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@silone

It had been months since Medi first arrived to the Pitch World. She would spend her days exploring between the Pitch World and the Sea World but the place she frequents the most would have to be Silone’s house, or Chlomaki’s house rather. Today was no different, Medi was spending the day with Silone rather than spending it exploring. The Medically Garbed Rabbit was not wearing her Doctor Coat today. Instead, she looked to be wearing a surprisingly casual outfit today as she laid on the couch, writing in her journal.

Upon her legs were a pair of purple and pink striped thigh high socks with a slight hint of a feline design along the top edges. To accompany this, a pink blouse that had its colors fade out into a hazy maroon along her sleeves. Her square-lensed glasses remained with her, as per usual and her aqua eyes gazed down at her book as she looked to be doodling.

(Fast Forwarding a Month with @silone)

Four weeks. Four weeks it’s been since the date between Silone and Medi. Their trip to the Island that night had been a pleasant one, the Rabbit got to gaze up at the moon for the first time in a long while and she also got to share a Star Fruit with her Canine Companion. That night, the Mint Bunny had felt feelings she had not felt since she was back in another’s arms, one whom she had been forcibly seperated from for what felt like an eternity.

Medi sat upon the couch situated within the Pitch Witch’s abode, gingerly placing herself down for meditation while she listened to Silone move throughout the house. Despite her attempts at calming her mind, her memories kept circling back to the night and the days that followed. The night that they had spent together had almost ended up with a kiss, yet Medi felt a pang of guilt strike her chest and caused her to leave before it could reach that point. Afterwards, Medi had simply stuck to cuddling with Silone.

She felt heavy in her chest ever since that night, remembering Ane, yet she had been reminding herself... She can never go back to Ane. She takes a deep sigh, trying to forget her so she can focus on meditation.

@unhingedsea Continued from x

At the thought of a world run by such a pathetic, fabricated lie such as a Slave’s Happiness, a glare could be seen just under the Robed Figure’s hood.

“Not interested. I am giving you one last chance. Release the Rabbit or I may need to use more assertive methods.”

Medi had been meditating on the couch of Silone’s living room for the entire day, sitting there, relaxing, replenishing her body’s mana. The soft sound of the wind caressed her ears as a slight breeze flew past them, and the serene silence around her helped ease her nerves.

Silone had told her she was to pick up some groceries, which allowed Medi some time alone to her meditation.

“.......” She remained silent within her floating circle of blue runes surrounding her, oblivious to the presence of another approaching the house...

Medi was spending the night at Silone’s house tonight, or wasn’t it always night in Pitch Black World? Either way, she was spending time with her new friend. There on the couch, Medi was writing in her journal, neatly writing out her words in an almost scarily clean handwriting, one you wouldn’t expect from a Doctor.

Personal Log Entry 100012, Date XX/XX/XX

I have spent about what can be estimated to be a week here within this strange, foreign world that I have come to know as Pitch Black. The locals here aren’t too friendly when you get on their bad side and some aren’t even that nice when you’ve won their good side. However, that seems to be the case with Demons, one individual on the other hand has shown to be both hospitable and nice... and kind and rather cute.

Her name is Silone, she’s a Familiar to a Witch known as Chlomaki, and she has other Familiars whom she works alongside with. Their names are Fungas Crocodile, Shizk, Mikazki, and Lobco. My curiousity, piqued as ever, drives me to seek out these individuals to learn about them if they all seem to be as friendly as Silone has led me to believe.

I have become... attatched to Silone, to say the least. I have found myself having horrible flashbacks to the past, and the crimes I have committed, but holding onto Silone seems to calm me down. I’m not sure why, could it be the velvety texture of her well-kept fur? Or maybe the softness of her warm, plush hands? Maybe the way she’s always keeping me company whenever I’ve shown any hint of distress, which is fairly often when I am kept to myself. Maybe..

Medi was sitting alone in Pitch Black World, sitting atop one of the many trees around this rather gothic forest. The curved, hooked trees gave off a slightly unsettling atmosphere but the Mint Rabbit didn’t seem to mind it at all. She had finished another entry into her diary, though she was growing more fed up with the voices and this stress, yet she sighed and began to think of Silone.

The feeling of her soft fur gave her a feeling of clarity and serenity that she hadn’t felt in a long time; She put her diary away and leapt off the tree.

Maybe it’s time I paid Silone another visit.. I’m starting to miss her..

She began making her way through the forest as she started her trek towards Silone’s house, which was not far enough away to warrant use of her mana.

As she strolled through, trying to clear her head, an odd sensation filled her..

The sensation of being watched...

Her Scalpel was already in her sleeve, ready to be drawn out at the first sign of an ambush.