ＬＩＴＴＬＥ ☆ ＳＴＡＲ

Key of Clow, power of magic, power of light, surrender the Wand, the force ignite. Release!

[hoshishoujo-blog]

@hxtsuzen

    Despite her young age she was not without manners, however on her way through one of the parks in sector six she couldn’t help but stop and stare at the elegantly dressed woman. There was a strange sense of deja-vu or something familiar about her, she couldn’t really explain it. Hence why she found herself staring unintentionally, large emerald eyes full of innocence remain transfixed upon her until she seems to take note and meets her gaze.

    “Oh! I’m really sorry Miss I didn’t mean to stare,” a sheepish laugh follows as she bows her head in apology. “I really like your outfit,” she quickly adds, a light tinge of red forming across her cheeks; a little embarrassed to be caught staring so rudely.

[hoshishoujo-blog]

@airabesque

    The barrel moved, she swore it did. An innocent stroll in the park turned a little weird when she’d gone to place some rubbish in the bin and had noticed a barrel not far off moving. Or she thinks it was moving, maybe she was just seeing things? But when she gently taps it with her star wand it slightly rattles from inside.

    “I-It did it again, it really did move,” somewhat unsettled. Maybe an animal was stuck inside? Yet she’s inclined to believe something a bit more spooky was lurking inside. Her imagination tended to be rather overactive when pertaining to things like ghosts, but a ghost couldn’t be trapped in a barrel right? “Hello? Is…is anyone in there?” Guarded for whatever may spring forth or respond back.

[hoshishoujo-blog]

@finalfury

    She’d forgotten that on her first arrival the use of her cards had been limited, only possessing the fly currently. But that wasn’t all she’d forgotten; not only did she only have one card presently but that card in itself was limited. A crucial mistake when she’d chosen to use the card to find her way around, scouting high above the city buildings, white wings protruding from her back. However she lost track of time and after twenty minutes or so whilst she began to gently lower herself to perch upon a rooftop, the wings suddenly disappeared as if she’d dispelled the card. Luckily she was close enough to the roof to fall but not hurt herself too badly, but her balance proved to be her downfall as she landed right on the edge. She was athletic certainly but she could also be quite clumsy.

    “Ah—!” Wobbling in an attempt to regain her balance, to no avail. She falls backwards over the edge of the building, yelling for help as she fell. Normally she could get herself out of a situation like this, but with no cards at her disposal she was just a normal eleven year old. Her cries for help would likely be noticed by the young man that happened to be walking right below her, whether he could catch her or be used to cushion her fall depended wholly on his reaction time.

[hoshishoujo-blog]

@prodose

    “D-did you hear that?” Edging herself behind the young man who’d offered to show her the way to district delta where she was meant to be living. The shock this time around wasn’t so well...shocking as she’d ended up here before, so everything wasn’t wholly new and confusing, but confusing enough to need some help to find her way around. As such she’d gotten herself lost and night had fallen, and she’d somehow ended up in sector three where she’d crossed paths with the man that had agreed to help her. “There it was again, is...is someone following us?” Keeping her wits about her as it felt like someone was following them, hearing faint footsteps every so often. Maybe it was bandits or worse...ghosts!

[hoshishoujo-blog]

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[misaki-vi-britannia]

Sakura Kinomoto ~ Cardcaptor Sakura

[mimi-miru]

Some older art of Sakura and Keroberos.

[cardcaptorchronicles]

[ouxiang]

　“I… I’m fine, don’t worry!”

　Just as the other girl’d tripped over her feet, Maizono trips over her words at first; she’s slow to stand up, and it takes her longer still to really process what had just happened. It had been one thing after another, all too fast, and all too sudden.

　But the truck hadn’t even slowed down. Maizono dusts off her own knees, before offering a hand to the teary-eyed girl. She hardly looked like she was out of grade school; nine, ten, twelve at most? It’s not like she can yell at a kid that young for knocking her over. Or at anyone, really.

