Magic of Music

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@hopeful-hugz​ :: OC Multimuse | Multifandom / Fandomless Mix

@the399files​ :: Club Penguin OC Ask Blog

@distancedisowned​ :: Fandomless OCs / Danganronpa AU

@chaosdisowned​ :: AU Chaos Heart Vessel

@timehoarder​ :: Postgame Hat Kid

Hollow watches from where their standing, seeing her dig through her bag looking for bandages. If not then it is ok, they’ll keep their hand close wrapped around their cloak until finding something else to wrap it it. Then after that, needing to clean said cloak from the Void. 

Once seeing it, Hollow bends down a little so that they could give her their hand. With closer inspection she could see the cracks forming along the appendage. 

Once their hand is within reach, the little wizard takes note of the cracks. They really were just getting bigger and bigger weren’t they...? 

The wound is cleaned as best as she can, then bandaged securely. It honestly seems like she’s concentrating a little more than bandaging a wound should take. If Hope could just focus on what she learned in school. But alas, healing wasn’t possible for her without something to grant her magic...

@distancedisowned

| From Hope cause I miss Hollow and his tiny human friend ] “H… Hollow, you’re bleeding…”

The Knight tilts their head confused at hearing this. Their bleeding? Tilting their gaze down to their hand, seeing multiple cracks running along the smooth surface and how it shakes. 

Ah, that would explain it. 

“ Its fine… Need some… Bandages “

Hope honestly couldn’t help being worried, seeing... whatever it was leaking from the vessel’s body. It definitely wasn’t blood, but at the same time, it was the only thing she could describe it as.

Maybe if she was a little better at her own combat... this could have been avoided. At least she knew how to patch someone up.

It had been a while since Hope has shown her face around campus, outside of class. A long while at that. Even longer since she reached out to old friends. Why? Well she’d been thinking on something, but didn’t know how people would take it.

She had to try at some point, though, right? The little highschooler had finally worked up the courage to text someone who’d been there to support her in the past- Miu Iruma- and was currently on the way to meet up with her for what felt like forever. Just at the school’s outdoor hangout area, but still. It was something.

Even the telekinetic had to admit to a small smile seeing Miu, however.