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April 22nd
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April 22nd
England/GMT time
If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.
If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.
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Haru (formally) Yoshioka
//Basics:
• Gender | ♀
• Age | 17
• Height | 5'
• Weight | 126 lbs
• Ethnicity | White
• Hair Colour | Blonde
• Eye Colour | Blue with hints of purple when hit by the sun.
Appearance Details:
Elegant, carefree and rather cheerful, Haru is a humble girl who adores her family. At times she can appear quiet, shy almost, but she is around new people. Finding it awkward at first to make conversation Haru tries but often flusters, however once she opens up you see another side to her. A fun, passionate young lady who has strong beliefs.
Character Synopsis:
Haru is the only child of her family, her mother Hanae passed away in childbirth leaving her father Hiroshi to raise her on his own. They were a well respected family in their village and Hiroshi had promised his daughters hand to the first born son of another well respected family in the village. As soon as they were of age they were to be married.
Growing up Haru was well educated by her father, he wanted nothing but the best for her and always put her safety first. Needless to say the loss of his wife had him holding onto her as much as he could and if it meant money or food out of his own pocket he would do that for her.
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Setting up~
Amongst all the madness Iris had found her phone, it had plenty of missed calls and messages from various different people with all different dates. Sat on her bed she began to scroll through her phone catching up, there was messages from Ethan starting out how he loved her, he worried for her to now she was a cheating bitch and didn’t deserve any happiness. It made her wonder about his mental state and if he was really okay because she had noticed the fluctuating moods of his, it did concern her but after everything she just couldn’t bring herself to message back. There were also messages from her father, again having a similar range of how he was proud of her, he missed her, and he loved her to don’t talk to the prisoner. Don’t give him food or water or else. Frowning she shook her head as she looked at the messages, she knew her father could be temperamental, so it made sense. Especially with the amount of alcohol he usually consumed on a day to day basis.
One message did catch her eye, the sender was called Maisie. Gasping she clutched her head as more of her memories returned, this time it was all about her best friend Maisie. Memories of how they used to hang out together, play in school. Sleepovers, laughter baking cakes and goods that they ended up burning. All innocent childhood memories and she knew this was her best friend, her best friend who worked with her father David in one of the bakeries here. How could I forget? Rubbing her head as she read the messages on her phone.
Omg, you are the talk of the town missy. Cosying up with a Prince!!! You’ll have to tell me all about it. Was he a good kisser?
Hey, your father and Ethan don’t want me visiting. Something about amnesia. I hope you’re okay. Let me know.
Iris. I’m worried. Ethan is in such a rage about you. I honestly don’t think you should be with him. That temper is nasty, you’ll get hurt. He hurt you badly before, I don’t know if you remember that, but trust me. He is not good for you.
Me again, Iris. You’re not a killer. I know you want what’s best for us, I know that’s the point of Hope. Not like this. Plus… I think you really like him; I know it’s your family on the line, but for once put yourself first. I’m here if you need me.
“Oh Maisie…” Iris sighed heavily looking at her phone, it was good to know she did have someone here on her side supporting her. It did also give her an idea.
Maisie, I need your help. You’re right, I can’t go into details, but I’m going to do something. I need supplies. If I get them it will raise suspicion. I’m going to follow my heart on this one.
Sending the text back to her friend she began to rummage through her wardrobe looking for something she could put Cas in, something that would hide him whilst running. Her mind had been made up, she had to break him out. She had to make this right and get him back alive even if she was killed for it. I hope he will trust me on this though. Shaking her head as she got one of her back packs packing in important things they would need; Maisie would get her the rest of the supplies she was certain of it. She could count on her. Feeling her phone vibrate she saw the message of her friend and felt the relief.
Say no more. I’ll disguise it with the trash. Iris. Be careful, I wish I could do more.
Smiling at the confirmation Maisie would get the supplies she returned to putting in what little supplies she did have; she would keep this hidden until the right moment. It would have to be tonight.
Regis on the other hand was making his way back home, he was quite merry already because it was going to happen. They were finally going to kill the Prince and be rid of the monarchy that had squashed them down. His daughter was behaving, she hadn’t caused any trouble and although she had refused Ethan he could work on that once the Prince was out of the way. “Everything is looking up.” Sighing happily as he stumbled into his home, merry for the alcohol he had already consumed today. Glancing at the time he assumed his daughter was in bed, unless she was with the Prince and had disobeyed his orders.
