[Event AQ] Shine Like Gold [Miuna/Yasuko]

[Miuna]

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+ Description: Your faction is organizing a bonding activity to do with your fellow faction members! Whether it’s friends you already know, someone else in the faction you haven’t met yet, or welcoming someone who only recently joined, the aim is to bind some ties.

+The Guardians are having an egg-painting party in the planetarium; fake eggs, of course: +3 Guardians

+Faberge is doing a karaoke night in one of the recording studios--soundproof, so it’s okay if you sound bad!: +3 Faberge

+The Roost is doing co-op games at the arcade; if it’s 2 players or more, it’s free all day: +3 Roost

+Requirements:
+Participants must belong to same faction

The Faberge building looked absolutely stunning at night, street lights hitting it just right as the moon peeked out overhead.  It was still fairly early in the evening, yet as the seasons changed and the cold weather settled, the days grew shorter and shorter.  School let out at dusk, and by the time faction meetings were over it was already dark out.  Today was no exception - with summer coming to a close, Sasaki Hana had insisted that her Faberge members spend some quality time together before the winter season hit.  She'd managed to set up one of the recording studios for karaoke, inviting even the broken-hearted child herself to come and have some fun.

It was... strange, to say the least.  Miuna had arrived to a room filled with students she didn't recognize.  She'd forgotten how long she'd been out of the game and how many people had joined the faction while she was succumbing to her own despair.  Without a special talent or an egg to her name, she felt out of sorts with the others.  She'd ignored their wary gazes and heartfelt apologies about the state of her dream, brushing it all off with a shrug of her shoulders.  It was her response to all egg-related questions now.  Once the catered food arrived and everyone began singing, she'd slipped out the back door and headed out into the hallway.  It was easier to think without the others breathing down her neck and laughing loudly.  There was a time she would have been thrilled to join them, but now she couldn't even bring herself to crack a smile.

Who would have thought an egg would be so important?

Placing a steady hand on the window in front of her, Miuna stared down at the street below.  If she wasn't going to sing then she might as well head home soon.  She had no purpose here anymore, no other place to call home.  Faberge was simply a distant memory of something that could have been great.

Yasuko Kobayashi

[Yasuko Kobayashi]

Yasuko wasn't really someone who enjoyed singing much. Or rather, she just didn't really like the idea of singing in public. The only (few) times that she had really sung anything was in the shower - and even then she ended up getting extremely embarrassed when her brother slyly popped into her room with a knowing grin about the songs she had sang. In fact, she would rather die than anyone hear her sing.

So she had no idea what to do when Sasaki Hana had ended up inviting her - and all of the Faberge members it seemed - to the recording studios for what appears to be a members-only karaoke. Surely she could refuse...right? After all, she wasn't a singer or an idol in the agency. But at the same time, she didn't really want to refuse an offer from the manager herself. It felt a little rude. Even if she was sure that Sasaki Hana probably wouldn't mind either way.

Uhh.

She was standing in the corridors, her hand on her bag, as her mind contemplated on what to do. Faberge members were continuously passing by her, laughing and talking as they walked, onwards down the hallway where the recording studio was. Or at least, that was what she thought they were going; she had only ever passed by the studios here and there, and she had never really walked into them. Well, except when Calli wandered into them, but that was the most she had ever been near one.

She chewed on her lip a little, as she leaned against the wall. The day was progressively getting darker, and she lightly pulled at the scarf around her neck. It would be a simple matter to simply go home. After all, she had few, if any, relations with anyone in Faberge. Except for Yukiya and...Miuna. The thought of the other first-year made the girl bite on her lip harder.

Would Miuna be at the karaoke, she wondered?

The moment Yukiya had gave her the push she needed, she had ran all the way to the dorms and - after taking her time to regain her breath - she had sat down and took up her pen to write all the stories in her head. But as soon as she wrote the first sentence, she had only stared at it, and crumbled the paper up. And wrote and crumbled it up and wrote and crumbled it up; over and over again she would do the same thing. And when the clock chimed midnight, she had ended up putting her head in her hands and sighed deeply.

Could she really do this?

She pulled at the scarf around her neck again, her eyebrows furrowed. She thought she had a lot of stories under her belt. Stories to tell Miuna. About everyone. About Minji, Daichi, Yukiya, Ai - and everyone else. About...Miuna herself. She raised a hand up to her temples, sighing once again.

But a dark-haired girl suddenly caught her eye.

Wait, wasn't that...?

She stared, her eyes widened, before her legs suddenly moved without her realising it. Towards the dark hair. The tell-tale braid. The familiar stature. A hand raised as if to reach her.

"Miuna...?"