#asukaoshiro

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Flute Player | OPEN

Up to the school's rooftop garden- that's where the girl's feet took her. With a gentle pitter-patter barely even audible Shizuko darted up the stairs, the coldness of the metal object gripped in one hand seeping into and settling in her skin.

The door swung open and suddenly the dazzling light was hitting her eyes. In a feeble attempt to block it out the same occupied hand lifted above her head and she walked into the garden, the other hand slowly and carefully shutting the door behind her. Despite the momentary blindness that accompanied the sun's sudden appearance the brunette grinned, starting off at a stroll around the garden. Ah, what a nice day! The weather was nice, classes were over, and the garden was practically secluded! That definitely called from some relaxation time, and a nice bit of music practice to go with it.

As she walked, flute in hand, the other garden-visitor almost escaped her notice, and she paused in her tracks. Hmm...Disturbing someone else would be no good, not at all.

"Ah, h-hello!" She called to the other student. "Would you m-mind if I played my f-flute up here?"

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h(omura)itomi tsukino and asu(mado)ka oshiro

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Spills | asukaoshiro

Crap.

Shizuko’s face flared up in a blush as she looked down, only to realize that, in her dazed state, she had dumped the entire contents of the her cup down the front of her sweater, which unfortunately sucked it up like a sponge. The huge spot was more than visible, and already a few people were beginning to stare.

Loudly apologizing to the other people in the cafeteria the girl dashed out and down the to the laundry room, tearing off the purple sweater and throwing it into the washer almost immediately after entering the door.

A sigh of relief blew out as she watched the fabric spin behind the glass, until the click of the door caused her to tense and turn around quickly, not wanting to suffer any more embaressment. Her shoulders sagged as she eased them, and another relieved sigh escaped when she saw who it was. “Oh, Oshiro-san! Got a lot of laundry?”

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3rd: My muse’s reaction to yours being tortured in front of them while they’re restrained

The sharp nails of her captors hands bit into Shizuko's arms as she struggled against them, using all of her strength to desperately try to break free. Hot red blood ran down her forearms, and this mixed with the screams echoing throughout the room to hit hard upon her. But there was no way she could just give up."OSHIRO-SAN!!" This was her own scream now, her only way of reaching out to the girl in front of her. The girl suffering, the girl wailing and going through oh so much.It was unbearable to keep watching, but there was no way Shizuko could pry her eyes from the bloodied form in front of her. No, then Asuka would be alone with all of her pain, even if her only company now was the blue gaze filled with tears.

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Play-Date | asukaoshiro

"Hm~!!" Shizuko strolled around her small dorm room, tweaking the arrangement of the stuffed toys and treats laid out on the table. Today was going to be really fun! Oshiro-san and Laura were going to come for a 'play-date' with Laura and Usakura-chan. And why not set out some treats, too? It'd be terribly rude to not have a snack at least. Ah, this was nice. It made Shizuko feel like a little girl again, but that was okay. After all, she'd never had friends over often, so this was special, even if it was just her dorm room. Fidgeting slightly Shizuko sat down with Usakura in her lap, waiting for her friend.

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"Hm!"[ her hands are clasped around a big bouquet of orchids, and she hands them over to Asuka, smiling ]"These are for you! I hope you like them, Oshiro-san!"

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You open your door to find a box with air holes cut into it, wrapped up with a ribbon. There is a note tied onto it addressed from Laura, Asuka's puppet. It literally says nothing but 'From Laura'. Inside the box, in a little dress made out of a cut piece of a small towel, is your very own pocket Asuka.

"…..?"

As she sees the tiny Asuka, Shizuko can barely do anything but sit there and stare down at her. “……..Oshiro-san…? Y-you’re so…..little.” With gentle fingers she picks up her now miniscule friend, and places her in the palm of her other hand. Her hand lifts to her face and she looks closer at Asuka. “H-how did this happen? It’s almost like something from a book.”

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 asukaoshiro said: (what where)

 shsl-mortician said: //psst I wanna see it//

tosses at you guys