#eldestgemini

@eldestgemini

It’s not very often that Miyuki recognizes people from his past in this world or universe of sorts but that auburn hair was definitely something he remembered from ages ago. 

“HEY SAKURA BOY!” Miyuki calls out to him as he runs towards him. “I know you. You’re the boy from Sakura Park. Remember me?” 

@eldestgemini liked for a starter

Mizuki’s mind still muddled together with the events that led to her arrival. Whenever she didn’t keep her tinkering fingers busy with any sort of activity, she could feel herself falling into despair as her mind mulled over the painful memories of friends and neighbors turning on her and her sister. The mechanic had been lucky for the opportunities in Wonderland; no longer did she have to hide her true self, and she had the opportunity to open up her own shop and continue working on the things she enjoyed. 

Still, any downtime was torturturous on her subconscious.

So Mizuki needed to keep herself busy. Even between the short breaks in-between classes and the long hours between the shop’s business hours, she continued working on random machines and knickknacks just so she could learn their inner workings. Of course she had her inept ability to understand the machniery, but there was nothing like taking it apart and witnessing the interwoven gears. Today had been one of the days that she needed to keep busy, but the shop had nothing for her to do, so she wandered around Cestrelle to buy supplies.

There was nothing peculiar about a girl covered in the gross and grimy glory of garage work, a slab of metal thrown over her shoulder and a bag of tools in her other hand. The bag waved through the air as she lifted her hand to wipe sweat away from her cheek, smeaing some of the oil from her work glove onto the soft flesh. She hummed a nursery rhyme that her father often sung to her and her sister.

“Little frog in the bayou...” she sung under her breath and keeping her pace. But a man on a motorcycle quickly whipped past her, and the tunneled wind knocked her off balance and caught the thin metal slab into the vortex, causing it to leave her grip.

which colour suits you best?

“Umm...I’m not particularly sure. I’ve always worn white. I guess pink. Maybe a...sunny yellow!”

do you prefer many distant friends, or a few close friends?

“Probably the latter. I really only have the one, and I’m not very good at...oh, I’m sorry! I was about to get negative there. U-um, the latter. Even if it’s only a few, a heart needs strong connections, doesn’t it?”

lucky number?

do you put more value in honour or truth?

“What kinda question is that? They’re the same! Ain’t no honor in a lie, and ain’t no point runnin’ away from the truth. It’ll always come at ya’, so meet it head on.”

favourite fruit?

“...Satsumas.”

dream vacation?

peony - do you put more value in honour or truth?

    “I guess both are important in heir own way, but if you think about it, it’s easier to gain back your honor than it is those you hurt by lying. There’s a saying that says ‘The truth will set you free’ and I fully believe in that.” 

narcissus - your best physical feature?

    “Umm....my eyes maybe? I don’t really know.....

hydrangea - proudest moment?

the magician: have you ever written a poem or song about somebody else?

Everything seems to check out!

@eldestgemini has earned 6pts!

@miraculousprotector has earned 3pts!