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"Get ahold of yourself. This flustered display is embarrassing."
Noriko you're not even on good terms with any Sayaka to expect a positive response to this-
"I'm sorry, did I ASK for some random girl's opinion?!"
And perhaps unsurprisingly, she's turning away with her arms crossed and a 'hmph'. Not helping your case there, Sayaka.
@norikokimura liked for a starter
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"... What... makes him... so different than Kyubey?"
Madoka was not transformed, but... that thing that she had seen...
Entelechy.
Surely- it couldn't be... like Kyubey, right?
"Is there more than one kind of Incubator?" Madoka had become privy to the truth behind magical girls, but this was... something new to her. "If I can ask, Kimura-san."
(Miitopia Miis that I made for my mutuals' OCs/characters part 7):
Noriko Kimura (OC) - Belongs to @norikokimura
Ava Ostorm (OC) - Belongs to @paleobird
Pari (OC) - Belongs to @the-expatriate
Kyoko - Belongs to @stalkerkyoko
@norikokimura - from this
"Where we can have everything we love for as long as we love it." The witch parroted back, testing the words on her tongue. Her expression changed minutely, reflecting a bottled up grief and rage that had slowly become a dull ache over a millennia.
"That sounds like a wish for a miracle." Bernkastel blinked, body disappearing, before reappearing in the same instant to be before Noriko. She was shorter than the magical girl, but her power was evident in how she held herself... As she did not flinch even when standing beside a mangled corpse.
"In this world, miracles are granted by aliens, and a law whisks away those who meet despair. Yet you seem to be denying your peers that decision." A small smile, as thin as a knife and just as dangerous. "Wouldn't you be denying them your desire? To have something as long as they love it?"
Her black cat's tail flicks, the purple bow flashing in the dim light.
"Something tells me you are killing out of desperation rather than stopping to think about what you really, truly want."
She blinks in shock as she sees the matured and grown up Homura.
"...how? What are you?"
"Ah, Kimura Noriko."
Homura turns to face the dark magical girl, and for just a moment, to Noriko alone, her form would change— Becoming at once both young and ancient beyond words, a symbol of grace, power, and righteousness all in one, clad in a long white dress with jet-black hair cascading in waves out of sight...
But then the moment passes and the vision with it, and the elder woman smiles softly at the younger magical girl.
"I'm sure you have some thoughts of your own about that, don't you? I'd rather like to hear them."
//Haru and Noriko’s last interaction in a nutshell-//
Mentioned: @norikokimura
Could you imagine? What if your friends no longer want to hang out with you, and they want to hang out with the other you?
...
Well... that hit home a little harder than he thought.
He knows exactly how that feels, to inhabit a body that didn't belong to him.
And then to SOLELY be in a body that didn't belong to him.
“Hey, come on! I’ve fought a bunch of Necroma already, I think I’ve proven that I can handle anything else that comes my way even if I’m still little!”
@norikokimura
