#existentialismee

[fanfanlemoko]

"Je veux m'arracher au confort abrutissant des villes occidentales. Car ce mode de vie est ennuyeux. De l'autre côté du monde, la mort est une routine. On s'ennuie presque autant mais on est occupé à vivre une heure de plus."

— Thierry Marignac

[occultacarne]

@existentialismee

People are mingling at the dinner party. Some are chit-chatting with Vanth and Sebastian, but eventually the King excuses himself. Before walking away, he gives Vanth a quick kiss on the cheek and then steps away from the dinner tables.

He stands at the near edge of Sky Strewn Isle, overlooking the other floating islands.

"You have a similar presence as that human over there," he gestures at a light brown-haired girl. Hanabi can be seen eating some of the catered food.

"Are you two related in any way?"

[starlightdive]

@existentialismee

"Hey, Watanuki? Can I ask you a strange question?" Following up on his invitation for tea, Lilli had brought a few snacks along, as well. She sat cross-legged, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.

"I've known you for a while, but I realized I don't know a lot about this shop. What exactly is a wish granting shop, anyway?" It's said with a sheepish laugh. "You'll have to forgive my ignorance; if you deal in magic, I'm not well-versed in the subject. Never had a talent for it, myself."

[phantommirrored]

@existentialismee

Shadow had not been in the city long, but he'd heard word on the street of a branch that'd recently emerged where the light didn't touch, and it basically had him hooked. Ever since his return he'd been staking out one house in particular. No one ever entered or left, so, when he finally decided he'd do some residential spelunking...The door to the house being ajar put the shade on high alert.

Whoever these kids were that beat him to the punch, well, he'd just have to give them a good scare. The sword that laid in its scabbard on his back was easy enough to pull from its sheath. The blade had a good heft in his hand too. With a bounce or two to get a feel for how the weight of the blade would potentially react to being thrown, he chucked the blade with all the strength he could muster, the pommel of the sword shattering the window on impact.

"...Easy enough." Though he really didn't need to, he pulled himself up and over the windowsill, effectively entering the house through the now broken window! "Hup!"

[hanabisays]

@existentialismee

"I may have gone a little all out! BUT!!!! It's Spring. I'm a little late, but I thought it would be super neat to cook all kinds of food to start the season off. Besides, your birthday was just before."

Whatever reason she got to cook such a feast, right?

[charadrxxmxrr]

-> @existentialismee

🍙+ mochi!

“What is this?”

Chara holds the — it’s almost a dumpling, but with a different texture to it — food carefully in there hand. It’s almost the size of their palm, and Chara has the feeling it’s not supposed to look this big in comparison.

The texture of it, as noted, is soft, and almost sticky, though there’s a healthy amount of what appears to be flour or some other anti… stickiness… doused over it. Chara pulls gently at the dough, just a bit, and marvels at how it gives way.

“This is very interesting.” There’s a pause, before they hold it back up. “Thank you for showing me. I am sure it tastes delectable. Will you eat it now, or save it for later?”

… it seems like Chara doesn’t realize Watanuki is giving it to them to eat. Like they don’t expect to be given food.

[esperpeanuts]

@existentialismee // starter

Anya's been worried lately. Bond, Loid and Yor must be missing her... and there's no sign of them coming at all. She misses her friend, and her toys and her room. But, she's happy with Gregor, so she feels guilty for being homesick, so she keeps it to herself. But it's been weighing on her, leaving her a little more sluggish than usual.

And that's what's on her mind she, while she's out with Gregor, she notices it.

The store front is so strange. It doesn't quite fit with the surroundings, and she honestly isn't sure what to make of it. Gregor normally doesn't like her to wander away, but... the building is so curious. No one else around her seems to really notice it, their thoughts on other things and problems, as if the place doesn't even exist.

Anya doesn't really know why, but it feels important.

She casts a look down the street, not seeing her temporary guardian, and then hurries for the front gate, pushing it open and slipping inside. Her hands nervously curl around the strap of her penguin bag as she approaches the front door, and steps inside.

"Whoaaaa..." It kind of makes her head feel funny though. She shuffles around the room, looking at everything with wide, curious eyes and being careful not to touch anything. "Papa and I walk by here a lot, but I dunno if I've seen this place before..." She would have noticed this kind of thing, right? She at least would have heard people thinking about it.

[prxmrosx]

@existentialismee

She's disheveled, bruised, and cut up. Hanabi is exhausted, but she knows if she slows down here, she's cooked. Her mother doesn't seem to have much control over her own body, if not at all.

EOMMA! PLEASE COME TO YOUR SENSES!

Hanabi's plea after PLEA only falling upon deaf ears. Hearing the spirit laugh that nails to chalkboard cackle only dampened Hanabi's spirit a little. She's angry. In fact TOO angry. How dare the spirit latch onto her mother. As if getting rid of her father wasn't enough.

"Give me back my Mother!" Hanabi shouts, a strong force pushes the spirit back. It laughs, though strained as it REMAINS latched into Hanabi's mother.

