❝ do-hyun, ❞ kagome gently whispers, her palms gently resting on @volonata's shoulders. the proximity of his face to hers, whether it be intentional or not, was rather... personal, no? ❝ is something wrong? ❞
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@volonata:
there is no other way. i am a prisoner here.
ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou are believing in too many limitations you actually don't have.ㅤFor now they keep you here and it's all there is to it.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤOf outside that are without reach.ㅤCutting through it, ㅤthe daggers in the form of many words befall the plush tiers of the woman.ㅤIt’s true,ㅤthere is no denying it,ㅤyet to have surrendered to such fate brought too many bad memories to keep silent. An interlude between two people, what warrants a departing from this point is mere the departing of crossroads blossoming.ㅤThings weren’t as good as the beginning granted them to be,ㅤillusions works wonders when they are the logical reasoning of a collective to move on in what it’s supposed to be the wellbeing of it all.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI find it preferable that you keep your head as it was before entering this place, seeing you like this annoys me.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ
ㅤThere is no need for him to know she’s here because she passed sneaking out, rightㅤ?ㅤHands pressed behind back,ㅤa smile carved upon ghostly features and a bat of butterfly lashes that beckon a different light to shine upon her in an effort to light up the mood that has rot previously.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIt’s just a misunderstanding that will be cleared in noooo timeee ~ Here,ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤDainty right hand falls betwixt iron bars, the palm expands leaving a little envelope to fall down with a butterfly that falls into dust as if it had come from a fairytale.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI brought you something sweet. I bet those guards around don’t give you anything of this type here. I thought it would at least cheer you up a little bit.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ
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― 🜛 ― kaleidoscope colors twinkle beneath a shining sun, its crystalline gossamer surface reflecting prisms of colors only the bounty of nature could gift her sights ― " How could shame have ever found home in your heart, when you possess something so beautiful? " @volonata / sc
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❝ here. ❞ blackout training was rough. bom knew that too well. a few bandages, and some other first aid items placed near suchan, bom then seats herself upon the surface of one of many school desks inside of the stray dogs' hideout. they had only recently returned, but she could already see that it had taken its toll on him for today. ❝ it wouldn't be good if you got an infection. ❞ there's a pause, and as usual .. knowing she's trying to look after him as carly had wanted, she speaks up, ❝ any questions ? ❞
– @volonata .
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" fortunately for you, my genetic research days are over. "
「 @volonata ❤ ‘d for a starter. 」
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"OH, IT ISN'T MINE." Even yet, there were a few flecks of blood scattered about on her clothing. Before moving her arms downward to cover the mess with her hands so he couldn't see it, she touches her fingertips together. "I'm quite alright." A tiny smile appears on her face as her head tilts. "Don't worry~"
━━━━━━ * / ( @volonata ) ♥ *
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the night belongs to the neon. ultraviolet marked by ticking, clockwork gold remain a silent surveyor; not a predator, but an observor. an entity marked by unabashed curiosity as it seeks to salvage every bit of information possibly gleaned from it's surroundings. tick tick; somewhere a clock is ticking, and the entity follows the secondhand for a fraction of a second longer before finally speaking. ❝ incredible. humans hold many talents. what you have there is a bow and arrow, yes? my database ascertains it to be so; just how does it work? ❞ / solstice starter for @volonata ✞
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@volonata ❥ starter call !
❥ “WILLY—-!!!” there’s a panicked crack in her voice as the woman scrambled down the street, an orange cat just slightly two steps ahead of her the whole way, “Get back here you slippery lil fuck!”
A stark contrast to her very pink, cutesy appearance— the words out of her mouth were the opposite. She paid no attention to any of the people she ran past… right up until she managed to FINALLY lunge and wrap her arms around the writhing mess of orange fur. Claws latched onto her cheek (and though she pouted at the act, there wasn’t much of a further reaction) as Kiwa tilted her head up to the understandably, probably started man she’d just tackled a cat in front of.
“Uh…. Nice weather we’re havin’? n’ sorry bout that. He’s a lil escape artist…”
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" um .. " a long sigh passes through her lips, the bright lights of the crane machine that stood before her reflecting on her face. in all honesty, it was a little difficult to focus. she wasn't any good at this, and it was obvious. there weren't things like this back in arpechele. nothing so bright, nor so loud and raucous, in her opinion. she had even jumped a little at the sound it made when she inevitably lost the first time. quietly, ceres cast a glance back to suchan, clearing her throat. " .. maybe you should try instead, right ? i'm not very good at this. " as if it needed to be said. with each attempt, she was left empty handed with even less money. still, even so, she was enjoying herself .. enjoying learning about these sorts of things after being deprived of them for so long within arpechele's borders.
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EYES are heavy , vision BLURRING under flourescent lights of the cafe , chatter having significantly LEFT as it draws closer and closer to single morning DIGITS on the clock . diagrams of ANATOMY seem to mock her , cheek on her HAND , arm propped up on table by her ELBOW as she stares , and stares , as if expecting for the information to transfer to her BRAIN through the power of god .
BUT IT'S just a bit too late for her , been staring at the papers and video on IPAD of her for far too long , eyes fluttering shut , relief rushing in her BODY for a few moments . moments turn into MINUTES , and muscles relax , leaving heavy head in limp hand and ARM , letting her arm and head most nearly FALL on the table , knocking PEACH ICED TEA all over herself . one way to wake up . wide blinking owl eyes , almost FROZEN in place as drink drips off the table and into her already soaking LAP ( thank god ipad seems untouched sitting on top of a few text books ) ; frustration BOILING up in her throat , in her BODY , eyes stinging with tears as she looks at her NOTES in front of her now essentially coated in tea . expressionless features want , need to turn into something equivalent to this burning in her CHEST , but it won't --- it won't come out , like something in her is PHYSICALLY preventing it .
❛ m... my notes ... can you ... can you get me ... some , na -- pkins , ❜ voice is so quiet , something almost nearing embarrassment and SHOCK , before offering a glance up to him .
@volonata ♡ 𝙨𝙘.
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