she would be able to become ignorant of the surrounding weather and continue on, hopefully until the storm had shifted. This opportunity would find itself in the form of a stranger concerned for her well-being.

Stuck within her bout of anxiety, Haruhi had not noticed another person nearby. Not when she was dashing in the direction of her next mission and not after she had chosen to escape into the foreign building. But she was not so far gone that she could not hear that person enter the building and then approach. She was not so distraught that she would ignore the woman’s question.

At that time there would be a lull in the storm. It was a period without any flashes. There would be no hints of rumbling. It was enough for Haruhi to stop bracing herself and look up at the unexpected face.

Her lungs were heaving. Though the question remained on her mind, she could not speak as her chest tried to replace the air that was quickly escaping her. But eventually she would speak and say, ”Y-yeah.. I.. I’m fin.. Eeeh!”

The sky flashed again, and tore through the earth. It was so loud, so destructive, that, for Haruhi, it felt as if the lightning struck just several feet away. In that moment her arms latched on her legs and pulled them inwards once more.

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Notes: Haruhi is cowering Outfit

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[attr="class","ktitle"]Herbal Remedies

[attr="class","kcontent"]Haruhi was distracted. At least, that was how she made herself appear. Rather than answering Saros immediately she allowed her gaze to wander the surrounding landscapes. It would be hard to tell if she had been listening to him, if she had been paying attention to anything else. Anyone that got to know her would know that this was an act.

She was too perceptive for that. Too in touch with everything that was happening around her. A girl like her, it would be difficult for anyone to say something and her to not hear it because her mind was always considering every sound, every movement, everything around her.

The brain could only take so much of a load. It could only process so much at one time. It was common for Haruhi to become overwhelmed by everything she was sensing. She would become anxious and, for her, anxiety was the worst. Rapid heartbeat, quick breathing, sudden attacks. Her body could become racked by pain that she could not stop. Rather than feeling like this she chose to ignore her surroundings as best she could. She chose to keep to herself and try to remain calm and collected.

While anxiety was an issue for her, that did not mean she did not desire interaction with other people. She wanted to talk and learn about the others she meets. That is why she did not remain quiet for long. Eventually she did open her mouth again. As if taking a short break to gauge whether her anxieties would trigger, she finally concluded she was safe to speak.

When this happened, she repositioned herself once more. Her right arm full upon her leg as she brought her head to rest upon the palm of her hand. Then with her head positioned like this she let out an audible sigh. This was her cue; it was where she would start.

”The girl, y’know. I’m doing it for her. Didn’t look like anyone else wanted to help her.” She said, her two orbs still focused off into the distance.

”I mean, it’s not like I need any money,” She continued before bringing her eyes to meet with Saros’. ”I have enough. Enough for me at least. Hm.. Do guilds usually do stuff like this?” Her questions for Saros. She would speak as if she had no association with a guild. This was because while she was part of a guild, she did not interact enough with its members to truly understand all there was to know about guilds.

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Notes: Saros Rigel Outfit

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[attr="class","ktitle"]Herbal Remedies

[attr="class","kcontent"]Dacite Village. It is a rural region yielding much farmland and roll hillsides. It is not the place one goes searching for modern technologies. And neither is it the place to seek magical amenities. A tight-knit community, it thrives by relying on the hardwork of its people. What the town offers, it offers to those working the hardest.

Haruhi Kyouri has not always lived in a community such as this. Her day to day life was not always one where she witnessed how hard these people worked to live and thrive. Born far from the village, when she first witnessed its people and the work they did she was taken by surprise. It was when she was convinced to join the Southern Wolves that she first crossed this small region, and it was then that she came to enjoy the pleasant and almost peaceful air that it provided.

Though there was much to be wanting in the region. Though the citizens would expect travelers to aid in their work with minimal compensation. She could understand that they worked hard for all that they had, and could not bring herself to disagree with them.

