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located in The Chrysanthemum, a part of Weather Girls, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Chrysanthemum

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Character Portrait: Winter Matsuri Character Portrait: Elise von Hresvelg
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Winter shook her head, "It's about the rain that Elise thinks is following her, but I guess that's a question for her." Had it really been four years since the bombing? Winter could barely remember. She had undergoing the same routine ever since she was released from the hospital and allowed back in school. Sometimes the days blurred together, sometimes Winter had trouble distinguishing one moment from the next. Was it because she barely ever slept? Or perhaps she seemed stuck in the past? Winter shook her head, no, that couldn't be it. She felt trapped between having to be watched all the time and only ever allowed to go places with permission from those watching over her. The worst part was she had no say. If she wanted this little freedom, she had to continue pleasing them.

"Yeah, the slide show is ready." Winter gestured to where she had it already set up and waiting, the projector fromm her phone showing the image on the wall. Her phone suddenly buzzed, Janet's caller ID popping up. Winter hung up quickly, she didn't have permission to be here. She swallowed hard, technically they had told her no school, they never said she couldn't come here. "Let's practice," Janet would call again, Winter knew. She didn't want to get Claude in trouble, but she also didn't want to go back to the apartment yet, where she would sit and wait to be given the all-clear to return to her daily life. Winter looked at the piece she was supposed to read, knowing that comitting something like this to memory would be easy. She could recall entire movie soundtracks at the tip of her tongue, surely a speech would be a piece of cake?

After running through it several times, Winter was beginning to grow bored of practice. After all, there were only so many times you could listen to Elise stumble through it and hide behind her plush toy. Weren't they the same age? Wasn't she embarrassed of her glass castle? Winter shook her head, recalling what Claude had said. This was a direct result of her trauma. "Elise, what if you tried acting it out instead of just reading it?" Winter suggested, crossing her legs. She was sitting on the floor, her cane slung across her lap. She was tired of standing and her knees had begun to shake. There came a soft knock from the door, "Claude?" It was Cynthia, "can you bring Winter out here? Her.... Mother is here to pick her up." She sounded nervous.

Winter groaned, knowing that this was going to happen sooner or later. She lifted her cane up and grabbed her school bag. "Sorry, it looks like our time today was cut short." She apologized, opening the door. Janet was here, along with two others. "You knew you weren't supposed to leave the house Ms. Matsuri," Winter swallowed hard. She was really in trouble if Janet had called for backup. "You said no school, you didn't say I couldn't come here." Winter stood her ground, she knew her rights. "Winter," Janet said sternly. "You were lucky I was able to track you here." Winter didn't want to do this here, not in front of these strangers. "Subject X, we request that you come with us for disciplinary action." They were going to think she was some kind of criminal.

"What if I say no?" She asked very softly, she could feel the ice creeping up her hands.

"What was that?"

"Fine," she tossed her school bag at one of the men Janet had brought for backup. "Sorry Claude, I'm not going to be at school for the rest of the week." Winter said as she stalked off.