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seawitchsal replied to your post:I'm on my other blog atm bUT- Wadanohara and the...
( finally. the only good au out there. better than mine…. )
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seawitchsal I'm sorry about this! My phone isn't letting me respond so I'm trying to do it this way. I hope that's okay ;-; The confusion that Wadanohara was feeling at the moment was absolutely indescribable. She hadn't even been gone for all that long. It had been a lovely day in the Deep Blue Sea, so she had decided to go on a trip in her boat. She had wanted to take her familiars with her, but they had woken up before her and went on a journey of their own, refraining from waking her up so she could sleep. While she was on her trip, a micro storm had hit, causing the skies to go black and rain and thunder to shake her little boat. She had used her magic just enough to quell the storm to where she could sail back home, and she thought that it had worked with no problem as she docked her boat but as she descended down the familiar path down into the sea kingdom, it became painfully obvious that this was not the case. In the few moments she had been here, she had been screamed at, mocked, and chased. The kingdom she had spent her entire life loving and protecting wanted nothing to do with her. Honestly, it hurt. Was this some kind of sick joke? She bit her bottom lip, desperate to prevent the tears pricking her lashes from rolling down her cheeks. She supposed she would go home; at least that would be a familiar sight. She approached her home and reached her hand out to open the door, only to find that it was locked. "Huh?" Her gasp was audible as she pulled a little harder on the door, but it still didn't budge. Not to worry, though; perhaps Fukami had come back and locked it. She rummaged through her pockets, her fingers finally ghosting against the key as she pulled it out and moved to unlock the door. The key didn't go into the lock, though, and the witch suppressed the urge to cry out. Could today get any worse? It was at that point that she heard the lovely melody of a piano from within the walls of the house she was standing in front of. It was a beautiful melody, and she couldn't help but allow the music to calm her. Her free hand began to mime the motions in time with the music and she felt a feeling of peace wash over her. Which of her familiars was playing such a pretty song, and when had they learned to master the piano? She knocked at the door, hoping to figure it out and congratulate them. The person who answered the door was not only the last person she expected to see, but was also proof that yes, today could get worse, and it already had. "S--Sal?" She squeaked nervously, taking a few hesitant steps of her own. There were hundreds of questions running through her mind: what was Sal doing in her house? Why was his hair brown? Why was he the one acting like he was in danger after all he'd done to her? But only one question actually made its way out of her mouth: "Where did you get that staff?" The inquiry came from her throat in a mangled whisper, and she backed away as he brandished her own weapon at her. It was in this moment that she remembered the behavior of the other civilians. "Something is really, REALLY wrong..." She mumbled. "S--Sal?" She attempted to address the panicked gentleman before her, holding her hands out in front of herself as if to reassure him that she wasn't armed and had no intentions of harming him. It was quite strange to talk to him as if he wasn't an enemy after what he'd done, but there was something unexplainable going on, and treating him with hostility wouldn't help their situation. "I'm not here to hurt you. Honestly, I'm very confused myself. Why don't we sit down and talk about this?"
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{☣} "Welllllll~! This is a pleasant surprise." {☣}
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"Greetings." She said so plainly, yet politely.