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"I dont get it,, its just.."
Its just figure dancing over a large pool of ice..
“ill go get some food yeah?"
The man murmured softly to the kid besides her, slowly getting off his seat, making his way out of the ring of seats, away from the crowd, away from the show, away from the selling point of this whole Olympics.
The kid nodded happily, watching the figure skating over the large amount of ice, gracefully moving to the WAYY too emotional song.. what is it called?
"the winner takes it all" right..? By ABBA?
The figure dancing wonderfully over the ice, doing moves as smooth and graceful as a ballerina, beautiful smooth gloves dancing over her face as she did every move in a glory merit.
A grin soft and gentle as the song started, with a quiet glamour only a figure skater that has done this her whole life, putting it all into this one show, this show that she was waiting for all these years.
To be the Quintessential of every figure skater.
The graceful figure moved to the emotional song confidently, her flexible body moving dramatically as she slid down the ice, denying the way her body ached for something easier.
Her body moving as soft as a fabric may be against the cold harsh wind from how smooth her body moves well through
Her body spinning, her legs spinning up and down, round and about, exploiting the way the sleeves of her long shirt moved and flowed through the harsh moving wind of skating looked like a fallen angels bleeding wings.
Focusing on moving dramatically to the song spreading her arms out like an angel flying as she spun, her back bending a slight bit as she let her leg extend. Showing off her hands towards the crowd, emphasizing "the looser has to fall"
Her face contouring into an emotion of a guilt driven force
So, the winner takes it all
And the loser has to fall
Throw the dice, cold as ice
Way down here, someone dear
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Takes it all, has to fall..
Shes pushing herself all the way up to her limits, she doesnt care, shes way too passionate for her own good.
Knees on the ice, pushing her body all around, hands on her head, her hair swaying beautifully behind her, knees feeling cold but she pushed. Her face contorted into sadness that showed pure failure as the song ended with its music
Who was this graceful figure skater you may ask?
That was you ofcourse! Known as that one figure skater that managed to keep their skates so well maintained for 5 years! Also know for one of the best, if not..the best in the free skating programs!
She grinned softly as she slowly glided herself around the ice rink, eyes softening as her lips curled up in a glamorous smile, making her way to the exit, waving at the fans that cheered on her name, screaming and encouraging!
now isnt today a good day to be yourself?! This is where you win! Where you take it all!
Settling herself on the bench, eyes pressing at the woman wearing a perfectly slicked back bun, grinning up at her with pearly whites "did i do good boss?!" She practically exclaimed cheerfully bouncing her skates off carefully, wrapping her arms around her coach.
Her coach sighed softly, patting her hair back "great, my dear."
"Oh come on momma! Atleast tell me i did it good back ma!" She said with a whine, putting her hard guards on her skates
"Lets atleast wait for the awarding's to start hm? You were last to skate, and to know if you did Good." The lady smiled down at her kid, proudness showing on her face "plus, did you really have to make the hairstylist have your hair put into loose ties?"
"Yeah!"
"Why?
"For the dramatic details duh! Momma you were a ballerina before you got me ya know, you gotta be dramatic! Because what if the hair didn't fall down when i was sliding down the ice! Its not gonna be as dramatic if i didnt do it you knowww!"
She pouted sitting down next to her mother, the older woman looking at her, grabbing something from the bag slung over her shoulder "I'll get you those full manga volumes you want if you win Kay? Even if you arent on the pedal you can have a few books"
"Wait really?!" The younger one grinned all pearly and white, it almost feels nostalgic with the way she did
Her mother hummed softly, listening to the scores.
Oh
My..
GOSH?
A FULL 238.24 POINTS?!
her mouth gaped open as she stared shocked at her mom "Ma.."
"...."
"You boutta be broke.."
She brightly smiled at the crowd, touching at the medal over her chest, carefully enough to just hold it so it wouldn't break easily with how shes holding a large bouquet over her chest
man what the helli is wrong with ribbons and medals these days..
Smiling at the camera ever so cheerfully, her hair an abomination of a mess, well that's fine. Her hair always looks like that, breathing a bit ragged, but that's absolutely ok! She won!
She gets to take it all!
...
Right..?
"why is everyone screaming?.."
"Why is it warm?."
"Arent we on ice..?"
"Why dont i feel anything.."
