#preshow verse

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@perpetual-calendar​

“Greetings, I’ve come for the blessing ceremony. I trust her condition hasn’t worsened during the technical repairs?”

She bowed her head and raised a hand sideways before her face. The length of her tied white coat trailed along the floor. It piled atop her robes and hakama to bloat her in the tight corridors. Through the windows poured in  sunlight that turned the heat into an infernal nightmare. She could smell the salty breeze even here as it stung her nose. From somewhere overhead the cries of seagulls pierced the ceiling. They rang in her ears and chipped her focus. The solid gold dragon on her headpiece dug into her skull. It gave the impression of a comical bobble head only saved by it’s sacred reverence. Her tolerant, reassuring smile masked a depleting patience. She gripped the kagura suzu in her hand. 

“Of course no matter her current state, I’ll fix her in no time!”

Her voice pressed forcefully as if to assure her flailing spirit. 

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@akumafleurs continued from here

“...”

The flat insult bit into her neck with razor sharp fangs and rendered her ears numb. Her eyes widened, her gaze aimless in a maze of shock. She stood eerily still as a statue, words robbed from her. Her lips quivered, her face sinking into something crestfallen. Taking in a breath, she stumbled to find her voice.

“I’m sorry. I only meant to help you, but either way you can tell me no without cursing! You pushed it way too far, even if you like playing the part of a recluse.”

Her hands curled to fists at her sides. Her face flushed red with irritation, anger even that crept into her tone. The fragments of her wounded pride fell about her senses. Jagged, grey, dull things; windows into her memory that made her wince. Silent girls were supposed to be as she had once been. How Eli had once been. Meek things who struggled to find their voice in a world of misunderstandings, of heart drilling anxieties. Anger? Disgust? Those leaped beyond shyness, delving into the wicked. Suddenly her brow narrowed, her teeth clenching. Not even Niko had stooped to such vulgarity. 

“I won’t leave you alone until I get an apology.”

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@boozerot

She slung her school bag tighter over her shoulder. The streets flooded with clusters of strangers the further she went. The traffic gradually shifted from the occasional driver, to an intersection filled with cars in droves. They all waited bumper to bumper as she passed. Her eyes stared straight ahead. Her gait was calm. In the sky the clouds were dyed orange by the setting sun. In moments she was swallowed into the crowds heading for the crosswalk. She looked out onto the congested roads. The rumbling cars stirred to life all at once. As they advanced, a sudden flash of light engulfed the intersection. For a pause her vision was filled with white. Then, a shock wave flung her like a ragdoll. It knocked her off her feet and lifted her by the seat of her skirt. She flew half a block backward. The air was snatched from her lungs. Her eyes went as wide as saucers. The ties holding her hair were ripped to shreds. When she landed her skull slammed against the pavement. It hit with a meaty crack. Her school bag was split in half. It’s contents splattered like meteors against sky scraper sides. She saw dizzying purple stars, then darkness. Just before her consciousness faded, the voice of a crazed man tickled her ears.

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@knitstars

“Are you lost? I can help you- oh no I’m forgetting...”

She sighed and hummed for a pause in thought. Seconds later her face lit up with the touch of a retrieved memory. Bending over, she met the little girl eye to eye. Her accent was thick, almost indecipherable. She spoke, a friendly smile leaking into her voice. 

“Aru yu rohst? Need halp?”

Around them car horns blared; crowds buzzed as they shuffled across the sidewalk. The faces of traveling strangers swarmed in and out of view. Poking her head up, she frowned. Staring at the girl again, her brow scrunched in worry.

“Ai cahn teiku yu tu porice. Yu’ll bi seifu.”

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@akumafleurs continued from here

Her disgust melted into frozen shock. She gently bit her lip then glanced away. Cheeks burning as her face flushed, she ground her teeth. Snapping to glare daggers directly into Sawa’s eyes, her hair bristled. 

“I didn’t do that because I’m a pervert. It’s because you deserved it for insulting me first! Then you drag me off as if you own me; and not even with a bit of politeness. I’d say what I did was more than fair as payback.” 

She crossed her arms, lips pursed. Her brow furrowed, her frown sour. Disgust reared its ugly head once more, distorting her face. Her mouth quivered. She stood firm as a guarding sentinel. 

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@inmmortxlis continued from here

“Of course not, I would never mean to offend without just cause.”

Sweeping her arm before her, her back hunched in a deep bow. With her head still low, she maintained a soothing calm to her voice. And though the radiant power resonating from this woman dared to compel her to prostrate herself, she kept her knees firm.

“My offer still stands, for I wish nothing more than to entertain.”

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@derverlust

“Excuse me, are you looking to register with Otonokizaka? The staff office would be that way. These are the Third Year classrooms and I’ve somewhere to be if you don’t mind.”

She just barely managed to stick her hand beyond the door frame to indicate the nearby staircase. The oddly dressed stranger with her flamboyant hair insisted without words in demanding her attention. The girl blocked the classroom doorway as if she owned the spot, better yet the whole building. Nevertheless, she sighed, her brow raised and her tone terse.

“Could you please move away from the door? I’d really like to not be late.”

No doubt the stack after stack of papers growing dusty as Eli slaved in their office during this hour pricked at her ears, beckoning. Her mouth soured into a deep frown, her lower lip gently quivering in irritation. 

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@townterror continued from here

Her hands were stuffed firmly inside the waist pockets of her sleek and form fitting navy blazer with it’s sharp lapels wrapping in perfect tandem around her stiff folded linen dress shirt collar. Up and down her eyes went, scanning over his fine cut clothes that made her nose wrinkle at the stench of money. With hawk like precision she spied his beautiful loafers and scoffed. Quickly her fingers squeezed around the supple leather wallet so covertly resting in the grip of her hand still tucked into a pocket, absent from his person though like a fool he stood scrutinizing her words alone. A cheeky grin spread on her lips, smugness bleeding into her voice.

“I can’t speak for anyone else my age you’ve met, but certainly I’ve done nothing wrong at all. Least of all to you of course. Are you sure you’re feeling alright? Feeling a bit unwell or short on something?”