God Eater

“Please do not do anything else with your arm after you take it out. I just want to see it. No magic. No explosions. Nothing else.” She wanted to make that super clear. She did not want to be responsible for a city-wide incident. And she would consider herself responsible.

After a moment of visible hesitation, she reached forward and grabbed Okuu’s covered arm now. She moved the arm—and Okuu with it—towards the golden border, comparing the two colours. They were pretty close, next to one another like this…

“I think I like the gold better, actually.”

“I don’t do magic, Jill... Magic is boring.”

But she didn’t do anything else. The explicit instruction of “do nothing” was one she could follow, as long as the one giving the instruction didn’t leave immediately after. 

She raised an eyebrow slightly when she grabbed her arm, but didn’t resist as it was moved next to the mirror. The wheels were turning...

“This may shock you, but I can look left and right as well as forward. At the same time, even.” Of all the parts of that she expected Okuu to not understand… it was not that one.

Okuu was one of the few people that Jill was comfortable with handholding with. People came and went, Okuu included, but she’s still known Okuu the longest out of anyone here. Idiot as she may be, Okuu was special to her, even if she didn’t admit it with anything more than a hand squeeze.

“Well, this one’s gold, and this one’s silver,” she said, nodding to each one respectively. They were about the same brightness.

“Hmm… can you take out your arm… rod…. thing real quick, actually? Also, am I allowed to touch your arm rod thing? Or is that too forward.” She just wants to know if it’ll kill her with radioactivity or something.

“You can look in three directions at once? No you can’t.” It was a statement of fact which she supported by shaking her head. She would not be fooled so easily. 

Okuu just liked holding hands. Jill’s hand in particular because she liked Jill, pretty simple really. Any hand squeezes were returned. Gently, because she was a soft human after all. 

She looked between the mirrors and then nodded; they were indeed gold and silver respectively. 

“Here? Okay... But if you want anything else it probably won’t end well.”

“Unlike you, I look at other people in the mirror sometimes, if there are other people standing in front of the mirror. But there can’t be other people standing in front of the mirror if the mirror is not big enough for someone else to stand in front of it. Does that make sense?”

Jill knew it did, but she needed to know if it made sense to Okuu. Few things did, it seemed. Jill was tempted to ask how she could be sure it was her looking back, but decided she’d been mentally tormented enough. Instead, she started walking through an aisle of more mirrors, taking Okuu by the hand to follow.

“Do you prefer a gold frame, or silver? Or wood, I guess…”

“How can you look at a mirror if there’s someone standing in front of you?” It didn’t makes sense at all, but she felt like it was easier not to say that. In fact she said nothing and just nodded slowly. 

Thankful for any distraction and not opposed to some handholding, she followed eagerly enough as they manoeuvred through the store. 

“Gold, or silver...”

There was several long seconds. Long seconds.

Jill only nodded again, leaving Okuu to fill in the rest of the blanks of that particular segment of the mirror conversation herself. Jill had full confidence that she absolutely could not do it.

“Thanks for volunteering, I knew you’d help me out here.” Aka thanks for not arguing when you were voluntold.

“Nothing happened to my old mirror. It’s still there. Just not big enough. Big enough for you, but not for me. Because I know you’d only look at yourself in the mirror no matter how big it was, so you can have the smaller one. Yeah?”

She would not fill in those blanks. In fact she had already forgot about them, and the entire sentence. “Yeah.” Was her answer. Help was easy enough, Jill would just remind her about it when it was time to do it, whatever it was. That’s how it usually went with help.

“Wait.” 

“No, see, you did it again. This is what I mean. You can’t be sure with mirrors.” Maybe this was too mean?

Then again… Jill was pretty sure Okuu was making a joke about her small size a second ago. Or maybe it wasn’t a joke and she was serious. In which case, even worse. So maybe this isn’t too mean.

“Do you want me to give you my mirror or not? You know, just in case you forget. And as thanks for helping me get my new mirror back home, which I just decided you will be doing.”

Okuu frowned. Then she tilted her head and scratched briefly at the back of it. “Can’t be sure about what? It’s a mirror... That’s... What it looks like..?” Normally she might ruffle her wings here, but what brainpower she had was currently all spoken for. 

“Y..es..?” She was confused and Jill just said a lot of stuff, but at least one of those sentences started with ‘do you want’ and ended with a question so she felt like Jill wanted her to say yes. 

“Give you one guess.” was all the answer she was gonna give for that one.

But there it was, that look of tangible confusion. Jill couldn’t help but crack a smile at the hopeless and vague gesturing at the mirror, before shaking her head. “No, that’s not a good answer. Because how do you know the mirror you think you remember is not actually just this mirror?”

