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onepassingnight2013-02-05 04:04 pm
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*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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So far, everything was just as expected: A deceptively quiet evening, irregularities to be put down. Then some sense beyond sense, a prickle at her neck, told her to turn around. Her heart beat quicker. And she saw the dearest face in the world.
Her shock was unfeigned, and unfiltered. She drew up visibly before pitching forward, even heedless, in this moment, of the strong possibility that the impossible could be a trick.
"Madoka!"
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It was a sure sign of her agitation that she was back here at all, trying to piece together a mind that was often pulled in two directions at once. There were so many reasons for both.
An intruder. She turned sharply, making the charm on the choker necklace sway, and stiffened as she spotted Madoka. "Who's there?"
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I'm sorry, school reports make me super slow when writing prose....
Hey, kid. Wake up. [He'll say that a bit loudly in order to make sure you actually heard him.] Where are we?
Oh, it's fine. I've been glacial, myself. :<
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"We're so high up." She found herself saying out loud as her eyes settled on the city below where cars and people continued to move minding their own business. "Is this supposed to be a school?"
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Oh man, sorry this is so late ;w;
i have quite the late tendency myself... ;A;