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onepassingnight2013-02-05 04:04 pm
kujikenai) wrote in onepassingnight2013-02-05 04:04 pm
*001* | Skyline
When she closed her eyes and sleep claimed the corpse the soul of Madoka Kaname thus controlled, she dreamed of better days.
What precisely? Anything one would think of: playing alongside her friends in a schoolyard, or even singing together in a too-small Karaoke box, the familiar sounds of badly-recorded J-Pop fluttering in the air. Madoka's heart often fluttered from event to event, grasping for the normalcy she'd left behind, and yet at the same time embracing the life she'd chosen to lead with no regrets.
Tonight was no different.
The school roof wasn't the most comfortable place to lie down, but Madoka cared little. She lied flat on her back, bentou long finished and neatly set aside. The sky was almost an endless expanse above her, with barely any clouds.
The sun didn't even shine in her eyes.
With a sigh, she closed her eyes. It was so warm. She could just lie here for a while. Nobody would mind, she was sure...
What precisely? Anything one would think of: playing alongside her friends in a schoolyard, or even singing together in a too-small Karaoke box, the familiar sounds of badly-recorded J-Pop fluttering in the air. Madoka's heart often fluttered from event to event, grasping for the normalcy she'd left behind, and yet at the same time embracing the life she'd chosen to lead with no regrets.
Tonight was no different.
The school roof wasn't the most comfortable place to lie down, but Madoka cared little. She lied flat on her back, bentou long finished and neatly set aside. The sky was almost an endless expanse above her, with barely any clouds.
The sun didn't even shine in her eyes.
With a sigh, she closed her eyes. It was so warm. She could just lie here for a while. Nobody would mind, she was sure...
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At first, she had thought it was Sayaka, her blue hair and the blue of her clothes shimmering in the dim light, but as the name had come to her lips, the woman's face and figure gave her pause, sending her to wait behind a tree instead.
Of course, the clear question in her mind was: Who was she?
Whoever she was, she wasn't anything like any Magical Girl that she'd ever seen. Was she new? Recently contracted?
Madoka's heart clenched at the thought.
A Recently contracted Magical Girl meant more would have to suffer needlessly in this game that the Incubators created, full of Magical Girls, Fallen Dreams, and Despair-borne Witches.
...It had been whilst poking her head out from behind the tree, clad in her Magical Girl garb, wondering if she should reveal herself or not, when the young woman hardly gave her a choice. With a sigh, Madoka stepped into the light, raising her hands as a show of her peaceful intentions.
"I am. It's okay, you don't have to be afraid."
She took a few steps closer, though Madoka made sure to keep her distance. If the woman (Yes, woman...she was older than most Magical Girls Madoka had seen at any rate. Was Kyubey contracting them at older ages now, too?) was already suspicious, getting too close was the last thing she wanted to do.
"Ummm, sorry for spying on you."
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"Who'd be afraid?" she retorted. She crossed her arms in front of her chest. If Madoka had been an enemy, Madoka would be defeated. She had no hesitations about that. The apology elicited no smile, and didn't make her relax her posture, but neither did she threaten.
Instead, predictably, she fired off more questions. She didn't limit them to her mind, instead demanding the answers of the girl in front of her. "Who are you?" "Where did you come from?" "Why are you up here?"