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Hope resides within each one of those who dream of a better tomorrow. Within each one of those who...
I've moved! I'll probably be reapping over there, but I'm also open to interacting with indies.
I'm debating between reapping this account and making it an indie. So, just to get an idea of what's what, please like this if you're a raildex roleplayer.
I should be able to be on tonight. I'll get to Citta stuff then.
What would you do if someone did something harmful to a friend of yours, and you knew who that someone was?
{ A scenario that effortlessly summons an expression of w a r i n e s s to her visage. }
❝ It depends on the situation. ❞
What is your opinion on the west, specifically America?
{ i n d i f f e r e n c e forces miniature wings of true nightshade to acquaint themselves with their counterparts. }
❝ I don't have one. ❞
In the middle of his grievance, the words uttered by the lass made the crying man look up to her from his sulking form. At first he could not believe in her words for they sounded too good to be true. Until now he had only experienced awful people. But now he saw a strong, pure light shining behind her from the sky. In his eyes she carried long, feathery wings of purest white as she looked at him with consideration.
An angel? Was she an angel of mercy descending from the skies to aid him in his moment of trials?
" Y-You really mean that…? " He dried his eyes with the arm of his jacket, sniveling as he latched onto her right leg to praise and show her his gratitude. " Th-Thank you, thank you, lady! You’re a good person! "
Such scene however attracted attention from the nearby pedestrians. People who passed by seeing this show whispered in hushed tones, one guess being wilder than the other what it was all about. An elderly couple even reminiscing how they had been a similar situation when the old man had done something foolishly in his youth and asked for forgiveness from his significant other on his knees. Luckily for Wave, in his current state of happiness he was oblivious to his surroundings and couldn’t take in how embarrassing his current action was.
❝ huh? ❞
{ Having enthusiastically flipped through the marked pages of numerous manga volumes back home, the independent youngster cannot help but liken this unexpected situation to one that may occur in one of them. The only person to have deliberately performed such outlandish acts around her is her incredibly devoted roommate - a person who does not take presence in this enormous city at the moment. Someone who she has not had the pleasure of spending time with in quite a while. As that may not actually be such a horrible of a thing, perhaps it is a natural longing for the company of her dearest friends that enables her to desire the arrival of the teleporter.
For someone to dauntlessly cling to her leg without expressing any shame in the process, well, it is certainly baffling. He must have a tendency to be courageous or careless. Especially when the noticeable absence of familiarity that exists on his end is factored in. Wanting to properly convey gratitude when treated kindly by others is doubtlessly understandable, but acting with such desperation..is odd. It effortlessly leads her to believe that generosity is something that this luckless individual knows very little of. While pity might be garnered because of the sobering thought, she cannot allow herself to merely dismiss the inappropriate manner in which exposed limbs have encircled her leg. Definitely not now when people are beginning to take notice of this exceptionally bold display of thankfulness. Resisting the urge to conclude this somewhat uncomfortable moment by releasing a considerably small jolt of electricity, softened lips part once more so as to resolve this in a more civil - merciful - fashion. }
❝ It's nothing, you don't have to thank me. I ruined your groceries, didn't I? I'm making up for my mistake. So, you should let go. Now. ❞
You do realize that doing that is practically illegal, don’t you?
[A doubtful gaze was cast from the spiky-haired boy’s face as he wondered if she was serious about it. She had done it before so he could believe it, specially if it had no repercussions here like in Academy City since there were no patrol robots here that would get alerted of it. Still, the tone that Misaka was using made him almost rethink about offering her something as thanks but he wasn’t that ungrateful was he?]
Sure, if that’ll stop you from vandalizing machines, but only this once because I have to take care of my hard-earned money.
{ Illegal? To say that he is absolutely incorrect, well, that would be quite the convenient fabrication of truth. Yet, it matters not whether or not an irrefutable point has just been raised. Tangoing with rules and regulations is no foreign concept that effortlessly solicits hesitation when it confronts her. Besides, ensuring that one is not cheated out of a refreshing beverage is less demeaning than destroying entire buildings. Even the most unintelligent of souls can agree with her as far as that is concerned. Heaving out a rather modest sigh, the resolute esper speaks once more so as to respond to his query. }
❝ Who's going to stop me? I know how to take care of myself. ❞
{ She blinks upon hearing his answer to her own inquiry. Once, twice, thrice. Why is it that the older youth is so eager to prevent her from committing some minor crime? No matter, rejecting such a generous offer when it has kindly presented itself to her is most definitely not what she currently intends to do. }
❝ It will...for now. ❞
I'm officially online. I'll be getting to what I owe, and then continuing on to the next account. If anyone wants to wing it with a starter, let me know by liking. If anyone wants to plot, let me know by dropping an ask.
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In general, I haven’t been able to do as much online this week as I’ve been meaning to. Although part of it had to do with me getting things in order with my college, there’s another part to it. Since I’m not quite sure when exactly it’s going to be resolved, there is an explanation below the cut.
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While the busy life of Citta sprawled with things happening. People fighting in the back alleys, people holding hands in the public and other who were just rushing their way to their jobs before they would be late. All these events is what made the city breath. And the blue adorned man from the sea was starting to get used to it, how to avoid bumping into everyone and the like started to get into his mind and body.
However, life would not be life without its daily challenges. As we find our man walking back home from the store the last 30 minutes. It was a long trip but worth it once the fridge was to be refilled. On his journey, he faced a stray cat stuck with it’s head inside a box as it tried to get it out by thrashing around. Leaving his bag on the side to pull out the cat and let it run away, Wave puffed his chest proudly with his hands on his waist as he did a daily good deed.