"I lowkeniugenoulnielsy or sum.. how do you say that?"
"Bitch i cant feel a thing."
"So numb."
"Oh its a bit red here.."
"Red..?"
....
...
Oh.
She glanced at the dimly lit alley, if she were to guess the time, shes betting that its 6 pm..
well shitt.. i am so fucked, I AINT EVEN GOT MY MANGA OR DELETED MY SEARCH HISTORY YE- yo what the hell why does it look so familiar? Did the whole building collapse or something?
Her dulled bloodied eyes trying to move with the ache at the back of her mind
this definitely looks like that one anime she's been fixated on..
oh look, theres.. people, people! Oh shes famous they'll help her out for sure!
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yo... Why the hell they giggling.. shit they're young teens... I am so fucked
she pressed her eyes close, her pale chapped lips thinned into a line as she gave up
One of the guys snickered down at her "look! What the fuck is she wearing? Its so skin tight!"
The girl behind him started giggling and clinged on the first guy "im betting its one of those girls who sells herself!" Her high-pitched voice already making the girl on the ground, all bloodied and bruised, to try and make herself cover up, and cry because she cant hear shit except for the pitchy ass girl
why are their clothes so..familiar?
She tried to glance up at them, seeing a figure way too familiar get up close behind the giggling teens backs
"Awhh? Why is this high class so bruised! Look at those wounds kiya, its so bad!"
One of the guys scoffed down at her
"Hey! Its like that rudo kid right?" The girl pouted clinging on to the man
"No way!" The other laughed more, its more of a howl than a laugh..
"The murderers kid? He has ugly gloves, i swear i might take it all out on him, especially easily since his new daddy is a goody two shoes!" He said as he lightly pushed the girl off, stepping right infront of the bruised girl, not at all looking behind them,
Crouching down, looking at the bruised face, holding her cheeks, making it enough t bruise without a single care
"You're one of those prostitutes arent you? The ones that sell themselves to high-class and are just left to die after they get sooo bored?" His hand lightly tapping her cheek with his palm.. (ok define lightly? This bitch ass keeps slapping my cheek bad, DOES HE WANT IT TO BRUISE?)
" what are you doi- what MPH- " the girls high-pitched scream made the man turn around, his ugly fuh ahh eyes widened as he involuntary let go of the figure skater.. well, or what she did right now, his colored eyes meeting the bloody red pupils of the white haired boy
"What did you say.. about regto?" His voice a bit hoarse, like he screamed and fought all day and still managed to have energy, a huge difference to the high pitched and huge ego ass voices these bitches have
His fingers clenching over the gloves he wore, shoving his fist head first to the teens head that was ugly and as big as his ego
Why does he lowki look familiar?
The bruised girl blinked, her face can barely show any emotion right now from how shes wounded.
She doesnt like how this Rudo looking ahh cosplayer is acting like him.
wait a damn minute...
it took her a real damn 5 minutes or something to take it all in.
ok, this rudo cosplayer.. MAY or may not be a cosplayer from how hes acting, he got that baby face.. that exact hairstyle, and clothes, most specifically those gloves. WAYY tooo accurate for a fuck ass cosplay by the way.
Looks like the slums too.. am i in the slums?
she can barely move Infront of the red eyed boy, her dulled retracted pupils, are basically dilating like a cats.
Why you may ask?
BECAUSE THATS HER FAVORITE MC DUH! AND SHE CALLS HERSELF A GACHIAKUTA FAN?
OFCOURSEE IM HAPPII LIKE- yes im happy happy, am i reincarnated? Wait hell nah im still in my body! IN THESE CLOTHES TOO!
Rudo looked down on her, his widened eyes softening slightly.
PING!
Ok I'll be real honest that shit was loud
"Hey.."
ok his voice is definitely his, thats most certainly rudo.
"Hey?"
why cant i answer though? Im pretty sure im still bruised with shards, wait why shar-
"Why cant you speak?"
He bent down on a crouch looking closely "They really did a number on you, huh?" He frowned at the sight, he was sure she were graceful, but she was still pretty much wounded—with glass and such
"Ill carry you to my home, If that's fine, you cant decline my help ok?" Pulling his over shirt off, putting it over the wounded girl, His gloved hands grabbing her waist, pulling her up into his back,
why is he so out of character..soft though.. ok hes pretty, VERY very pretty
The nape of the wounded girl warmed and reddened at the sight of his hair, way to pretty for his own good..
