Have a tiny Celine blender time from me :3
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She was so pale. She was never this pale. That's one of the first things Celine noticed when she finally entered the room. Not the soft lavender color of the walls, not the teddybear sitting on a drawer next to the bed, not the half-finished crochet project laying over her lap. All she saw was Miyeong who was so pale that she almost looked translucent. She was never this pale.
"...why didn't you call me earlier?"
"..I....I didn't think you'd come." That hit her in the chest worse than a physical train running her over. Slowly she made her way over to the bed, gently reaching for the shaking hand that lay atop of the blanket.
"I...know I reacted poorly and for that I can only apologize... but I am here now if you will still have me."
You will always have me; mind, heart and body. Just ask, whatever you need and I'll give it to you.
"I...have a problem...the pregnancy...it requires something from me.."
"What do you need mon cœur?" She slowly started rubbing her thumb over the hand that seemed so thin and fragile.
"...I need souls...to eat."
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It took her longer than she would've liked. Days spent pouring over every ancient book and scroll she could get her hands on, body hunched over the desk that looked worse than one in a warzone. Scattered papers, ripped notes and endless mugs of forgotten coffee decorated the room when finally she found what she believed to be a solution.
Of course. It seemed so simple. With a deep sigh she lifted herself from the position she had stayed in for hours on end, her back protesting the sudden movement. No matter. She had other things to worry about.
Her steps echoed softly through the hallway as she made her way to the room furthest from Miyeong. Instinctively she knew it would hurt and she didn't want her to know. With a flourish she summoned her swords, looking at them for a long moment. There was no doubt in her mind about what she had to do to save her.
Her eyes closed on their own as she turned inwards, walking into the heat that was her love for her teammate, soulmate, best friend fellow hunter. Followed its path until she could reach the bright blue that was her own soul. She should have expected it to follow her outside its safe spot, but the ease with which it did was a bit surprising. She took it as a sign that what she was about to do was right.
Her eyes opened again and without hesitation she swung her swords through the pale blue form in front of her, an involuntary scream ripping itself from her throat and the manifestation of her soul.
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"Miyeong? Open your mouth... please. I have something that will help you."
You will always have me; mind, heart and body. And now my soul as well.