However, such tranquil moment came close to an end as he witnessed a girl landing right in front of him. She was a pretty girl that much Wave could see. But the shock came from the sounds made when she landed and he witnessed his grocery bag underneath her shoe.
His jaw dropped and eyes filled with shock. Those eggs, that shortcake. The sound mixed of crunch and squish. Why, he was mortified by the whole ordeal.
It didn’t take long before his knees started wavering and he dropped down. Tears were already streaming down his cheeks as he feared the worst.
" A cute girl jumps out of nowhere only to have my food squashed why did this have to happen… " His hair drooped down over his face as he dropped his head. Is the even open by now? Would it be when he got back? All the money he spent, only to make for a cushion to some stranger.
Despair, Wave’s old friend.
{ The expression of astonishment that has seized his countenance is one that leaves the adventurous youngster feeling rather puzzled. Not because there was an unmet expectation for him to merely nod and voice a brief agreement of sorts, but because there is another emotion laced in with that shock. Terror? Devastation? Definitely something along those lines, but why is it that such a reaction has been solicited just by adventitiously forcing him to witness a stranger appear out of nowhere? Surely he is already well aware of the irrefutable fact that he does not inhabit this fabricated city in solitude. The wobbling of limbs as they cave in to permit their troubled owner to collapse to the chilled ground seems to be a bit exaggerated as well. He should not be facing any difficulty in the task of supporting his own weight.
However, the moment he speaks to comment, she becomes all too aware of her most apparent error. The compliment is certainly kind, but the mentioning of damaged edibles has vigilant notes of chocolate glancing toward polished shoes. It appears as if something assists them in avoiding a confrontation with the inhospitable cement. A bag. One that was once filled with purchased goods from a nearby grocery store. Items that would have remained intact...had she not accidentally landed on them. A nervous laugh swiftly escapes past penetrable gates of pink roses as she takes a single step back so as to cease punishing the now useless selections of food. Although his moment of misfortune reminds her of a unique acquaintance - a dependable ally - of hers, she sensibly opts against bringing that up for the time being. At the moment, it is far more important to deliver a heartfelt apology to him than to inform him of a resemblance he shares with another soul. }
❝ Sorry about that. I didn't realize that they were there. ❞
{ Of course, empty or not, those words are still incapable of immediately remedying the dilemma. She has uttered no spell to return them to their original state. Yet, there is something else that can still be done to make up for what she has done. }
❝ I can take you back to where you got them and treat you, if you want. ❞
[Touma wasn’t ungrateful but he was really bad at showing gratitude so this usually caused him trouble as well. Seeing the reaction from the Railgun, he couldn’t help but think she was mad at him now and since she was starting to walk away, he scratched his head in annoyance before walking towards her.]
So? What are you going to do now?
[He hadn’t really planned anything to do after everything that happened before being saved by Misaka’s appearance so he thought he might as well show some gratitude by offering a meal or something like that within his budget. Now that he thought about that, she lived like an ojou-sama back in Academy City so how did she even earn money here? He wanted to ask but he thought he might have to wait a bit to ask that.]
❝ Hm, use my technique on a vending machine and grab a soda. ❞
{ The discernible traces of a teasing grin that established themselves in her feminine voice during the release of that response echo once by gracing youthful features. Pearly stones of innocent snow exhibit themselves in a discrete yet still noticeable smile that hints at a refusal to unwillingly determine the validity of her answer. Whether an attempt at humor has just been made or if she actually intends to locate such a machine and excite it with a jolt of electricity is going to be left for him to decide. As she recalls her irritation, the facial expression flees with the exact same speed that it used to construct itself. }
{ At last, the soothing waves of tranquility douse the heated flames of frustration as the temperamental youth somewhat reluctantly halts in her tracks and steadily turns on her heel to face him. }
❝ I don't have anything in mind. Why? Is this your way of offering to make up for dragging me into something? ❞
Gekota~!
{ Descending to the unwelcoming ground without acquiring any major or even minor injuries in the process is generally believed to be abnormal by those who reside here. That much, the exceptionally intelligent esper has effortlessly come to properly comprehend as one can only perform such an incredible act so many times before being taken notice of by patently bewildered spectators. Not to make it seem as if a plethora of mystified souls have familiarized themselves with her and her unique abilities. Otherwise, a wary smile would not have found itself curling upon softened lips of bubblegum pink upon accomplishing the seemingly impossible feat in front of an absolutely unfamiliar individual. Extremities rapidly brush away nonexistent particles of dust that desperately cling to a pleated skirt whilst the electromaster bends over ever so slightly. }
❝ We're just going to pretend that didn't happen. ❞
You really need to grow out of that childish gekota stuff...
{ Weak laughter halfheartedly pushes its way past softened strips of pastel pink colored flesh in response to the statement regarding her beloved mascot. Yes, the tune has been performed on various instruments in the past, but she still has no intention of actually acting accordingly. Of abandoning her love for the meaningful amphibian who bestows genuine hope upon all who a d o r e him and his tales. }
❝ I've been told. ❞
{ out of electricity }
I spent the night redoing my theme, and spending time on other accounts. Tomorrow, I'll start back up here. In the meantime, if anyone sees this and wants a starter, let me know by liking.
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Below are the blogs that I am currently focusing on. They are listed in no particular order. Since I frequently change things around, I post something like this every now and then.
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Have you ever had anyone try to impersonate you?
❝ Not as far as I know. ❞
{ Oh how she hopes that that sliver of actuality will refuse to alter itself. }