#origcmibird

There is the strangest sensation that she *knows* this boy. His magic is hauntingly familiar, yet if she racks her cloudy memories, she cannot see his face or that red kimono anywhere. Not in the mountain of her youth, nor in that strange, cold and alien place of her dreams.

Kaguya-hime had been running for far too long. Ever since she escaped her coming-of-age banquet, found her mountain home occupied by another family... She had kept running. She wouldn’t dare return to the capital, wouldn’t dare face her parents after the stunt she had pulled.

Her once beautifully tied hair was in ruins, disheveled down the length of her white kimono and red hakama. Ribbons and pins still cling to the snarled hair. Her make-up had been washed away. To anyone staring, they probably would think she was a child-bride who had fled from her wedding.

Her tattered, bloodied feet finally slow as she collapses in the snow on the edge of the village, her last vision being that of the one-eyed boy.

     “ I MEAN, IT WOULDN’T BE HARD to pass you off as a bard... ”  man, plotting disguises for kids just gets HARDER AND HARDER, doesn’t it? it’s certainly a chore, but on the other hand, she knows she can’t just let some human kid run around the boiling isles UNPREPARED. eda taps her chin thoughtfully for a few minutes, shifting her weight from one foot to the next. just as the wait becomes unbearable, she snaps her fingers.

     “ okay, here’s your deal. if anyone asks, you’re a student on the bard track, waiting to enroll at hexside  —  ugh  —  and you’re from the knee. any questions? ”  

In A Blink

⚔️ For @origcmibird ⚔️

The new morning sun warmed Mei’s back. It took all of her strength to to push herself up off the hard ground with a whimper. Bright eyes fluttered for a moment, squinting at the intense brightness of the light shining down on her. Reaching a hand up, she pushed her glasses up to rub at her eyes and let them adjust so she could finally look around. The orange trees, the hills and the stream, the distant bustling village... This wasn’t her temple.

Mei’s eyes widened and she darted up, shrugging off the soreness in his limbs and staggering toward the settlement. She leaned against the entrance of the gate, looking around with wide eyes. Easy, Lee. This is no time to panic. She didn’t recognize any of the faces that were passing by her. She didn’t recognize their clothing or their homes. She squinted a bit, noticing the paper lanterns and the festivities. Old Japanese traditions. Maybe she ended up in a different area on Ontario and didn’t realize it? The more she looked around though, the less sure of that she could be.

The feather of Anna’s quill tickled the tip of her nose, a pleasant yet minor distraction from the mass of paperwork that lay at the table’s edge. If only Elsa had warned her beforehand that the amount of paperwork to look over would be great...Anna may have reconsidered taking on the position of Queen.

walking through the forest with his new travel companion,  whilst relaxing at first,  hyakkimaru’s footsteps were quick to STOP dead,  glass eyes staring into the distance before unsheathing BLADED arms.   sure enough,  out came something gnarly,  rushing the pair but quickly fell to the ground after one swift  SLICE.

then,  just as if it didn’t happen,  wooden covering is slipped back onto the blade,  turning towards the younger and giving a small NOD before continuing to walk forward.

@origcmibird​ asked: "That sounds just crazy enough to work."

          “ oh, it’s TOTALLY going to work. ” 

    confidence dripped from every syllable that left alberto’s mouth, and he set his hands down upon his hips, a smug and self-assured smile working its way onto his lips. was it crazy? possibly, but greatness wasn’t achieved by sitting around and twiddling your thumbs all day. he turned towards the bizarre obstacle course-like track he’d made to slide down the hill upon, pride etched on his features. 

@origcmibird​ asked: "So like, you're a kirin, or some sort of spirit, or what?"

     “A kirin?” she stifles a laugh, finding humor in anyone mistaking her for something like her friend, Autumn Blaze.