Anger swept through him at the idea of her down there with him chatting like the other day, giving away their family secrets. “He deserves no pity.” Growling to himself as he shut the door behind him, eyes looking at the door to the basement knowing he would have to go check to make sure she hadn’t disobeyed him.
One message did catch her eye, the sender was called Maisie. Gasping she clutched her head as more of her memories returned, this time it was all about her best friend Maisie. Memories of how they used to hang out together, play in school. Sleepovers, laughter baking cakes and goods that they ended up burning. All innocent childhood memories and she knew this was her best friend, her best friend who worked with her father David in one of the bakeries here. How could I forget? Rubbing her head as she read the messages on her phone.
Omg, you are the talk of the town missy. Cosying up with a Prince!!! You’ll have to tell me all about it. Was he a good kisser?
Hey, your father and Ethan don’t want me visiting. Something about amnesia. I hope you’re okay. Let me know.
Iris. I’m worried. Ethan is in such a rage about you. I honestly don’t think you should be with him. That temper is nasty, you’ll get hurt. He hurt you badly before, I don’t know if you remember that, but trust me. He is not good for you.
Me again, Iris. You’re not a killer. I know you want what’s best for us, I know that’s the point of Hope. Not like this. Plus… I think you really like him; I know it’s your family on the line, but for once put yourself first. I’m here if you need me.
“Oh Maisie…” Iris sighed heavily looking at her phone, it was good to know she did have someone here on her side supporting her. It did also give her an idea.
Maisie, I need your help. You’re right, I can’t go into details, but I’m going to do something. I need supplies. If I get them it will raise suspicion. I’m going to follow my heart on this one.
Sending the text back to her friend she began to rummage through her wardrobe looking for something she could put Cas in, something that would hide him whilst running. Her mind had been made up, she had to break him out. She had to make this right and get him back alive even if she was killed for it. I hope he will trust me on this though. Shaking her head as she got one of her back packs packing in important things they would need; Maisie would get her the rest of the supplies she was certain of it. She could count on her. Feeling her phone vibrate she saw the message of her friend and felt the relief.
Say no more. I’ll disguise it with the trash. Iris. Be careful, I wish I could do more.
Smiling at the confirmation Maisie would get the supplies she returned to putting in what little supplies she did have; she would keep this hidden until the right moment. It would have to be tonight.
Regis on the other hand was making his way back home, he was quite merry already because it was going to happen. They were finally going to kill the Prince and be rid of the monarchy that had squashed them down. His daughter was behaving, she hadn’t caused any trouble and although she had refused Ethan he could work on that once the Prince was out of the way. “Everything is looking up.” Sighing happily as he stumbled into his home, merry for the alcohol he had already consumed today. Glancing at the time he assumed his daughter was in bed, unless she was with the Prince and had disobeyed his orders.
Anger swept through him at the idea of her down there with him chatting like the other day, giving away their family secrets. “He deserves no pity.” Growling to himself as he shut the door behind him, eyes looking at the door to the basement knowing he would have to go check to make sure she hadn’t disobeyed him.
Omg it's all getting very exciting! However Regis will not be happy not one bit when he goes down there. Poor Cas is going to get hurt.
Oh nice! Least that gives you more time to work on it!
Omg it's fine! Take your time, I am more than happy to wait :)
How are the projects coming along?
How are the projects coming along?
If you want to move it to the next day feel free!
You’re not sorry, she wanted to tell him but held her tongue because she was not ready for whatever argument that would transpire from her statement. “That’s okay. I’m sure I would have reacted the same if I was in your shoes.” Iris was certain that was a lie because she didn’t think she would react the same, sure she would be hurt but if they had suffered from amnesia. If they hadn’t known who they were or understood their actions she was certain she would sympathise. Plus, I’d never be that angry, not to hurt someone like that. Well I’d like to think so.
“So, what do you think?” Ethan grinned as he looked at Iris, putting on his usual cheeky charm in hopes to win her over.
“H-Huh?” Wincing at him as she looked over Ethan not realising, he had been talking to her for the past minutes and she had completely zoned out. “What do you mean by that?”
