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❝Ｉ'll save you from Homura, Madoka! You can believe me... ...but can I?❞ Indie Sayaka Miki, on the run from Homura.

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This time she appears unsettled at the burst of anger, breath catching so sharply it can be heard and tensing up like she hadn’t done before — widened blue eyes looking up to her variant like she knew and painfully acknowledged she was nothing more than a—

—good-for-nothing monster.

But she consciously remembers those words are not directed towards her as the other words sink in, but less than the previous ones. She was not the one who had took all those people from the one in front of her. Sit back and enjoy someone’s misery? She wouldn’t do that to anyone, but herself.

Somehow though, maybe by some kind of luck, Sayaka does draw back. It doesn’t help ‘Homura’ calm down that much from the previous words, but it wasn’t like the pure anger had scared her. That was another topic for some other day where she somehow still managed to survive.

She’s just not sure how to handle the question seeing how this variant depised the name of ‘Akemi Homura.’

It’s not like she liked it that much either.

“You… you really don’t know who you’re speaking to, do you? I’m not sure you want to hear it, but I guess I have no choice.” She pauses only to look away, exhaling slowly. “…I am a variant of yourself. A timetraveler one, to be more specific. I’m using magic to cover up my appearance—”

She snaps her fingers. In the same blink of that second, she suddenly looks… exactly like Sayaka — except for odd violet eyes.

“—see?”

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「水」―　Ｔo see violet eyes in the place of her usual cobalt eyes was enough to shock her to her core. She had heard of different variations in which people besides Homura was the timetraveler. But to see herself in the role, in the guise of Akemi Homura no less, was shocking. 

　　　　　❝S-so this means．．．❞　Sayaka stammered as she tried to compose her thoughts. This could be a trick, but why would she even still think that now? Why would anyone fake this?

　　　　　❝Everything must be better for you then? No demon to battle, no transfer student to mess up everything――― that’s the case right?❞　Her optimism was at it’s peak at this point. It almost seems like a dream came true. It almost feels．．．

　　　　　．．．too good to be perfect.

　　　　　Her hope fell flat and she face went blank. Why did her variant had to take on such a disguise? Why can’t she live her life as Miki Sayaka instead of that dreadful Akemi Homura? Something must have happened. It had to be big in order for something like this to occur.

　　　　　　Her voice went meek and quiet as she tried to hold onto her previous optimism.　❝．．．right?❞

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“I wanted to see if you had come to your senses, yet, silly~”

The Witch-Goddess gave a little giggle as she sat at her table, sipping from her soda. “Uuu, Sayaka-chan, do you remember the first time we ate here?” she said, looking at the small ice cream shop behind her. “We were five, and I started crying when I spilled the ice cream all over myself, and then you cheered me up. That happened in this timeline too, didn’t it? It was so far back I don’t see why there’d be any alterations…”

Always with the mind games, the one and only Kriemhild Gretchen.

“I wanted to see if you had grown half a brain and realized you need me in this battle if you want to win. I wouldn’t want to see my best friend torn apart like a little doll~”

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「水」―　❝Ｉ．．．❞　Oh she hated the mind games these witches and demons play with her. It didn’t make it any better that the one doing to is the witch of her best friend. She really didn't wanted it to come down to this. But at the moment, she relived the scene, wondering if things can go back to the way it did back in the day. 

　　　　　Now was not the time to be doubting herself. She was better than this. She wasn’t going to let off of her good work go to waste just because this witch-goddess, despite their friendship in the past. She was going to defeat Homura, but with those she knew she can rely on. She didn't need Gretchen's help. 

　　　　　❝That was with my best friend, Madoka Kaname. Just because you have her looks and her voice doesn’t make you the Madoka I came to love and trust over the years. You're not the same as her and never will be again.❞

　　　　　　　　　　❝But my answer is still the same.❞

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　❝Ｎｏ．❞

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Hiatus (March 23 - March 26)

;;alright I think I only mentioned this as a tag on one of my threads but not to anyone else so here’s the breakdown.

