Somber Music (Trinity/Rei)

Trinity frowned as she notice the sad look on the girl face. Yeah she found her bag but it won't worth if what she left in the bag was gone now. Stepping away from the shed she rubbed the back of her neck lightly. "I'm sorry the stuff in your bag is gone. Maybe we could help you look for that too?" She shrugged a bit. Trinity won't doing anything anyway right now plus she wanted to keep helping the girl. She just didn't want to see the sad look on her face.

"I mean if Marie is still willing to help. I don't wanna speak for the both of us." She said as she smiled at the girl lightly"So um what was in your bag?

She didn't want to ask them for help on this one in the first place, despite the pinkette offering such. Although she was concerned if they would ever tire themselves looking for a work of hers, but it's not like she would actually care if they weren't tired at all. She's clearly acting on these people who are probably sophomores or juniors like her, just so that she can get her belongings back. It's roughly embarrassing for an anti-social girl like Rei, who simply wants to retrieve what rightfully belongs to her. Top it off that she doesn't want to be here in this situation at all.

Back to the now missing content of her bag, it was surely something to grovel over. The materials used for the plushie were mostly from Kyoto, which includes the cloths, threads and other decorative parts on it. The stuffing was an extra delivered by her mother back in Okinawa, which is a complete waste to begin with. The sewing kit, to the very least, is safe at the dorms. Hopefully her damn roommate weren't to mess around with her things back there. She's already having trouble here.

"...a plushie." Although her words didn't sound serious, it was completely serious for Rei herself. It was something important, as a part-time job for a tailor that should cost thousands of yen for the quality product. She cares for her work and creations, alongside the decent amount of pay as well. "The materials used there are collected from Kyoto, the stuffings from my mother. That should've cost me a good price if I had safely stored it in this bag. I need to get it back.." Sure, long words are a pain here, but she had to go down to the nitty gritty. She can't go vague because this is like her life on the line here, her job equals her life. She wouldn't afford anything if it weren't for her job.

It wasn't music to her ears, for sure. Unlike the music that claims to be sad, gloomy and all day-round dull, this missing work of hers is more likely to be worse. Producing things like these are hard for her, you know. It's done completely by hand, since using a sewing machine flattens the plushies. Everything else is manual labor, which is suffer-able anytime. She needs to find it. Or else she's stopping her own earnings.

some coincidences are deliberate

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The explanation that followed thankfully clued her in as to what exactly had been discovered. She had no way of knowing currently if the missing materials factored into this girl’s enrollment at the school or if it was a hobby of sorts, but either way it was clear this was a matter of importance.

”Sure I’m willing. I’m all freed up for the rest of the day anyway, so I don’t really have a reason not to.” It was a boldfaced lie to be honest, considering she’d been planning on devoting this free time (again) towards classwork, but she couldn’t just brush someone off in a situation like this.

”Like I said, I know a staff member that runs a lost-and-found if you want to check to see if someone turned that stuff in. Could also ask some of the faculty if they’ve noticed anyone with them - I can’t imagine too many students here make plushies.” She interjected her own train of thought with a shrug of her shoulders, her free hand still hooked over one of her pockets. ”Or we could start looking elsewhere. Entirely your call.”

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"..I have a bad feeling if we'd check the lost-and-found section, I just, doubt it..." She confessed, folding arms and crumpling her face in distraught. It would be odd enough for someone to find the contents of her bag scattered everywhere and being promptly picked up by the staff, considering she had closed the bag shut. But it can happen if anyone had the guts to mess up everything of what rightfully belongs to Rei. It does seem doubtful.

Why does she have that instinct kind of feeling, where someone ripped apart her unfinished work somewhere still in the rooftop? She can see in her thoughts how terrible her work would look, stuffings flowing everywhere, the stitching reversed terribly, the whole cloth itself dipped in dirt and sprinkled with dust. It makes her wanna cringe. Top that off with a lower pay in her work. Not satisfying at all.

Her eyes quickly darted across the place. "I think it's somewhere here. If the bag was placed in this shed, maybe the plushies could be here. In a sense, they'd usually drag stuff here and there in the same place. Maybe it would work with this situation?"

Trinity nodded her head and looked around. "Well if you still think it's somewhere around here then we can look again. " The pink head girl shrugged a bit and rubbed on one of her charms that was on her bracelet. " But if it's not up here we should really go ask a staff member like Marie said."

With that said she looked on both sides of the shed and walked around it. "So ummm..." The started to ask something but stop when she remember that she didn't know her name. "I'm sorry I don't know your name. But I was going to ask how do your plushie look." Trinity finally asked as she from behind the shed.

"Sure." The only word that had come out of Rei's mouth was just that. Just sure. She didn't want to drag people into her situations which are simply put troublesome, but it wouldn't hurt to ask for help either. She'd at least choose that choice if she will take longer than she thought in finding her belongings.

Usually, no one wouldn't mind about her name. But these people did. They're bringing her to sharing everything about the Rei Ichihara. "Ichihara. Ichihara Rei," she properly answered, fixing her hair. "The plushies are cats, one mother cat and three little cats." Roughly, she was concerned about the plushies getting dirty, moreover ripped into pieces. Other than that she had to engage in searching for her things. Again.

some coincidences are deliberate

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The degree of scrutiny she could add to any given search was obviously hampered, but nevertheless she stepped lightly through the doorway of the shed, outstretched hands lightly brushing over the various objects and surfaces the shed contained. Rei did have a point; maybe the person who’d stumbled upon her bag had brought it into the shed to rummage through it in guaranteed secrecy?

Which was a really disconcerting thought, considering how personal this matter seemed to be, but if it meant that they had just been discarded somewhere in the shed...Marie was willing to root around in a rooftop shed if it meant she could possibly help someone out.

Thankfully the items she was searching for would be really easy to discern by touch alone from everything else. There was no need to deliberate over every item she inspected when it was that obvious. When she spoke up, somewhat under her breath as she slowly scanned every square inch, she felt like what she was saying was sort of redundant - but then again, this seemed like a situation where reassurance wouldn’t hurt. ”I’m sure we’ll find them somewhere…” Her speech trailed off as she nudged open a box that didn’t feel quite full, gingerly reaching in a hand to search it.

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