#silencedglaive

he  felt  it  before  he  saw  it.  a  quiet.  not  just  a  lack  of  noise.  this  was  a  presence.  a  heavy,  absolute  silence  that  ate  cursed  energy.  a  dead  spot.  a  patch  of  the  world  where  the  frantic  static  of  everything  just…  stopped.

it  was  more  interesting  than  any  curse  he'd  felt  all  year.  he  was  sitting  on  the  edge  of  the  tokyo  tower,  a  half-eaten  crepe  in  his  hand.  he  forgot  about  it.  this  was  better.  he  let  his  senses  unspool,  a  net  cast  over  the  city.  looking  for  the  source  of  that  terrible,  beautiful  stillness.

he  found  it.  a  small  park.  a  girl  on  a  swing.  small.  looked  fragile.  simple  dark  dress.  but  the  energy,  or  lack  of  it,  was  a  black  hole.  it  wasn't  a  void.  not  an  absence.  it  was  the  calm  at  the  heart  of  a  storm  that  could  end  galaxies.  it  tasted  like  deep  space.  like  old  ash.  like  the  last  note  of  a  song  played  at  the  end  of  the  world.

it  was  the  most  powerful  thing  he  had  ever  felt.  and  it  was  just…  swinging.  (  what  the  hell  are  you?  )  he  said  nothing.  just  watched.  the  slow  arc  of  the  swing.  back.  and  forth.  the  chains  made  a  small,  sad  squeaking  sound.  the  only  noise  in  the  quiet  she  carried  around  her  like  a  coat.  his  voice,  when  it  came,  was  soft.  casual.  like  tossing  a  stone  into  a  deep,  dark  well.

🍪 — “i baked cookies. they’re… questionable.”

       when he hears that there are cookies, his head would turn around to the woman.

Irregardless, it'd be that fun Halloween day that managed to strike a pearl of fondness in his heart. Always promising a chuckle and a wish for Hotaru's wellbeing on those dim or wayward days.

Was he technically helping her day if he made her briefly bounce akin to a shocked rabbit? (Maybe Pikachu would be better fitting.)

"Sora." He adds in, almost a touch too adamantly. His era of having floating in and out the edge of a universe's line of memories had him paranoid enough. If filling in that blank was required, so be.. it.

WAIT WHAT DAY DID SHE SAY IT WAS!?

Before anything else left his mouth, that abrupt admittance made him blink owlishly at Hotaru before an abrupt shimmer of determination.

"Man, how lucky is that. On a holiday, then your birthday? I might have a knack for this!" As if he should be proud of such details to begin with! Yet, that infectious smile showed nothing but genuine happiness for her existence as he gives a brief but polite bow.

"Then from one traveling soul to you, I'd like to wish you a Happy Birthday! How about I cover the price for your sweets ah.." Try as he might with scratching his mind, realizing he fell into a similar boat, a bubbling bit of laughter escaped him.

"Sheesh, we never even got on the naming basis, huh? Would it be okay if I got yours? Or should I just call ya Ms.Mimikyu?"

                                                         He had to go to the door at some point. What if someone were to come out and just FIND him standing at the door with his fist up to knock. He did this ONCE before and he was meant with a Blonde woman with a glare that would send a lesser man running. He, instead, kept his beloved out for WAY longer than he should have in rebellion, his silent protest to the way he was already profiled without saying a word. Think him bad? Fine, we will be just that. But nerves one and Kai side stepped the door & any eyes that were probably watching up. Instead, he did one thing he hasn't bothered to do the WHOLE time he was away for this tournament. He called her. It was short & to the point for he felt he would be struck down with some less than savory things. It would be well deserved. Not only did Kai go off & do this like the rest of them, he didn't say anything that would have indicated that he was going to be gone for long. He just....left one day. Some old habits die way too hard & take too long.

                                                       In fact, it was his team mates that pushed the internally defeated phoenix to go & do something. Nothing cheesy, nothing grandiose (much to takao & max's dismay). Just go up there & apologize. Whatever comes of it he'll have to take on the chin & DEAL WITH IT. The other side of the line ran forever & abrupted stopped which almost had a way of making him puke his stomach contents. ❛ I'm downstairs. ❜ & just like that, Kai spoke & hung up the phone. What a catch but if she was gonna tell him to get lost or that she found someone else---he'd prefer it to his face (LIKE HE DESERVED ANYTHING).

@silencedglaive​

            “It must be hard, to be fighting at such a young age,” Such a level of empathy. Perhaps a part of her sees herself in this young woman. Even though she is a Princess, Mipha shares some sentiments of responsibility. “But you are wise beyond your years, aren’t you? I can see it in your eyes.”

⌜☬⌟ ➡ “Watch out! It’s dangerous that way.”