I’m not going to be in my hometown for the days mentioned above because of a college road trip my school is hosting. I’ll have my tablet because bringing my laptop is a no, but it’s just mobile so not really helping my blogs.

I’ll get to as many people as I can now but starting tomorrow, I won’t be able to reply to any threads or post new ones. I’ll do the drafts though.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

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  For a moment, the only emotion on her gaze is that of pure confusion at the words her alternate is saying. When the sword was drawn with the words ‘Law of Cycles’ settling in — ‘Homura’ comes to realize what the other is trying to get across, or more importantly why she’s burning with rage.

  Eyes flicker at the blade that could go across the throat at any moment before looking back up to Sayaka.

  “And what makes you think—” She takes a small breath in between, fingers gripping the hem of her skirt in a more tense posture. 

    “—that I would tear my best friend apart and force her to live in a fake world? I don’t know where Akemi Homura is, but I am not her and I wouldn’t hesitate twice to bash her head in if I saw her.”

  The tone lacing her words matches well with the one the knight is using upon her own last words — a more fiery look on her eyes. Not directed towards this variant or how she was being plainly confused, but because of the thought of the demonic variant.

  “Whetever you choose to believe me is completely up to you, but killing me won’t get your Kaname Madoka back — no matter how much I look like that demon.”

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「絶望」―　Ｓayaka didn’t know rage can boil inside of her fast until now. She thought this Homura was playing her like a fool, that she didn’t even wanted to register the words right away.

　　　　　　　　　❝ＹＯＵ　ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ！❞

　　　　　　❝You have taken everything from me, Akemi Homura! My best friend, my lover, my mentor, my duties――――everything! And what did you do? Sit back and enjoyed my misery! Do you understand how I―❞

　　　　　　The moment the words left her mouth, she suddenly thought about the girl’s words. Why would she try to distance herself from... well herself? Why was she more expressive about her feelings towards people now? It wouldn’t make do anything like that. It’s out of her character the more she thought about it. 

　　　　　　　　If she wasn’t the one she was looking for, then who is she?

　　　　　　She lowered down her sword and moved it away from the ravenette. A questionable expression replaced her once rage filled one. As she calmed down, her eyes never strayed from the magi as she wonders what to do next. ❝If you’re not Akemi Homura, then who are you exactly?❞

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「水」―　Ｃobalt eyes lit up as Sayaka saw on a familiar pinkette. Her heart began racing with excitement. Every fiber of her being wanted to run and grab her, just to believe that it was her friend again. She didn’t care if it was the friend she knew. 

　　　　　 She just wanted assurance of what she was doing was right.

　　　　　❝Madoka!❞　Her voice rang throughout the hallway. She didn’t mind the stares she got, or the teachers that might yell at her. She was much too happy to see her.　❝How are you?❞

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　 At this time, ‘Homura’ wasn’t really thinking or looking around her to spot the variant around. She was wandering around, seeing what she could find. Though something was weird around the air, it was only when this particular variant appeared around the corner of her eye, a cape materializing and flowing slightly, that she lifted her head—

　  —and was meet with the sight of a variant of herself, burning with an anger equal to the one she directed to herself.

　 Something about it actually unsettles her for the first time in a long while. As tempted as she was to say a thing along the lines of ‘what the hell is your problem?’, she merely pursued her lips and kept her hands on her lap. No harsh movement, nothing too problematic. She was already in danger.

　 　 “Nothing really.” Her voice is calm and genuine, her own eyes not diverting from the other’s despite the intense stare. “If anything, I was heading home. I was looking around and went too far away, that’s all.”

　 A pause.

　 “…I don’t know what your reason for doing so is, but if you’re going to hurt me, you shouldn’t do it here. We’ll grab attention — and innocent people might die. I’m not interesed in that. I don’t think you would be either.”