　So instead, Maizono offers the most reassuring smile she’s capable of. “Um, I don’t mean to pry, but… Are you alright? It seems like you’ve got a lot on your mind…”

　Why else would she have wandered straight into oncoming traffic without realizing it, right?

[hoshishoujo-blog]

She blinks away the tears and lightly grasps the extended hand to bring herself back up on her feet. Brushing away any debris on her skirt, she steels herself to keep the tears at bay, crying wouldn’t help right now, she knows that. The smile present on the young girls face, despite having just been knocked over, reassures her somewhat.

“Again I’m really sorry,” shuffling her feet a little nervously, “but I’m okay really” attempting her own smile as she gently waves her hands in a dismissive motion. “Everything is just a bit confusing, I don’t really understand what’s going on,” that man in the white coat had only perplexed her further honestly. “I can’t find any of my friends either, do you think they’re here too?” If so she wanted to find them quickly, she couldn’t bear the thought of Tomoyo being all by herself.

[ecflorui-blog]

          ❝ I do hope you don’t take offense in my asking, because I’m sure that it’s important to you– ❞ Eyes shift back and forth between the girl and the plastic wand held in her hands. It was cute, yet strange. Many other people seemed to carry around weapons of their own, but a plastic wand? What possible use could it have for combat?

          ❝ What’s the wand for? It’s really cute, but doesn’t look like it can be used..do you play magic tricks? ❞

hoshishoujo 

[hoshishoujo-blog]

Clutching said wand between slender fingers as a young woman enquires to it’s purpose. Of course it wasn’t normally plastic, usually made of a more sturdier material but was somehow changed upon her arrival here.

“Oh no I don’t mind,” she’s surprised more people haven’t asked her about it as she’s more open about wielding it here than back home. A wide smile appears at the compliment, the staff had been made especially for her as Clow’s successor, so to hear someone else say they thought it was cute made her happy. “It’s not normally plastic, but it got changed once I got here, I guess in a way I can do magic tricks with it,” a somewhat sheepish laugh followed. “I use it to summon the magic within my cards...that probably sounds a bit strange doesn’t it?”

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[sequorfides-blog]

      SHE’D been standing close enough to overhear but not enough to have been able to assist in stopping the apparent object from drifting into the elevator doors. Unfortunate as it was however she gives pause to consider the girl’s words. She is sincere in her predilections to assist, but such an inclination was only equivalent to her curiosity. From where she once stood a short distance away from the girl she begins her approach, clearing her throat as if to announce her presence before she speaks, “Excuse me.” 

      “Perhaps I could assist in bringing your card back? I do intend to head down the elevators myself.” Her inquisitive gaze drifts a moment to the elevators to observe, and then toward the girl’s teary eyes once more. “But what exactly are you frightened of down there, if I may ask?”

[hoshishoujo-blog]

Her eyes quickly shift to the individual who spoke up and offered their help. Her worried expression morphs into a gleeful smile that someone would be so kind to help her, although she feels a little bad that the young girl overheard her complaining. “You wouldn’t mind coming with me?” She had to admit she’d feel much more at ease with someone there with her.

“Well I overheard someone say there were plants down there that ate people and...and...” hesitating in continuing her explanation as the mere thought of such a thing frightened her. “That the people who got eaten there are now g-g-g...ghosts!” She eventually blurts out. Of course it could just be a made up story, but there was always the chance of it being real. This city wasn’t exactly normal so the chances of it being true were much higher than usual.

[hoshishoujo-blog]

memoraia

White wings spread wide across her back as The Fly is activated. Where her other cards were she doesn’t know, but it troubles her every day, were they all right? After all they weren’t just magical cards, she considered each card her friend. So each day she traversed the city in hopes of finding them, thinking that maybe they’d been scattered once more.

Far above the city she could scope out a larger area, not having to worry about anyone seeing her as it seemed like many people here possessed magical powers of some kind. However, at this point she was unaware that her own powers had been limited, and it’s only when the wings upon her back begin to flicker and fade does she realise something is wrong.