Sighing as he let his shoulders drop, the smile turning into a frown as he shook his head. “That amnesia has really made you into a ditz you know.” Scratching the back of his head he grinned once more laying on the charm now he knew she was paying attention. Taking a step forward he touched her arm gently before pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear, “I was saying, how about giving me another chance? Perhaps we could start again. Get back to how we used to be. I’m sure I can muster up some romantic dates for us.”
Feeling her face drop at his words, the touch as he became quite friendly. “O-Oh… I-I. I.” Stuttering as she looked around feeling very awkward all of a sudden. “I just. Well.” Taking a step back as she rubbed her arm grimacing, hesitating on what to say. “I just don’t think I’m ready, not with everything currently. I ju…”
“You still like him don’t you.” Ethan sighed heavily shaking his head as he couldn’t help but tut. “Honestly wake up Iris, he doesn’t like you. You crushed his heart, betrayed him and you still think he would be interested.”
“N-No!” Taking a deep breath as she mustered up the courage on what she truly wanted to say to him. “I just don’t like you. There I said it, I don’t want to be with you. I’m sorry.” Iris sighed as she felt a huge weight lifted at admitting that she didn’t like him. Perhaps it was the amnesia that started this, but I feel nothing for him. Maybe this will stop him from making any sort of moves.
“Oh, I get it… crystal clear.” Ethan narrowed his eyes, turning on his heel he moved towards the door but stopped. “I never loved you anyway, you were just some fun in this shithole life.” Spitting out his words as he slammed the door behind him leaving her alone in the home once more. It was spiteful, he didn’t need to say it, but he wanted to last word. Ethan wanted to make her feel like crap just like he was feeling right now.
Great. That ended well. Folding her arms as she moved off to her room done with the day, she didn’t want to face anyone not even her father when he came home. “What an idiot.” Grumbling to herself as she moved to her room to try and get some rest, she wouldn’t risk taking Cas water until she knew her father had been home.
“So, what do you think?” Ethan grinned as he looked at Iris, putting on his usual cheeky charm in hopes to win her over.
“H-Huh?” Wincing at him as she looked over Ethan not realising, he had been talking to her for the past minutes and she had completely zoned out. “What do you mean by that?”
Sighing as he let his shoulders drop, the smile turning into a frown as he shook his head. “That amnesia has really made you into a ditz you know.” Scratching the back of his head he grinned once more laying on the charm now he knew she was paying attention. Taking a step forward he touched her arm gently before pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear, “I was saying, how about giving me another chance? Perhaps we could start again. Get back to how we used to be. I’m sure I can muster up some romantic dates for us.”
Feeling her face drop at his words, the touch as he became quite friendly. “O-Oh… I-I. I.” Stuttering as she looked around feeling very awkward all of a sudden. “I just. Well.” Taking a step back as she rubbed her arm grimacing, hesitating on what to say. “I just don’t think I’m ready, not with everything currently. I ju…”
“You still like him don’t you.” Ethan sighed heavily shaking his head as he couldn’t help but tut. “Honestly wake up Iris, he doesn’t like you. You crushed his heart, betrayed him and you still think he would be interested.”
“N-No!” Taking a deep breath as she mustered up the courage on what she truly wanted to say to him. “I just don’t like you. There I said it, I don’t want to be with you. I’m sorry.” Iris sighed as she felt a huge weight lifted at admitting that she didn’t like him. Perhaps it was the amnesia that started this, but I feel nothing for him. Maybe this will stop him from making any sort of moves.
“Oh, I get it… crystal clear.” Ethan narrowed his eyes, turning on his heel he moved towards the door but stopped. “I never loved you anyway, you were just some fun in this shithole life.” Spitting out his words as he slammed the door behind him leaving her alone in the home once more. It was spiteful, he didn’t need to say it, but he wanted to last word. Ethan wanted to make her feel like crap just like he was feeling right now.
Great. That ended well. Folding her arms as she moved off to her room done with the day, she didn’t want to face anyone not even her father when he came home. “What an idiot.” Grumbling to herself as she moved to her room to try and get some rest, she wouldn’t risk taking Cas water until she knew her father had been home.
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Ohhh I like that! What if we do that tomorrow? On his last full day maybe he get's desperate and tries to go through the window so he gets hurt. This is when Iris knows she had to rescue him, that she has to break him out and does it later that night?
Ohhh I like that! What if we do that tomorrow? On his last full day maybe he get's desperate and tries to go through the window so he gets hurt. This is when Iris knows she had to rescue him, that she has to break him out and does it later that night?
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