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"Right, that’s why I— It’s a bit confusing sometimes." She clears her throat, suddenly becoming very interested in her shoes.
She looks to the side, allowing for a moment of silence before attempting to engage the other again.
She speaks softly, carefully. ”My…My name is Sable. It’s nice to meet you.”
“I see.” The response is immediate, a rare occurrence for her, though whenever such a thing comes about, it must always be such a short thing, as just now.
Her fingers come to meet each other's identical counterparts, but only for a brief moment, as her hands are soon to fall back at her sides, the sleeves of her sweater extending over them halfway.
“Sable?” she inquires, though it is rhetorical. “You know who I am.” Unfortunately is the first word that comes to mind, but it is never introduced to the other's ears.
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"Hello, Madotsuki—"
Sable pauses rather abruptly, suddenly conscious of the unfamiliar air the other seems to give off.
"If…that’s what you call yourself, of course."
“...Yes.” Her words are hesitant. She does not like this person, even if they present an inviting atmosphere.
“Alternates.” With this, she speaks to herself publicly. It yet remains an odd concept, but she cannot deny its existence. It is there, but in no way does she appreciate it.
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mihcacocone replied to your post:feeling horribly demotivated on all accounts. I…
meditate!
i’ve never tried that before. how do i even do it?
ah sorry this is usually just how i do it, but...
usually i take off all of my clothes because theyre a distraction. whatever is a distraction you need to be able to get rid of it. (which is why i recommend headphones for this!) put on some sort of nature sounds video -- i prefer creeks / water -- and some medication music you can find on youtube, or any particularly calming music that you know of and put it on loop (make sure it doesnt have lyrics though because lyrics can be very distracting, especially when youre trying to focus).
get into any sitting position thats comfortable for you as you listen to the combination of the sounds and music and just let your mind flow. whatever thoughts come about, just let them be, and think whatever you want to think. if its uncomfortable but you keep thinking about it, keep doing so. eventually your thoughts will even out and become much slower... so when that happens just begin to ask yourself things (but if random thoughts come out of nowhere just let them flow too): like, whats bothering you, list all of the things bothering, why are those things bothering you -- simple answers as to why those things are bothering you are even better. then just think to yourself how you might be able to fix these problems, or something. (i really only meditate when im troubled, so...)
(note that because of my ocd i get a LOT of unwanted thoughts pretty much all the time which really effects my meditation so... idk how much my thought process differs from other peoples...)
┋┋✾┋┋ Those retorts were simply a whisper desperately striving to level its voice, but botched in the conclusion, unearthing that there was no objective to speak up — the voice was required to linger as tongue-tied & dependent perpetually, it seems. That’s just wretched, my friend. To see a tone glide and plummet anew in a trench, where there’s nothing left but a dusty road, followed by the balmy climate of the Sun compressing along your skin. Involving the biggest star, the strain of this discourse drew burning heat.
Ib blinked twice, maybe three times to have the following figure set in her mind, retaining the stale manner sewn to the first layer of the derma. Those emotions, they were frosted like a doll’s vibes. Their sentiments lie still, not even bothering to alter. However, their silent exterior doesn’t stop the interior’s meanings.
When discovering the accurate moment to dare produce a word, her mouth spoke what her mind requested. The maxilla unlocked, hurling a category of words towards the approach, unforeseen. “…You remind me of the Lady With Her Umbrella.” Gee, what a noncore statement. The portrait she brought up belonged to Guertena’s Gallery. Lady With Her Umbrella bestowed a Woman grasping a solid fill umbrella the hue of red. Her figure remained dim, making the details faded and useless. Rain bounced among the figure, stabbing the edges of the umbrella. Ib swore, she saw a relation between the portrait’s structure, and this opposing lassie. Yet did not know why. “It was a beautiful portrait.”
Was that statement directed as a compliment? Ah, no -- she had no talent within herself to respond to a thing whatsoever. There is no choice but to ignore it.
“...I have no clue who that is.” It's not a particularly kind thing to say, but bare truth has always appeared to be the collective unconscious for children, so Madotsuki may as well be secure enough to assume that this girl would have no problem with that type of thing. If she truly had such desires to do so -- perhaps she could bring about the Umbrella Effect, if this environment of which she had taken no detail to as of yet would permit such a phenomena.
Uh. Not per se.
Actually. That was rude. No, you don’t know me! I know you, though! Again, not per se, but, uh, it’s close enough? I guess?
"...Who are you." There's threat in her voice. The idea of alternates is still well foreign to her -- this life is a new neighbourhood to her and she has yet to unpack all of her bags.
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"...I meant. Do you dream?"
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Hi.
"...Hello." Blink, blink.
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Forever sleepy.
but i don’t want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, i d r o w n
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Ah, I’d recognise those braids anywhere! Hey Madotsuki! If, uh, that’s what you go by.
"...Do I know you."
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— 『 ♆ 』— " I had stuff I was supposed to be doing that wasn’t sleeping. ”
"Do you do things in your sleep?" Even if it may slip from her conscious mind far too many an occasion, not all exists on a dream plane of existence. But every creature must dream, even the flies who have a solid 24 hours until their bodies are recycled.