“Huh?” Glancing back to see The Fly dematerialise back into it’s card state, realising her rather severe predicament. “Huh!?” Repeating herself, although her tone is far more urgent, followed by a loud scream as she begins to plummet back to the earth. But in some twist of good luck she falls directly into a large pond, breaking her fall with a large splash, the small wave flowing over the bank to drench a young boy wearing a large hat. Resurfacing with a loud gasp for air, not noticing the other straight away as she attempts to catch her breath. 

[hoshishoujo-blog]

opticallyenhanced

The city was big, bigger than what she was used to perhaps, or maybe it was just that this was no ordinary city. One day your favourite shop might be on one street, then the next day it was gone, it was that unusual. Although the young cardcaptor was rather used to strange occurrences, but unfortunately in this predicament she couldn’t do anything about it. As such, she’d gotten hopelessly lost in sector one, and with the sun setting less and less people were about and whole place became much more, for lack of a better word, creepy.

So unsettled that she’d summoned her star wand, clutching it tightly between lithe fingers. With only The Fly card in her possession there wasn’t much she could actually do if anything or anyone suspicious decided to approach. It’s just her luck then that she hears footsteps quickly approaching, bringing her staff replica up just in case as she sees a large shadow cast from the street lights yet the figure remained shrouded in darkness.

“W-Who’s there?” Were they following her? Or was it just a coincidence? It couldn’t be a...ghost right?

[the21stknight]

版権ログ/零＠ブレ厨

[hoshishoujo-blog]

hansei-hansui

Try as she might to find some sense of normalcy in this strange city it seemed to be all in vain. No friends, no family and only a single card in her possession, it was easy to feel alone. Yet there was one thing she still had, her invincible spell, the words she would repeat to herself as a reminder that no matter what she wouldn’t give up.

“I’ll surely be all right,” quiet words whispered to herself as if to confirm her resolve once more. After her little moment of reassurance she continues to eye the crafts on the shelf before her, trying to pick out the right items and colours for what she wanted. Art had never really been her strong point, but she’d gotten better at making small toys. There’s someone else in the same aisle who seemed to know what he was doing, maybe there would be some benefit in asking for some advice?

“Excuse me sir, but do you know what might be good for making signs? I wanna make some to help find my friends but I don’t know which paints would be good,” she politely asks, gently gesturing to the variety of paint types across the shelf.

[crybabytrapmaster]

“If I’m good at that, wa? Please, as a profesional trapmaster, climbing trees faster than adults is part of my very special set of great talents, ohohohoho! Now you stay there and take notes, while I make a live demonstration, wa!”

Satoko had heard the trapped cat meowing right before Sakura turned to talk to her. Back in Hinamizawa, she installed many of her traps on trees at the forest surrounding the village, so this was as natural to her as walking. She got her legs on the trunk, climbed a bit, grabbed a branch and voilà! There she was right to the feline’s side.

“Now, kitty kitty, be good and come to Satoko’s lap, wa. Yup, just like that.” With the animal under control, Satoko inclined her body so that she was using mostly her legs to still herself in place, letting her hands free to bring the cat down enough for Sakura to hold.

[hoshishoujo-blog]

“Trapmaster?” She’s not sure what climbing trees had to do with traps but she’s unable to inquire further as the young girl makes her way up the tree trunk. Her confidence was something to admire, although Sakura was certain she didn’t really need to take notes as she was perfectly capable of climbing trees...it was just a little high thats all. Regardless, she watches carefully as the kitten is gently coerced onto the girls lap then handed down to her, lithe arms reach out to grasp the small animal that still seemed to be a little shaken.

“That was really brave, Satoko-san was it?” Remembering that she referred to herself as such. “You don’t need to be scared anymore,” slender fingers rubbing behind the cats ears, purring in contentment at the attention. “I wonder where it’s owner is, ah! Maybe I should make posters to see if anyone has lost a cat?” That seemed like the best thing to do, maybe her new acquaintance would like to help out?