A Cruel Kindness

Independent roleplay blog for an AU version of Kyouko Sakura from PMMM. Please read her profile for more info.

[ineptusamor]

"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

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Sayaka glanced at Kyouko briefly, before averting her eyes just as quickly at the comment she made last. 

Did she really? Sayaka supposed so. It was hard to properly care for yourself when your father on occasion barred you from it, and eventually as a result causes a state of mind that can’t even conjure up an appetite.

But now in a calmer state of mind and given a chance to think about it, Sayaka was pretty hungry…”All right…if your folks really won’t mind.”

[cupiditamala]

"Nah," the redhead quipped. "We look forward to visitors." Sayaka’s sudden reluctance to meet her gaze made her wonder if she had said something wrong. Maybe she’d ask later.

It was a while before she finally saw her house within her line of sight; Kyouko took the liberty to dash ahead and open the door. “It ain’t much, but make yourself at home.” She grinned, almost sheepishly. “I’ll tell my folks you’re here.”

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"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

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Sayaka simply followed as Kyouko handed out her pamphlets with surprising ease to the crowds. Huh. They were pretty receptive to the idea of visiting, weren’t they? Ah well…well, it wasn’t Sayaka’s business anyway. 

She glanced at Kyouko’s empty hands, and then at Kyouko. “You’re pretty good at that. Guess you’ve got a charm about you, hm?” She asked, tilting her head.

[cupiditamala]

Kyouko grinned and briefly wiped her hands against her pants. "Flattery ain't gonna get ya anywhere. But it helps." She shrugged and started walking, motioning with her hand for the other girl to follow her. "I've been doin' it for a while. Ya get used to it real quick."

'And eventually stop seein' them as people.'

"I'll ask my mom if she can cook somethin' up for ya once we get there," the redhead spoke out loud, eyes darting back to look at Sayaka. "Don't think she'll mind too much. Anyone's welcome to the church. And you look like you could really use some food."

[ineptusamor]

"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

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Sayaka took the pamphlet, looking at it with a raise of her eyebrows. Her father’s church? Sayaka wasn’t a largely religious person, honestly. Though she did give the girl a nod, and stuck the pamphlet into her back pocket. 

"Sure, sure I can do that. No one’s in a particular rush, I think." She pointed out with a small shrug.

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"You say that now, but I ain’t gonna take too long. Can’t have ya fainting or anythin’," Kyouko chuckled, in a—quite possibly—poor attempt to lighten the mood somewhat.

She turned and saw a couple of people standing scattered along the street across from her and the other girl. She squared her shoulders and walked up to them, giving Sayaka a brief glance back before shifting all of her attention on the bystanders. 

It was a routine practiced so often she had committed it not only to memory, it might as well be heart, too. Just approach with a smile, ask them how they’re doing, make small talk. And then bring up questions and topics that didn’t really have clear-cut answers, to garner curiosity. After that, suggest coming to the church. That was all.

Of course, a little bit of… magical persuasion never hurt anyone. 

'Nothin' to it,' Kyouko mused as she watched the people each take a pamphlet from her hands until she had none left.

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"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

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Kasamino? Hm…Sayaka had never been there, though she knew where it was. She wasn’t really familiar with it at all. Though admittedly, going there now sounded kind of appealing in its own right, even if with someone she just met. 

It wouldn’t hurt, right?

"Well…I mean—are you busy? Right now, I mean."

[cupiditamala]

The corners of Kyouko's lips hitched upwards ever so slightly at the other girl showing some amount of interest. And rather quick, too.

"Well I still got something to take care of, but it can be done pretty quick," she answered. 

As if to explain, she pulled out a couple of small thin pamphlets from the back of her pants. Handing one towards Sayaka, she spoke, "This here talks a little about the Sakura Church--my dad's. He's the priest there, see. He made these to try and convince people to come and give his teachings a listen. And I do my part by going out sometimes and trying to recruit 'em."

Kyouko tilted her head. "I'd say I only need to go up to a few more people. 'til I run outta pamphlets anyway. Think you can hold out?"

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"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

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Well Sayaka realized she looked worse for wear right now. She doesn’t know how to response though, when people felt need to point it out so obviously. She opted for silence instead, shrugging as she scratched her head. 

"Sayaka Miki…I um…live in an apartment in the residential areas…but I guess I’ve been doing a lot of wandering around the city lately. Ah…nevertheless, nice to meet you."

[cupiditamala]

"Kyouko Sakura. The pleasure's mine," the redhead returned, bowing her head slightly. "Heh, I know what ya mean. I'm only here a few times to get some work done. I live in Kazamino."

Kyouko jerked her thumb behind her shoulder. "It's right next to your city in fact. It ain't as fancy as what ya got here in Mitakihara, but hey. It's home."

She inclined her head once more. "... how 'bout ya come visit sometime? I could get ya food."

[ineptusamor]

"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

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"N…no, I didn’t…" She really hadn’t felt much like eating. She got into another fight with her father, and as a result, she’d woken up…well, sore and considerably torn up in mood. The end result was no appetite to convince her to eat.

[cupiditamala]

Kyouko clicked her tongue. She might as well be chiding her. 

"I don't know about you, but to me, it looks like yer a few minutes away from keelin' over." It probably wasn't the most sensitive thing to say, but that didn't stop her from pointing it out. 

She took a few seconds to rake her gaze over the girl. "Don't think I've seen ya around here before. What's yer name?"

[ineptusamor]

"When is the last time you ate?"

"…ah…last night…" 

[cupiditamala]

"Hm, well that's not very smart," Kyouko says, peering at her.

She had been wandering around town going on a few errands, only to run into this girl looking, quite frankly, a little worse for wear. Rather than leave her be, Kyouko just had to comment. 

"Did ya even have breakfast this morning? It's almost noon." She waved her hand in a vague direction, as if to emphasize the point.