Y̴͎̳̓̎̓ỏ̶̲̜̼̲̟͔͔̠̾͆̑̎̆u̷̘̾̂̆̿͋ ̴̢̭͙͓̝̼̈́̈́̑͌́t̷͙́̀̓̉̀́̕͜h̶̢̭̹̱̯͙̩̪́̋͑̐̈́́̾́į̶̖͓́n̸̜͙̜̲͗ķ̴̧̯̼͚̼̔̂̈́̈́͜͜͝͝ ̵͓̲̊̎̆͊̓t̷̯͓̟̰͎̣̰́̐͂h̸̡̛̞̰͇̳͙̰̣̉̏̈̅̅ặ̸̹͗̑̾̒̆͌͆t̷͙̲͔̠͇̿̈́̈́̾̋͑͜'̷̧̺͕̘̱̪̾̉͘͝s̶̫̜̜̋̾̑̒̄͝ ̵̦̤̳̫̼͓̭̎̌̑̄͋͜e̶̢̖̘̙̮͙̤̾̃͜n̷̩̞̞͉̹͍̆̀͌̌͑̔͒͝ö̴̜́̈́̒̈́̚̕u̵̡̡̠̰̰̼͌́̾͊ġ̶̢̨̨̳̪͎͕̐̍͂̕ḫ̴̢̭͒͌͜ ̴̟͓̻̹͇̰̬̑̉̑t̴̛͖̺̜̮͉̺̬͊̀͜͝͝o̷̞̹͕͐̽̍̔̕ ̷̧̦͎͇̻̱̈́͐̇ḟ̵̧̝̤͆͝͠ͅr̷̛͕e̸͙͑̋̋ȇ̸͚̿͗̈͆̚͝ ̸̛͙̹̬̝͍͐͆̔̋͘͘͜h̷̗̰̭͖̜̘͆̈́̽̋͒é̵̡͚̭̥̳͎͍̊͜r̷̰͇̪̭͇̆͝?̷̙͖̗̝̝̰͙̄ͅ ̵̢͎̞̙͉̽Ÿ̴̝͈͍̫̩͊͆́̊͛̅͐o̴͖̤͉̼̥̱̽̏̀̔͗u̷̳͓̩̍̒̉̑̐͆'̴̼̙̎l̸̻͈͓̭̜̘̦̈́͌͒͆̏̕̕l̸̪̩̭͚̝̐͑͌̔͜ ̵̛̟̓̊́̒͂̽ḣ̴̢͕̥̼̥̯̥̭́͛a̶̞̩̫̞̎v̶͓̫̯̠̮͌̓ͅe̷͓̝̘̜͈͍̣̎ ̷̗͈̮͇̞̙͈̅̌̇̾͘͘t̷͖͖̟̗̻͎̭̜̏͒̃͠o̷̘̯̥̊̍͛̽̚ ̸̳̳̗͍̂k̶͇̓͗í̶̖̗̪̜̟̮̦̐̃́̈́̅ḻ̴̰̈́̂̔̏͐̈́l̵̛̥͙̙̣͚̰̳̏ ̵̢̳̻̊̊͐͝h̸̺̖̘͍̔e̴͍̼͓̙̥̭̠̐̍̇ṙ̶̨͋̚͝ ̸̯̭̓͌͗̿͜ì̴̧̜͖̟̮ņ̷̘̈͌̆̿̌̆ ̸͍͉͛͂̋̿̾̋̿͝ͅô̶̻̭̍́̾̍̒͠r̸̡̡͎̝̮̱͕̿͗̓̈́̍̃̉̐d̷̘̙͇͓̠͙̯̓͌͗ͅe̴̗͖̎r̶̨͙̤̺̒̃̐̉́̏͘͝ ̴̭͎̳̝̪̾̂̾͐̕̕t̴̨̰̦̃͊̔̒͝o̶̖̽̐͜ ̴̡̠̝̫̬̲̣́b̴̬͖͐͆̈͂r̷͍̙̮͈̥͆̀̈́̒̑͂͘͝è̴̡͖͓́̏̊́̊̑ą̷͉̺̼̑̌͒̽̈́̚̕͝k̴̨̛̝͖͈̦̲̆͛̒͆͐ ̶̤͚̪͐̌̅h̵̥̪͚̱̓̕ẻ̶̞͕̲̞̀̕ṙ̵̬̈́̀̔͑͝͠ ̶̳͈̞͕̯̔f̵̼͎̺̓͂̚r̵͉̗̳̝̖͉͈̐ḛ̷̘̳̥̀ͅé̸͍͙̰̜̼͌́̔̓̓̒̃ ̴͍͕͇̠̲̫̗͗͠f̸̛̠̩̣̉͌̈͑̈́̍̀ͅr̷̛̰͉̗͇͚̘̀̑̚ȯ̸̼͍̺̝̥̈̈́ͅm̶̜͕̮̺̌͑ ̴̡͍̻̺̺̤̈m̵͈̟̞̾͐͆̆̍͛̑̚ę̷̳̬̱̣͇͒ͅ~̴̢̧͓͚̼̱͙͍̉͑̋̍!̵̧̨͎̞͓̦̇̈́̈́̈́̄͂̃̚!̷͔͂̍

Its words causes hanabi to stagger and this is the perfect moment for the spirit to deliver its devastating blow before Hanabi regains her composure.

Shadow-like tendrils launches itself toward Hanabi, aiming to strike where it would immobilize the Medium and unfortunately, Hanabi would have enough time to react!