That is why during the day she would find herself traveling through the village. Though she would not actively speak to those she passed, she was eager to help anyone that called her over. Tending land, baking bread, taking over the cash register of a small shop, these were common tasks that took her time from sunrise to sunset.

From time to time the jobs requested of her would be more difficult than any of that though. Often outsiders would come to the village seeking help for this or that job. And it was not uncommon for the people of the village to turn them away, if their requests would threaten the village’s livelihood.

Today was a situation like that. As Ruhi made her way through the town she found herself pausing at a peculiar and unexpected sight. Near the town’s front gates there was a large cart that she had not seen before. On its back rested numerous canisters of an unknown agent. At its front was an older man, likely in his fifties or sixties. Before him were two horses that seemed to be in their prime. While Ruhi had not seem them before, she had seen many like them, and could have cast them off as another merchant passing through.

That was until a young girl appeared from behind the cart. Long brown hair and a red dress were what Ruhi saw first. The hair appeared to be tied on one side. Looking closely, it appeared that the girl must have run through thick branches or bushes pulling at her hair and scalp and giving her a wild appearance. Her dress did not seem any better, covered in many scrapes and holes of unknown origin. This girl that seemed battered by the elements was rushing about the cart and approaching anyone that would pass. Ruhi could not be sure what she was telling the people, but she knew that whatever it was, the townsfolk had no interest in.

Ruhi could not stand and watch for long. Eventually she heaved a deep breath. She closed her eyes and focused. At the same time there was a pounding in her chest that she tried to calm, that she attempted to get under control. Once she was confident she had, she stepped closer towards the girl and the cart.

The interaction that took place next was brief. The young girl cried as she explained the fate that her village was suffering. That she needed people to help her and the merchant deliver medicine to her village. That they would pay any price just to save their people. On and on she went, snot and tears covering her face. And while she felt she had to explain herself and say all that she did, what she did not realize was Ruhi already counting herself in before the girl had said a word.

Minutes later, and Ruhi could be found seated on the back of the cart with her legs off the side. Not a public speaker herself, she’d allow the girl to recruit any others she saw fit. For now her eyes were focused downward on a katana she was now cleaning and sharpening. Should anyone have approached at that moment they would have to draw her away from the maintenance of her weapon.

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Notes: Outfit

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[attr="class","krtitle"]A Note

[attr="class","krcontent"]One of Rui's ancestors was the sister of an ancestor of the Godfrey family. That makes her a far distant cousin of the Godfrey.

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[attr="class","krtitle"]Personality

[attr="class","krcontent"]Rui is a shy girl. interactions with other people scare her, and she is quick to think she's bothering other people, or that she'd be better off leaving them alone. And yet at the same time she cares for her hobbies. Cares for her interests. An example of what we in the real world would call an otaku, she gathers what comics, books, and figures she can find in the world. She's interested in reading and writing stories. This has led her to learn ninjutsu, and it also leads another ambition of hers to become an fantasy author.

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[attr="class","krtitle"]Friends

[attr="class","krcontent"]Friends are difficult for Ruhi. When she meets someone she is not familiar with she will avoid eye contact and talk as little as possible. Getting right to the point of whatever interaction is required of her. Get past that, though, and she has a kind heart and dependable personality. She would do anything for her friends, even if it risks her own life and limb.

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[attr="class","krtitle"]Family

[attr="class","krcontent"]Ruhi's only living relative, that she is aware of, is her father. An otaku and author in his own right, he might have been the catalyst that made Ruhi what she is today. If there are any other siblings, she does not know them. And she does not know who her mother is--she left them years prior.

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[attr="class","krtitle"]Other

[attr="class","krcontent"]Ruhi did not necessarily join Southern Wolves. After a job another person in the party asked her to join and she could not find the words to say no. Since then she has been an official member. That said, she does try to avoid the other members of the guild. Not because she dislikes them but because she wouldn't know what to say to them.