It wasn't quite like looking in a mirror, she realized. Marry could feel her heart thrumming, could feel the pulse in her throat, her head, echoing so loudly in her ears she wanted to scream to drown the sound out. No... not like a mirror. It was as though her eyes were downcast, watching her reflection smile back up at her through scattered shards of glass. Black, black glass. There was no emotion in the girl's face, her eyes were void of any feeling and--she swallowed thickly. 

     "You're not me,"

Nearly sobbing now. A desperate plea, perhaps, to deny the existence of the path her other self had fallen down. She wondered how many times she'd been through it. How many times she'd seen them die. How many times she herself would have to.

     "No... I'm not a monster, you're not--"

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6: fingers kiss

He said it before, didn’t he?

That he would become evil if it was for her sake. He doesn’t go back to his words from that time. He is not that much of an hypocrite. Sure, about showing his inner feelings and all that, he is. But it’s mostly concerned about the only person that touched his heart in a fluttery way. With Mary, it’s different. His companion and old friend deserves to be protected. Though, she is not such a weak creature anymore.

Whatever. He still cares for her. And she knows it, too. Or she wouldn’t have this look of satisfation on her pink eyes. Blood is falling from them after what he has done, of course, he never touched directly anyone of the dan. But it’s obvious he did anyways. Better he than the black servant. He prays Momo doesn’t hate him much. She deserved a better brother than one that would kill in cold blood.

Turning around, Shintaro puts himself on one knee and drops his head. He made his vows that day and he won’t fail them. Taking the medusa’s hand on his, he presses a delicate kiss on them. They are cold as ice but he doesn’t mind. raising his head once more, black eyes look at the red ones.

"My lady, would you want to dance?"

I’ve…never been on one.

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{ ❖ } Crouched on the ground and scattering a few crumbs on the dirt, Nagi noticed the crowd of birds in front of him edge off to one side, as if in avoidance. He looked up in the opposite direction and smiled at the unfamiliar face. "Oh, hello~"