s p x c i o s u s || nonaod
[ Michiru ]
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Michiru could understand, for she too had to go a lot of changes not so long ago. Longing for the past, trying to deny the future were things she has done too. But still, changes were nice too in a way. New kind people and miracles would come, and learn you a new thing. That’s why the pinkette is neutral about this subject.“I can understand that. The construction workers will be gone soon, and if people bother you again after that, please do tell me.”
Humans would listen to her after all, whether she had to use force or not. Michiru isn’t afraid to use her powers, after all. As much as she loves humans, she too tends to find them vile for their way of acting towards supernatural beings.
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❝ Bother…then…tell you? ❞
❝ No, it’s…not like that.
I think you…misunder-
stood. ❞
Explanation hovers upon the
tip of her tongue, manipulating
position of not-quite human
form. She stutters, she frowns,
she shifts, but meaning will
be made clear in time. Girl is
merely waiting for slightest
breath in other to make of
certain that she still has her
audience.
Satisfied, after seeing
movement in breath,
pause is no longer sustained
and explanatory vision is
allowed to take shape.
❝ I mean that they…talk to
me. ❞
❝ I…guess it’s kind of nice.
The problem is telling whether
they’re safe…or not. ❞
there was no s t a r d u s t strewn throughout your arteries
and no p o e t r y sewn to your broken heart.
I need you like a heart needs a beat
but that’s nothing new
this place is so dulled in colour
but it’s edges are so sharp
that i’m afraid i’ll cut myself byaccident
The shocked face didn’t surprise Madotsuki. In a place like this, you would think that no one but yourself would be around. She absentmindedly swung one of her feet back and forth while she waited for the girl to speak.
The raspy voice made her furrow her eyebrows, as well as her name. She knew another girl named Hana, that wasn’t very nice to her. It wouldn’t be a good idea to judge someone based on the similarity of names though.
“…Madotsuki is my name. It’s nice to meet you, Hana.”
She debated in her mind on whether she should tell her that they were in her dream. It would probably be better for her to know that from the start but there was also the chance that she wouldn’t believe her.“This is going to sound odd… But we are currently in my dream world. Sometimes people come in here when they fall asleep. It doesn’t happen very often though.”
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❝ Uh-huh… ❞
Arrogance sparked from never
considering (nor entering) the
dreams of others is diminished
in value to a point of -5. Vice
of surprise is in remainder,
though, remaining plastered
across tiny features. Head tilts
downwards, one could easily
reason it was an after affect of
a jaw-drop.
❝ Wha- but? ❞
❝ Really? ❞
Disbelief is mixed with
previous emotion, soon
overtaking it. As if in refusal,
head is shaken once
more although, maybe
she’s clearing it. Either way,
it didn’t make for a very
confident image, nor did it
make for a very friendly
impression; rather the
opposite, really.
❝ Madotsuki, then…you can’t
be serious. ❞