So this is what rudo looks like? Its actually so.. accurate?
Now what to do
what to do..
if anything..
She looked like a person staring into space.
What the fuck is that screen showing a 4 percentage with a pink line doing there just floating right besides rudo?
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Rudos arms and back barely ached, shes way too light for his liking, maybe regto is on his way home from work with bread, he doesnt even mind if its a bit stale, all it matters is that shes fed
why is he even thinking of this? Just holding the wounded girl in his arms makes his ears all red and warm — just like chiwa did!
Maybe chiwa is the last thing on his mind right now..
"Hey."
A familiar voice rang out while Rudo walked in the familiar home, the mans arms crossed and a sly grin on his face was full and all giddy as he was leaned against the rusted wall
"Ill carry you to my home, If that's fine, you cant decline my help ok?!"
The man repeated mockingly as he uncrossed his arms walking behind him, looking at the girl that fainted all through the walk to his home
Rudos face reddened as he set the girl on the couch "h- HEY!" His cheeks as red as — if not more red than his pupils "i just- I FOUND HER PASSED OUT REGTO!!"
"Rudo you gave her a jacket, YOUR jacket!" He laughed out a bark as he looked at the sleeping girl "oh and yeah shes wounded all right, i never thought youd bring a home a girl this early without even knowing her name!"
"AM NOT!!"
"You really know her name?"
"..."
"Thats what i thought."
"S..- quiet." He huffed out a sigh patting his hair with his gloved hands
"Fine fine." Regto rubbed his stubbled chin, looking at her.. shoes? "What are these? They look way to sharp!"
The man crouched down looking at her ice skates "is she a fighter? she has clothes something similar to ballerinas, But she doesnt even have any clothing designs we have too."
"Regto..?"
"Yeah?"
"Whats a prostitute?"
The silence that fell over them was way to quiet, even with the silent sleeper right on their couch
"A what?"
Regto was absolutely giggling his shit off.
It already woke the girl up!
As if she wasnt woke enough-
Ehem.
"she doesnt even look like one!" Regto snorted
"I- I KNOW-! ITS JUST THOSE KIDS THAT SAID SHE-" steam practically coming out of Rudos ears as sweat beaded from his neck
"Well sorry young lady bout him." Regto wheezed wiping his tears "im Regto, the kid that brought you here is Rudo." He said, pointing his thumb at the very much flustered rudo
"..hn.."
"Oh you cant talk cant you? Sorry about much, ill help you out yeah?" Regto smiled gently as he sat on a stool near the couch "Rudo, can you get the bandages, you know the rest of what we need right?"
"..water.. alcohol.. something for the shards..? Ah.. clothes too.."
"Precisely, can you take off that jacket please?"
The girl nodded slowly, taking off the jacket with shaky bloody hands, her whole body ached, her performing dress torn into some parts as metal and shards alike pierced through.
And Truth is?
She cant feel a single shit at all.
"Do you remember your name?" Regto asked, his voice warming up her ears, even when she can barely hear the bit of it.
yo im gonna have to bark first if i can when theres a fine man going to strip me for bandages, but i can barely smile
i think my facial nerves died, yo does this make me nonchalant?
Her eyes twitched looking down at her bleeding fingers
Regto, trying to calm himself down with the sight of the amounts of shards on the poor girls body "I have to cut the rest if the clothes to clean it up, if thats ok with you?"
Rudo who just walked in holding a bucket of water, a towel, ointment and bandages and clothes, his instincts where practically screaming to help the girl out first and leave everything behind.
He just doesnt know why..
"Regto, heres the uhm.."
"Oh rudo! Do we still have sissors?"
"Yeah, i actually have them here"
"Great, you can uh.. go up to your room."
"Wait why?"
"Just go leave it on the table!"
Rudo nodded understandingly, putting the items on the table.
"Do you remember your name?"
She thought about it, really thought about it..
If i were to tell my real name, would it change the whole storyline? not unless Rudo doesnt fall or regto doesnt die.. saying my name wouldn't hurt anyone, right?
She said her name, voice a bit hoarse from being unused for a long time and the blood that was from her throat, she coughed, the remaining blood from her guts spilling out, Regto immediately panicked and took the towel from the wet bucket, setting it near her mouth "woah woah! Ok we can calm down for a moment, you dont have to talk at all if it hurts, ill clean you up first ok [Name] ?"
