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“HEY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY HECKER, I LOFE U MORE 🍞“

“Uh-huh. Sure,” he challenges, crossing his arms and arching an eyebrow. “Then try to. I’ll just stand here.”

Well that was a pretty unmistakable jacket- But then why would he be away from Academia? Maybe she was overthinking things and it was a fashion statement, like she passed off her own red jacket- “S’ y’ here sightseein’, or...?”

Right. Because Standard was really someplace everyone wanted to go sightseeing.

Yuto practically choked on his breakfast when he saw Sora enter the kitchen.  It was about 9 in the morning on a Saturday, and Yuto had finally gotten out of the habit of waking up with the sun.  Right now, his mouth was full of pancake, and he managed to choke it down, although he did turn slightly blue.

“...What are you doing here?”

“N’. They know nothin’ ‘bout it.”

She hated how cold and hard her tone had become. This wasn’t her anymore; she’d changed, no longer the soldier she’d once been. Even the jacket had been made her own, turned into a fashion statement and part of her new lifestyle. Academia was far behind her.

Or so she’d thought, staring down the younger teen. He was a threat. She’d tried to push it aside, hide it all, but now he was rising up as the thorn on the rose, calling her out on things she couldn’t exactly deny. She had hidden everything from them - From Yuya, Yugo... Everyone. They new nothing of who she truly was, save Yuto.

And yet, being called crafty made her sick.

Her hands balled up into fists by her sides, though she knew better than to take her eyes off them. Sora was a higher-ranked soldier, still an incredible threat; letting him out of her sight for only a second would likely only result in either her carding... Or losing so much more. This had to end in her favor, lest she leave Yuya and Yugo without a guardian.

“Y’ know y’ can’t talk, right?” Her eyes narrowed, arms lifting so she could rub at her wrist, just above the band of the shield-shaped duel disk she wore. “Y’ done nothin’ b’ th’ same, Sora. or d’ y’ always try an’ make friends ith y’ targets? Give it up. I’m n’ lettin’ y’ get at Yuya. I won’t let them find out ‘bout what I left behind. An’ I won’t g’ back. This is gonna b’ m’ victory.”

Aoi let out a slow, cautious breath. She had to stay calm... “Is this worth it t’ y’? Knowin’ what Academia’s done t’ Heartland? What they did t’ us? Is hurting people worth it?! We’ve been tearin’ families apart b’ cardin’ them, an’ in the’ name of what, some stupid utopia?! How is this creatin’ a utopia, Sora?! How are we doin’ anythin’ good, or worthwhile?!”

She wasn’t even sure when her duel disk had activated, or why she was ready for it, but she did know he needed to be stopped, before anyone else got hurt. “Think ‘bout Yuya’s teachin’. Th’ world needs smiles - N’ this! An’ f’ that, an’ f’ him an’ Yugo, I can’t let y’ win.” And if that meant rushing headfirst into this duel, she’d do it.

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Phobia:Our muses discussing what scares them

“Buildings,”Aoi echoed, cocking a brow at her companion. “Y’ afraid of tallbuildings.”

“Nobodyasked you.” Even for all his bravado, she could still see theglimmer of unease Sora tried to keep tucked away. “You can’t tellanyone. One falling on me was enough- But if I hear you telling evenYuya-”

The beauty of the night had overtaken the beautiful forest scenery that surrounded her home, signaling the end to another long day. There had been a large number of intruders as of late. Were the villages outside of the forest spreading rumors again? How annoying. Didn’t they see she just wanted to leave in peace? Just like she did before...when they took her beloved away from her...

Sapphire hues glance up at the painting of him in her bed chamber. She missed him every day, and would do anything to bring him back to her. Unfortunately, to her knowledge no such magic exists to bring the dead back to life, but she would keep searching for it every book she could get her hands on. Adam deserved to be here with her and her familiars and not in the world beyond. He deserved everything those wretched humans robbed from them...

Eve’s soft hand moves to pet the top of the elder of her twin tiger familiars, the younger having already fallen asleep at the end of the bed. She doesn’t mind having them rest with her like this, despite having their own designated bed chamber. Sora and Miu’s company was much appreciated by the witch. They were the reason Eve was alone no longer, and will never be alone again.

They would always be together as a family. Together for all time. And if anyone dared tried to rip what was dear to her away from her again, then she would gladly become the monster the humans saw her as...

“Sora? Have I told you the story about how Adam and I met before? It’s quite the charming tale, if you’d be interested in hearing it.” She breaks the silence, her past lover being on her mind after gazing at his portrait. Speaking of Adam made him feel alive, a tactic she was employing to try and drown out the pain she felt every day since his passing so many moons ago...