Fantasy AUs

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[fluidgender]

[Jokes on you, she's gonna look haunted for a while. Her world has really stopped making sense and she's having trouble adjusting.

So for now... she's quiet. Reserved. Keeping to herself. And she'll probably be like that the rest of the day.]

[phoenix_temple]

[ Shes pulled herself together by the time Ranma emerges.

She tries to be cheery and sweet, hoping to help Ranma be more comfortable again. She tells stories her father told her, and talks about her sister. ]

[fluidgender]

[She's totally shut down. She occasionally hums to imply listening, but she looks more eager to crawl into bed more than anything else.]

[phoenix_temple]

[ If it doesn’t work, she eventually gets very quiet. ]

… is there anything I can do to help?

[fluidgender]

[She shakes her head, pausing for a split second as something occurs to her... but keeps shaking in the negative.]

[phoenix_temple]

Would you… like me to go?

[fluidgender]

[It occurs to her, in this moment, that she'll be left alone.]

...What do you want?

[phoenix_temple]

I made things worse for you. I just want to help make things easier.

[fluidgender]

That's still something for me, not you.

[phoenix_temple]

It’s selfish, really. It will make me feel better. I’d like you not to hate me—we’ll be together the rest of my life

[fluidgender]

[She slumps into her bed.]

...You should check your pop's old office. One of the others could probably show you there.

[phoenix_temple]

[ ah. She does want her gone. ] Of course, my lady. Please summon if you need me.

[fluidgender]

[She hums.]

...There's flowers in the garden. If you wanna... take some.

[phoenix_temple]

Take them…? [ She blinks, not understanding. ]

[fluidgender]

[She shifts uncomfortably before ultimately just turning over in bed.]

Never mind. Its whatever.

[phoenix_temple]

[ Oh she. Looks away, feeling as if she’s done something wrong. ]

I’m sorry. Please rest well, my lady.

[fluidgender]

Hm. You too.

[Its the last thing she can muster, covering her head in blankets.]

[phoenix_temple]

[ Fuu will step out. Hopefully she doesn’t scare a maid or anything, covered in blood as she is. She asks after Kaze’s quarters. ]

[fluidgender]

[They're pretty sympathetic, all in all, especially when they put together who she is. Kaze's room is closer to Genma than to Ranma. They mention they'll probably move her closer eventually...]

[phoenix_temple]

[ She nods! She’d like that, honestly, but for now she wants to see where her father spent his days. See if anything was left behind. ]

[fluidgender]

[It might be pretty apparent why Ranma directed Fuu this way as soon as Fuu unlocks the door.

There's a number of flowers, cards, and personal mementos sitting in front of Kaze's desk. Some things look aged and wilted, but there's newer items too. Like people have been replacing the flowers wherever they could.

People have been doing this for a bit.]

[phoenix_temple]

[ She has to cover her mouth to stop her tears from turning to sobs. She manages to shut the door quietly before really breaking down.

She’ll read what she can, so long as it doesn’t seem too very personal. Trying to get a sense of her father outside their home.

When she’s done there, she reads through his journals.

She ends up falling asleep, leaning against his desk, wrapped in a cape that had been hanging from his chair, clutching one of the journals like it’s a lifeline. ]

[fluidgender]

[There's a lot of personal stories here. Ways Kaze stood up for people or distracted people. Some stories about how much Lady Ranma clearly liked him. There's even one from a cook talking about how he's excited to cook for Kaze's daughter. He hopes Fuu's tastes haven't changed since Kaze last described Fuu's favorite food.

People loved him.]

[phoenix_temple]

[ She makes a note to herself to thank everyone as she meets them.

She doesn’t yet have the discipline to wake when she should. Shes asleep there longer than she should be, into the mid morning. ]

[fluidgender]

[Honestly, not a lot of people even know Fuu's here yet. The daily routine persists without much interruption. Someone might come replace the flowers eventually, but that's an afternoon chore.]