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RANDOM DIALOGUE || @intone

@intone : Maki must stink of the blood of the Zen’in clan. She hasn’t cleaned much of it off yet. Evening passed, and it’d now been hours since the slaughter. She has avoided crossing paths for as long as she could with Kagome for her sake, thinking the sight of herself, scarred as she was,  too ghastly for the pure girl, but now that such a deed had been done… she thinks she needs her comfort, if she could have her. Maki gingerly wraps her arms around Kagome and tugs her close, exhaling softly into her hair. She closes her eyes. “Hey.” She rasps out. 

kagome   stiffens------------   the   smell   of   copper   assaulting   her   senses.   it   clings   to   maki   like   a   second   skin...   blood,   old &   drying------------   &   far   too   much   of   it.   however,   kagome   does   not   flinch,   nor   does   she   turn   away.   instead,   her   hands   come   up   slowly,   carefully,   as   if   maki   might   be   a   specter   of   her   imagination.   her   palm   settles   between   the   small   of   maki's   back,   the   other,   gently   running   her   fingers   through   matted   hair.   kagome   presses   her   forehead   against   maki's   collarbone,   unbothered   by   the   stains...   by   the   scars   that   maki   now   donned.

“   ...hey.   ”   she   answers,   voice   barely   above   a   whisper.   she   doesn't   pull   away,   she   doesn't   ask   questions.   instead,   she   remains   as   still   as   she   could,   feeling   maki   melt   into   her   figure   instead.   “   i've   got   you.   you're   home.    ”

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It's been bothering her for a while , the way air feels so thick with an unspoken apprehension . She's certain it's entirely her imagination ; with the messes they've dealt with , suffering they've survived ... some things are bound to change . Even if she didn't want them to .

Maki's not wrong . Heading out might've been a spur of the moment thing , but Nobara's questions were pointed — centered 'round Maki's thoughts and feelings of late , her wishes , her confidence . All rambled off between hands rummaging through each rack of clothing with the same calculated intention . God , it's unlike her to be this evasive with Maki , and that only serves to piss her off . Giving up the act entirely , Nobara's movements cease , save for the nod of acknowledgement .

' Yeah . Not really good at hiding things , am I ? Or you're just really good at reading me ... ' A laugh relieves her of some frustration — nothing else to do but own up .

' Y'know about Yuji and Yuko , right ? I said I was mad he ended up with a girlfriend before I got a boyfriend ... ' Makes her want to gag just thinking about it .

FOREWORD INCOMING !!    accepting !!   meme i don't remember  from  @intone

what is she asking this about? this tiny apartment? certainly not, her living conditions as a student aren't better, but also aren't that much worse. so amethyst eyes turn over towards the child, before lips pull in thought before arms cross under her chest. there's a click of her tongue, that must be it.

 “ you mean as a grade three when you know i am not? ”  

ahmya asks with a tilt of her head, do you mean living a lie every day, when you stand on a plane of existence above others. living the lie of being told that you are weak and nothing, when you know you are not? she knows that feeling well.

 “ i know no other way of living, what the fuck else am i supposed to do? ”  she asks, and curses as a stim, with only a little anger on her tone.

unprompted || always accepting || @intone

"Obviously not, and at this point, it's getting kind of creepy." Joke was uttered in an exhausted, out-of-breath huff as she watched Maki toss the disintegrating creature out of harm's way. Rapier disappears in a flourish of gentle, golden sparks as they're finally given a moment to breathe. And with the pause of anything life-threatening, Maelle's guard was lowered, allowing embarrassment to seep in. Of course, she had to be rescued. Again.

With a swift shake of her head, she hoisted herself back to her feet and allowed herself a better view of Maki's handiwork. But that was just an excuse to get her own affairs in order, and looking directly at the other girl would inhibit that.

( Of course, she wasn't really upset. In truth, she was a little in awe of how quick the matter was settled. )

𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 || @intone