She paused, if she can smile right now she would, but she couldnt.
guess I'll leave it all to you, Regto..
The process was simple enough for the older man! Easy, he's been doing this all his life, bandaging rudo from fights, speaking of fights.. his gloves seemed a bit dented, and maybe a bit red if he really looked closely,
ill talk to that boy later..
Regto immediately, carefully picked at the sharp shards and pieces of metal putting it aside of a slightly rusted tray.
She felt weird, like super weird, she really cant feel the pain at all, like cant
"Im almost done taking out these sharp things, Im gonna have to cut the clothes just to wipe you down"
"Hm.." the girl hummed closing her eyes
Feeling each snippet of the clothing off the sissors barely touching the clothing part above the stomach just so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable, its good enough for him that the part was backless.
The warm water of the towel soaking up the dried blood and grime, it soothes her body of the feeling of the dirt gone
"Hey [Name], ill get some more water from the well to clean the rest up, i finished cleaning your upper part, ill get rudo to clean your legs if thats fine."
She nodded, not even bothering to listen.
just smile and nod.. smile and nod..
wait no i cant smile-
System: " lmao dumbass "
im really starting to hate this screen, its like those cheap chinese dramas ma watched..
System: " FUCK YOU MEAN YOU HATE ME!?"
Oh shit it can read my mind.
"[Name] right?" Rudo asked, taking back her attention, uncertainty evident in his voice, but there was a gentle softness with the way he sort of said his name.
She nodded, thank GOODNESS her facial muscles and body cant move right now, or else she'd be giggling and kicking her feet like a lovesick teenager!
Rudos gloved hands grabbing the wet towel, squeezing the water out and onto the bucket, the water swirling with water, evidence of how dirty and bloodied her skin is.
He bent down infront of the girl, gently cleaning the wounds on her legs, she might never get to really ice skate again..
cuz im up the fucking sky and theres NO way I'd be jumping down there, because no way! Tamsy doesnt know me ..oh shit spoilers- only rudo! I may have this stupid ass system infront of me saving my life because i can barely feel the pain, that doesnt mean ill feel the crunch in my bones when i fall-!
I don't think theres also any ice here in the sphere..
her mind mixing with a whirlpool of multiple thoughts, Rudos gloves a bit wet from the towel, but he doesnt mind, Regto will bring water to wash clothes (plus its nearing washing day..) dabbing carefully at the opened wounds that started to form after regto tried to pry away the shards carefully.
Hes scared, really really scared, why though?
because this girl doesnt scream at the opened wounds at all.
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i dont think shes a prostitute reason one..-
Rudo finished cleaning up the wounds "i dont think Regto is coming back any time soon, ill bandage you up if that's ok.." he muttered rubbing the back of his neck, maybe a bit to shy after he realized what he did, because he carried her on his back, gave her his jacket.. and taking care if her right now, he'd do this to anybody, absolutely!
She looked down at the ointment held by his gloved hand
doesnt Rudo also need those too..?
System: " Dont mind it first! Ill have something to be given to you sometime soon if its going to manage "
whatever you say buddy..
The girl let out as soft sigh looking down at Rudo, carefully putting the ointment on her knees and legs spreading it with a cotton ball, the cold feeling made the wounds ache less
"This doesnt hurt much for you [Name]?"
She nodded, her fingers touching the cut off parts of her clothes.
"Regto said you cant speak well right now, is it true? er- um.. just nod for the answer or shake your head.."
ok hes real cute.. HES SO AWKWARD I WANNA JUST BITE HIS CHEEKS GRRR
The back of her neck and ears felt warm all of a sudden, ok maybe shes blushing.. shaking her head slightly she looked at her wrists, he was careful with putting ointment her, like she was something fragile to him, but honestly? She probably wasnt invulnerable like she usually is.. "i think i can talk.." her voice was still hoarse, but less raspy and no blood! alright so far so good
"Oh.. right, Can i ask about these?" Curious pipped at the greyish haired boy as he pointed at her ice skates
"These..?" She looked down at her ice skates, gasping under her breath at the sight of the rust already making way on the edge "n- .. no no no..!-" she took of her skates in a haze, forgetting all about her injuries, winching slightly as she fell down on the ground, ah so thats why there was a timer on the screen.. it times the pain to stop for a while?- YO YO SHIT THIS ACTUALLY FUCKING HURTSSSS FAAAAHHHHHHH-
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She just laid there
Like
Actually
Fucking
Laid there.
