kyouko "fatty fatty no parents" sakura (
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foreverwingless2012-03-11 10:32 pm
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this musebox's name is so appropriate
She knew it was wrong. That this was wrong. That she had gone too far for once.
Kyouko was just sitting in her current hangout - a sheltered part of an alley where she had gathered an old matress to sleep on for the time being. She was sitting on one of the nearby garbage cans, but she looked.. almost idle. Completely unlike herself. Normally she would grin even if she was on her own, just push herself to have fun despite the loneliness she felt deep inside most of the time, but this was different. She couldn't bring it up anymore. The past few days had been the 'anniversary' of the day her father snapped and killed her family, and that thought made her unable to deal with anything. She didn't feel like even using the community, and luckily enough for her it decided to leave her alone in general for a few days. She hadn't even visited the arcade, she had just taken out all her pain and anger by fighting those witches.
But maybe.. it had been a little too much. A few too many fights, a few too little Grief Seeds, a little too dimmed Soul Gem. And even Kyouko realised that. Another fight with a witch soon might not even help this much, she probably wouldn't even have enough strength to take that witch down like this before her Soul Gem would give out.. and what would happen then? She had no idea, except that it would be something bad. Maybe she would just die.. ... hah, finally she would join her family then, right? And it wasn't like anyone would miss her, so..
The gloomy thoughts took over her mind once again, as the unopened package of chips lying in front of her was completely untouched.
Kyouko was just sitting in her current hangout - a sheltered part of an alley where she had gathered an old matress to sleep on for the time being. She was sitting on one of the nearby garbage cans, but she looked.. almost idle. Completely unlike herself. Normally she would grin even if she was on her own, just push herself to have fun despite the loneliness she felt deep inside most of the time, but this was different. She couldn't bring it up anymore. The past few days had been the 'anniversary' of the day her father snapped and killed her family, and that thought made her unable to deal with anything. She didn't feel like even using the community, and luckily enough for her it decided to leave her alone in general for a few days. She hadn't even visited the arcade, she had just taken out all her pain and anger by fighting those witches.
But maybe.. it had been a little too much. A few too many fights, a few too little Grief Seeds, a little too dimmed Soul Gem. And even Kyouko realised that. Another fight with a witch soon might not even help this much, she probably wouldn't even have enough strength to take that witch down like this before her Soul Gem would give out.. and what would happen then? She had no idea, except that it would be something bad. Maybe she would just die.. ... hah, finally she would join her family then, right? And it wasn't like anyone would miss her, so..
The gloomy thoughts took over her mind once again, as the unopened package of chips lying in front of her was completely untouched.
1/3
Before he could even react the witch had broken through the mist and attacked him, hitting him and making him fly back. He planted his feet and soon recovered- but then there was yet another strike, and another, and before Wolfmon could react he was being hit with a barrage of attacks from that spear she now held. It was like Kyouko's... it was just like his sister's and that's what hurt the most from all this.
He wasn't in pain from the attacks, that hurt was nothing compared to the aching he felt in his chest from each passing moment. This was too much- he wasn't strong enough... he wasn't determined enough to beat her.. he kept clinging to this hope that she would return or that she would see him being hurt and stop the attacks. That was hopeless, she wasn't coming back- she wasn't his sister anymore.