Sᴀɴᴀᴇ Kᴏᴄʜɪʏᴀ (東風谷 早苗) (
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queenofheartsrp2012-11-19 12:24 pm
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-The voice on the other end is... tired. Weak from fasting. But probably from spending days upon days crying in her room as well. No one is keeping score.-
If my miracle powers were working... I could solve this famine. Why won't they work? Why can't I do any good here?
... I really am just taking up space, aren't I? A waste of everyone's time...
If my miracle powers were working... I could solve this famine. Why won't they work? Why can't I do any good here?
... I really am just taking up space, aren't I? A waste of everyone's time...
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That's you, isn't it, Nue?
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Are you at the shrine? I'm coming to see you.
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... Not like this. Not right now. You can't see me like this.
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Will tomorrow be better?
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I don't know.
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[Except she doesn't want to risk having to deal with Reimu, so instead of coming through a door and knocking like a normal person, she circles around to the side of the building and taps on a window like a serial killer in a horror movie or something.]
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[It doesn't help that she isn't really sure where to start with this.]
Sanae... [Her wings swish back and forth behind her back, the movement seeming a little anxious.] Do you hate me?
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[She breaks off, running out of steam.]
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Right now, I just feel so empty. Like I'd be better off dead.
... I haven't felt like this since I was little girl. When my real parents died in that car accident.
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[She cuts off again, trying to get her kneejerk reaction under control. The movements of her wings behind her only become more agitated, though. She leans further in through the window, and this time, she grabs one of Sanae's hands. She keeps her eyes fixed firmly on Sanae's face, even if she doesn't look, her expression...earnest.]
Why? There's no reason for you to feel that way! [Not that degree, at least. Depressed was one thing, but better off dead...]
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[She tries to tug Sanae closer, intending to hug her...]
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—Gyah!
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Are you alright?
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I'm fine. I'm not that easy to hurt. [...] Can we sit down and talk?
[Since, you know, she's inside now.]
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