“Furthermore, what does this mirror,” she said, gesturing to the one Okuu pointed out, “look like? Without comparing it to another mirror.”

“I don’t think you need a big mirror.” It wasn’t really a guess, but it was her response.

“I... What..?” This was the mirror she thought she remembered? The mirror that wasn’t this one was the one she thought she-... She shook her head. 

Jill recognized that tone of voice. The tone that said she had no thoughts, her head was empty. No worthwhile thoughts, anyway. Jill tapped her on the shoulder, just to see if she’d respond to it, before immediately putting her attention on one of the mirrors, and trying to lift it a bit to see how heavy it was.

“Big enough for me and whoever else might be in my apartment at the same time. And if you’re so sure you have a mirror…”

“Then what does it look like?”

After a moment more of incredibly important scanning the wares, or ware available she turned back to Jill, finally. “Someone else your size? Why?”

But Jill’s question gave her some serious pause and a quite clear look of confusion. 

“Huh?”

Jill followed in after her and looked around too, though not quite as excitedly. Some of these mirrors were… much larger than she expected, actually. How the hell do you get some of these back to the main city? Maybe you’re not supposed to? Who knows. She went back to watching Okuu, but through one of the mirrors reflections now.

“Not big enough. Needs to be wider. Maybe taller, too. Also maybe if I get a bunch of small ones I can make a cool mirror cube or something.” She’s seen those on the internet. She wanted one. Why? She didn’t know.

“I was going to give you my old one. I know you’ve always wanted a mirror.”

“Not big enough...” She echoed almost entirely thoughtlessly. She had more important things to do than listen properly, she had to find the shiniest mirror, or the one with the best trim or the biggest one. 

“A mirror what? Also how big of a mirror do you need?”

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“After you,” she said, opening up the door to this place she’d brought the two of them in The City of Glass. The place seemed like a natural fit for Okuu (if Jill was there to keep her in check), so full of shiny things as it was.

This building, though? Jill just wanted to see what Okuu would be like in a building full of mirrors. This was a specialty mirror shop. This should be fun, she thought, and totally not a catastrophe waiting to happen.

“I’ve been meaning to get a new mirror.”

She was not one to get stuck in pleasantries, the moment someone said “After you” you best believe she was already moving inside. And what an inside it was! So bright and shiny; the light bounced all around. Immediately she hopped about, eyes darting trying to take in as much as she could as fast as possible. 

“...”

Now, she need lay no claim to something as lofty or useless as queen of the birds in spirale; that just went without saying. Most other birds were typically even weaker than most of the populace here which was really saying something, so she had no interest in dominating them. She did however enjoy spending time with the other corvids here.

But this one... With it’s glowing green eyes... She hadn’t seen this one before. 

So the abnormally large raven had landed on a nearby gravestone, making some low sounds as she gave her appraisal. It wasn’t until she landed that she noticed the humanoid figure either. Was that a mask? Pretty cool. She ruffled her wings, then hopped a little closer. Still not close enough though... So she held up one wing, hoping that the man might mimic the gesture with his arm so she could land on it. 

Who are you two? Cool eyes. Cool mask.

When it came to this, she had gotten her hopes up far too often. Despite having incredibly good eyesight, all it took was a bob of pink hair and she’d get excited. Yet so many times- so many times!- she had ended up being disappointed. It was never enough to dissuade her enthusiasm however, and each time it was the same reaction.

Even though it had happened countless times before, her heart practically exploded with joy as soon as she saw it. Utsuho wasn’t one to wait things out patiently either; she wasted no time diving straight down. She didn’t even transform.

Swoosh, right into her chest.

It’s been:

-> one week -> 84 years -> a long, long time

since I made an rp ad so here is one of those. Nuclear Big Bird. You could thread with her if you like this ad.

Uncapped! But I might be selective depending on inspiration and/or what I can glean from your stats pages.

Okuu rarely felt bad. No, she was easily distracted, rarely dwelt on sour thoughts and was generally too caught up in her own self perceived brilliance to feel bad. But today, she felt exceptionally good. So good that she had decided to go and see her favourite person in the city! 

Maybe it was the many good memories she had of her, maybe it was the sugar high from eating an entire box of chocolates she had... Found. In the street. In someone’s hands. Maybe it was something else! But a simple visit alone wasn’t enough; she had decided to bring a gift. 

Clack clack clack.

Her beak tapped against the glass door on Jill’s balcony. Okuu was impatient though, and when movement wasn’t instantly visible she moved around to the next window and started tapping on that, a great many strings pulled behind her.

Clack clack clack.

She started hopping on the windowsill as soon as she saw her, wings flapping excitedly.