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it isn't rare she stepped out of her home , her insistent need to be around people despite her curse only made things harder on her. [ we don't need any more of those -- ] comes the voice only she can hear , one that is way more annoying today for some reason. " we do though , we're running low! " she says , yelling at no one --

it seems she had intruded seeing someone in the distance , the bickering of the parasite could catch momo off track more times than she could count on one hand , holding the herbs in one , she politely bows in apology , steading herself with her cane.

" w-we didn't know anyone was out here! S-Sorry we were just leaving! "

@kikaichuno

it's a silly dream. from what momo knows , most people don't want to go to school. she can hear it in the complaints that kids have when they pass by and from some of the girls that stop in the store complain about. " is it really that bad? " she asks sounding like she is talking to herself , but the shoulders on her hands say otherwise. the beast within her makes itself known , but it's unlikely that anyone else could see it.

[ being stuck in a class room all day , no thank you. ] it says , and it only makes the host drop her shoulders in defeat. " you ALWAYS say that , but don't you just want to try to be normal? "

[ you're muttering again , humans think that's strange. ] the beast says with a tease , using those large hands to turn herself around to face the person that was heading their way.

@krosakis

" t-that was so embarrassing! why do you have to INSIST on doing things like that! We can't go back into that store anymore! " the girl speaks to herself to the ones around here , it looks like she is just another airhead , banter that one would have with someone beside them , and yet , there was no one beside the girl.

She is covering her eyes , the redness in her face spreads to her ears and then without realizing it , she collides with another , and for a brief moment , she does not hit the floor like she would be expected to , and if the right person was looking at her , they would see a strong pair of hands come out of nowhere pick her back up , balancing herself back on her cane.

Once she's back on solid ground -- she would realize and make sure that the person she bumped into was okay --

" I-I'M SO SORRY ARE YOU OKAY!? "

@sevehnthree

" we're just going to go in & grab what we need and then go back out. " to someone who was unsuspecting of her current situation , they would think she was talking to herself. This was not a new area , but it was a new step ahead. All the while , the sentient parasite as it didn't like to be called , kept going on and on about how stupid the plan was --

" i-it's not stupid! " she defensively says , frazzled and embarrassed because why should this being always group her in with those who were weak?

" i-if you don't behave I'm not getting any of those snacks you like from here! " it sounded like she is scolding another , but it doesn't appear to be any one else around!

   “  w-welcome! “ she says , perhaps a little too excited , “  is there anything i could help you find in particular? "

She notices the uniform , she wants to ask so so so bad what school is like , what they do there , but for right now , she keeps her mouth shut!!!

"  W-We also offer a discount to students!   “ 

" no I don't think it's that . . . maybe we should ask if he's okay ? " she says seemingly to herself ( that's what it seemed like to the naked eye. . . )

an eye on her arm which could be honestly mistaken as a tattoo , slithers itself up her body to share a look --

" e-excuse me . . . " comes the small voice to speak up about something that more than likely didn't concern her.

" did you ever have that before? " she asks , trying to make conversation with a stranger. ( it would be good for her social battery , and it would also be good to mentally check off that she socialized with other beings that wasn't the curse that she shared a body with. ) It had been a while of traveling that they had reached a town that had shops like this , and the girl becomes more and more excited with the more she passes. She's lucky that the curse liked sweets , because it seemed like the only thing that they could agree on.

She leans on that cane for support , but stays where she is , and another thought passes through her lips.

" or what about that one? I don't even know what I should get , I don't even know what half these things are. "

it was hard for her NOT to approach someone who was obviously hurt. Well . okay , she didn't know if he was or not but he certainly wasn't moving. Maybe he was dead? Oh, she hoped not. She frets over and over again while that tattoo of hers slithers down her sleeve and peeks out through her hand to get a better look.

[ we should just leave him. ] it says , in a voice that only it's host could hear.

But the girl shakes her head , worried , borderline frantic. " he can't be dead , I-I mean , do you think someone's out looking for him ? "

" are . . . -- " she has her hands on her knee , the other holding onto her cane. " are you okay , sir? you have blood on you , are you hurt? "

she fell down , a bad place to feel bad for herself. Away from the rest of society it seemed , ( she'd been picking herbs and then her legs had decided to give out , it happened more times than she'd like to admit ) All the while the monster that she was hosting was doing it's best to be nice at least. " I told you , I can't! " she sounds agitated , exhausted , " we just need to get home. "

" look someone's coming , maybe you can ask them for help, they're smaller than you , it would be a funny sight watching them help you walk "

How can she not feel some sort of angered embarrassment , she is the only one that can hear this beast after all.