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「絶望」―　Ｓhe scoffed at the excuses she heard from the ravenette. 　❝That’s rich coming from you, demon. Since when did you care about other people’s safety?❞

　　　　　　Though something was a bit off about this one. If she was the Homura she was angry at, she would have made some smart remark at her or at least lie about what she was doing. This one was the exact opposite. Civil, truthful, some regard to the safety of the people around her... 

　　　　　　❛It must be a trick. Trying to make me drop my guard．．．❜

　　　　　　She drew her sword and aimed it at the variant. A bit of her anger has went away but her blue eyes still seethed with rage.　❝We can fight wherever and whenever. I don’t what I have to do, just as long as I take back the piece of the Law of Cycles  ＹＯＵ  stole.❞

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;;you know what? i’m making starters for all of the new people here unless they don’t want it. just let me know if you don’t.

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「絶望」―　Ｓayaka couldn’t think at all when she saw the person in front of her. Out of anyone else she could have been stuck in a metro car with, it was h e r. She didn’t even bother checking to see if it was the Homura she had been so afraid of all this time. 

　　　　　　   Immediately she stood up from her seat. She can’t even the mere thought of her. She didn’t care for formalities. She wanted her gone. 

　　　　　　Transforming into her magi attire, her eyes burned with the all of the pent up anger and hatred towards the demon she fled from.　❝Hey,❞　she spoke with her anger seeping through her words like venom. 

　　　　　　❝ＷＨＡＴ　ＡＲＥ　ＹＯＵ　ＤＯＩＮＧ　ＨＥＲＥ？❞

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「水」―　❝Ｗhy are you here, Gretchen? I thought I made my choice loud and clear,❞　she said as she felt a foul taste with the mere mention of the witch goddess’ name. 

　　　　　　After some time, she thought about the end result of her plan. What would see do when she reinstates Madoka? She thought at first that she would be content being her messenger again, but now she wasn’t quite sure. Hopefully Gretchen won’t ask again.　❝Can’t keep a lady waiting forever.❞

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I just wanted you all to see the mun behind amorisfatale, periitmiles, angeisnothere, and decipilancer. 

You can’t see them, but I also had some brown boots that are heels as well. 

Just because I wasn’t here for Munday. 

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「水」―　❝Ａnd without any further ado...!❞

　　　　　❝Puella Magi Miki Sayka here...!❞

　　　　　❝And I'm not going to let anything stand in my way.❞

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madomagi was screening at manifest yesterday and we popped in just in time for sayaka’s episodes aww yeah ^p^

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"You left the door open," she told her sarcastically, staring down her variant…

… What was with that dress…?

"… I honestly don’t know."

{水} -- Noting that this was in fact a variant of herself, she promptly changed appearance to that of her human self, to make sure that she was more comfortable talking to her this way.

"I see... are you as wayward as I was once, looking universe after universe for the answer to all of your problems?"

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Kriemhild Gretchen

"So, you refuse to save your own existence through battle or through diplomacy? Hehehe, that’s very interesting, though sadly one or the other one will be happening today. You see, no being magical girl or human has left this barrier unless I willed it, so unless you have a few tricks up your sleeves, your mine."

Gretchen grinned like a chesire cat, crossing her arms as she stepped up from her throne and took a step closer towards the visitor. She would stay here, she would learn to accept salvation. Though, it has been awhile since she had someone beg to be saved, maybe she could go a more violent route this time.

{水} -- She simply held her head higher at the witch. She wasn't phased by the witch's behavior as she made herself seem more cofident than she actually was.

"I'll accept your challenge. But be warn, Gretchen. I'm not that easily to submit to anyone's will."

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"Actually, I’m not really sure o’ that myself." Kirika replied. "So now it’s my turn to ask- Who, or better said, what, are you?"

{水} -- "I am the Goddess of Peace, who was formerly known as Miki Sayaka. I am responsible for making sure that everyone is safe from any kinds of threats from the outside. And you are?"