❝ And the door was open and the wind appeared ; The candles blew and then disappeared . The curtains flew and then he appeared . . . ❞ What kind of ghost story was she telling ? ?
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❝ And the door was open and the wind appeared ; The candles blew and then disappeared . The curtains flew and then he appeared . . . ❞ What kind of ghost story was she telling ? ?
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( @silencedglaive )
he felt it before he saw it. a quiet. not just a lack of noise. this was a presence. a heavy, absolute silence that ate cursed energy. a dead spot. a patch of the world where the frantic static of everything just… stopped.
it was more interesting than any curse he'd felt all year. he was sitting on the edge of the tokyo tower, a half-eaten crepe in his hand. he forgot about it. this was better. he let his senses unspool, a net cast over the city. looking for the source of that terrible, beautiful stillness.
he found it. a small park. a girl on a swing. small. looked fragile. simple dark dress. but the energy, or lack of it, was a black hole. it wasn't a void. not an absence. it was the calm at the heart of a storm that could end galaxies. it tasted like deep space. like old ash. like the last note of a song played at the end of the world.
it was the most powerful thing he had ever felt. and it was just… swinging. ( what the hell are you? ) he said nothing. just watched. the slow arc of the swing. back. and forth. the chains made a small, sad squeaking sound. the only noise in the quiet she carried around her like a coat. his voice, when it came, was soft. casual. like tossing a stone into a deep, dark well.
“that’s a heavy look.” he waited. for her to turn her head. for those deep, old eyes to land on him. “planning on ending the world?” his grin sharpened. “or just trying to decide where to start?”
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🍪 — “i baked cookies. they’re… questionable.”
when he hears that there are cookies, his head would turn around to the woman.
"i'm sure they're not all that bad, i can try one and tell you how it tastes if you'd like!" anything to eat a cookie, right now he had been craving some sweets anyway, so the young man was excited to say the least.
Set before him had to be one of his more admittedly amusing-- bonds? Was he even allowed to call it such if they met for a grand total of twice?
Irregardless, it'd be that fun Halloween day that managed to strike a pearl of fondness in his heart. Always promising a chuckle and a wish for Hotaru's wellbeing on those dim or wayward days.
Was he technically helping her day if he made her briefly bounce akin to a shocked rabbit? (Maybe Pikachu would be better fitting.)
"Sora." He adds in, almost a touch too adamantly. His era of having floating in and out the edge of a universe's line of memories had him paranoid enough. If filling in that blank was required, so be.. it.
WAIT WHAT DAY DID SHE SAY IT WAS!?
Before anything else left his mouth, that abrupt admittance made him blink owlishly at Hotaru before an abrupt shimmer of determination.
"Man, how lucky is that. On a holiday, then your birthday? I might have a knack for this!" As if he should be proud of such details to begin with! Yet, that infectious smile showed nothing but genuine happiness for her existence as he gives a brief but polite bow.
"Then from one traveling soul to you, I'd like to wish you a Happy Birthday! How about I cover the price for your sweets ah.." Try as he might with scratching his mind, realizing he fell into a similar boat, a bubbling bit of laughter escaped him.
"Sheesh, we never even got on the naming basis, huh? Would it be okay if I got yours? Or should I just call ya Ms.Mimikyu?"
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He had to go to the door at some point. What if someone were to come out and just FIND him standing at the door with his fist up to knock. He did this ONCE before and he was meant with a Blonde woman with a glare that would send a lesser man running. He, instead, kept his beloved out for WAY longer than he should have in rebellion, his silent protest to the way he was already profiled without saying a word. Think him bad? Fine, we will be just that. But nerves one and Kai side stepped the door & any eyes that were probably watching up. Instead, he did one thing he hasn't bothered to do the WHOLE time he was away for this tournament. He called her. It was short & to the point for he felt he would be struck down with some less than savory things. It would be well deserved. Not only did Kai go off & do this like the rest of them, he didn't say anything that would have indicated that he was going to be gone for long. He just....left one day. Some old habits die way too hard & take too long.
In fact, it was his team mates that pushed the internally defeated phoenix to go & do something. Nothing cheesy, nothing grandiose (much to takao & max's dismay). Just go up there & apologize. Whatever comes of it he'll have to take on the chin & DEAL WITH IT. The other side of the line ran forever & abrupted stopped which almost had a way of making him puke his stomach contents. ❛ I'm downstairs. ❜ & just like that, Kai spoke & hung up the phone. What a catch but if she was gonna tell him to get lost or that she found someone else---he'd prefer it to his face (LIKE HE DESERVED ANYTHING).
But now....we wait. @silencedglaive
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❝ You're already so bright, Hotaru-chan & you have in your company some wonderful influences. I don't believe there is anything I can teach you that you don't already know or can pick up on your own---is something else on your mind? ❞
“It must be hard, to be fighting at such a young age,” Such a level of empathy. Perhaps a part of her sees herself in this young woman. Even though she is a Princess, Mipha shares some sentiments of responsibility. “But you are wise beyond your years, aren’t you? I can see it in your eyes.”
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⌜☬⌟ ➡ “Watch out! It’s dangerous that way.”