Clutching her ice skates so tightly with her right hand, holding on to it like its the only thing in the world,
"I can't deal with people anymore. It's just... everyone sucks so hard, you know?"
She ranted to the greyish haired boy next to her, Carefully putting the final wound on her left hanf that doesnt have any bandages yet with the lasy role
"Everybody is so stupid. And they all walk around going "Nya na chai cha nyachacha chai cha." She spoke like everyone offended her (yeah- like her fans arent real people at all-)
Rudo didnt even talk, he listened but didnt stop her
i am a stranger after all.. it must bother him a lot, its not like i actually give a damn about it anyway-
"And the only thing that makes me happy, the only thing I can trust... is this." She holds up her ice skates, like it was the one that held her up through her struggles.
Well I'll be real honest, it did hold me up because skating you know.. type shit?
"But... all people do is try to keep me from it."
System: "oh wow.. that's, thats actually quite impressive Acting skills.."
sybau you dumb ass im not acting
System: " FUCK YOU MEAN DUMB AS-? " the screen glitched out of view, lmao skill issue.. imagine glitching out.. she sat up looked at rudo with blank eyes.
"Hey.. Rudo?" She paused a bit, remembering she had to actually pretend she doesnt know everything about him "right..? Thats your name..?"
"Rudo-? Oh uh, yeah.. yeah thats my name.." ofcourse he didnt get flustered with her saying his name, not at all- hes already flustered with the fact that shes barely covered if she doesnt have any bandages on! what does regto say in this situation..? "Try not to move much.."
Oh Rudo you sweet summer child, im gonna hold your hand when i say this, but you're really transparent.. im really have to go and teach you how to smile, or not.. the poo thing is very crucial for the plot! (no it isnt.. ok maybe.)
"..Yeah, ok..." im really going to have to ask the system what this pink line ish bar is..
The silence wasnt uncomfortable and all, if anything. It welcome.. there isnt much to do now that she isnt on ice anymore..right, how did she get here anyway?
The doorframe creaking open as Regto walked back in holding buckets of water "sorry it took me a while! The well didnt have much water"
"It's fine.."
"Yeah what [Name] said!"
"When do you think we'd have water back? Shower day is near too." Regto said with a sigh, pausing as he finally looked at the sight, snickering slightly as he out the buckets away "why is [Name] on the floor Rudo?"
"She was crying about her.. shoes..? They've rusted.."
"Did not..!" She wiped her eyes trying to sit up-
ok, this is way harder than I've expected with the pain now here, wheres this stupid system when you need them! It? She or him-? At this point i dont give a shit now
"What even are those [Name]?" Regto asked, sitting down next to rudo on the floor
She thought of it for a while, does this mean the sphere doesnt have any figure skaters? She heard something about ballerinas when she was half awake down on the couch.. her brows furrowed as she held the ice skates tighter against her chest with her newly bandaged arm just gonna play dumb with amnesia..
"I dont remember.."
"Your name is [Name] right?" Rudo said, fidgeting with his gloved fingers, frowning a bit at the adhesives left on his gloves making it sticky
"It's definitely [Name]..."
"But i cant remember anything else.."
"Thats uncommon you know.. to know your name, but not what anything is?" Regto tilting his head, resting his chin on his hand "Hey [Name]?"
"Yeah?"
"Why dont you stay here with us! I need someone to help out Rudo, in sure you guys are close in age, plus" he put a finger up grinning "you dont have somewhere else to go right? We'll help you with your memories [Name]"
Oh..oh wow, this is way too easy, i knew Regto will help me out but.. okay! YIPEE THAT MEANS ILL GET TO HANG OUT WITH MY FAVORITE MC!
"Yeah.. yeah I'd like that Regto.." she smiled softly and laughed, just gentle enough so her throat doesnt force itself to bleed out
Rudo on the other hand, already flustered from her turned away and clutched his under shirt.. she doesnt cry at wounds, but she cried at her sharp shoes, those must be really important, she looks really nice smiling, its like chiwa's smile, makes me all warmer too..
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Wait what about chiwa?