melodiesoflife | Event || Revelations

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Event || Revelations

Characters: All the Heroes of Light and their Moogles.
Where: Order's Sanctuary, The Interdimensional Rift and their Homeworlds.
When: August 03rd - August 30th

Summary: Following the battle against Palitutu, all the Heroes of Light were transported into the Interdimensional Rift. They were told by Palitutu they would have to find her to prove they can break the cycle-- But before they could reach their destination, a malevolent entity from the Rift stripped them from their immortality...

And now, they woke up in a decaying and dying world, most specifically in a place called Order's Sanctuary. From there they are ready to jump... Into their homeworlds! Feel free to use this post for the Mingle at Order's Sanctuary and should your homeworld be the stage for the Heroes of Lights' next adventures, feel free to make a thread for it and as many sub-thread as necessary! Please refer to the OOC Post for questions and plotting.

Warning: Whatever you come up with.

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"Huh?" A grief seed? Confused, Sayaka looks from the offering to the girl, then back and forth again. What was she getting at? Was this some kind of show of pity? Did Kyoko think she was so much of a rookie still that she couldn't even hunt her own witches?

But at the same time, for someone that coveted the seeds so that she could use her abilities without restraint... what did it mean?

"What's that for?" Maybe it sounded more cold than she meant it to.

"Just shut up and accept it!" An irritated snap. Only, the girl seems almost...shy. Apologies are terribly outside of her comfort zone. "Damn, I mean. I know it doesn't...change anything. It's, because I upset you earlier. I mean don't get me wrong or anything -- normally that's funny as hell."

It wasn't though, this time. Although Kyoko honestly had no idea what she did wrong. Only that seeing Sayaka down she'd wanted to help, and messed up.

Knowing the justice seeking magical girl would not accept food because of her convictions, Kyoko'd hoped this would work. It was just, food for magical girls right? And, it would clearly be something she worked with integrity for.

What... the... hell... Sayaka was stunned into silence as she looked at the offering, not quite sure how to take this situation. It was the apples all over again, that she'd slapped away, then found herself being lifted up by the collar a moment later. It was Kyoko's way of... well, it was just Kyoko's way, she was beginning to realize.

"You keep it," she finally said, though there was no hint of hostility in her tone with the suggestion. She just... knew how much Grief Seeds meant to someone like the lancer. "I have to— I'm on my way to meet someone, so..." there was a nervous chuckle, as she scratched the back of her head.

"I mean, it would be weird to have on me, you know?" Accepting help wasn't Sayaka's forté but, even as someone as dense as she could be saw the gesture for what it was. For once.

A hand cups around the grief seed, as it gets stuffed back into the pocket with her good arm.

Shit, even her apology got rejected. It's not like, she expected Sayaka to accept her, or say they were friends. She'd just wanted to make it up somehow.

Were you supposed to be friends to be able to apologize?

"Fine." With a whip of a ponytail she turns, and walks away.

It was as though she had tempted the universe when she thought that today couldn't get any weirder... or any worse. Sayaka felt empty inside, which was probably par for the course considering she was nothing more than a zombie... the one thing that had given her life... it was about to be taken from her.

With a blank expression on her face, she walked out of the doors of her apartment complex. She'd have to hunt down witches now... it— really was the only thing she was good for.

There's a redhead leaning against the wall of the building, that shoulder apparently fine since the girl is putting weight into it.

"Jeez, it's about time." Rolling off from the lounging position to stand, Kyouko's regarding Sayaka strangely. The veteran magi had gone hunting earlier with no luck, she kept finding herself engaging with familiars.

While wondering at this sudden death wish, memories were returning. Enough to make her certain she was losing it. A different world?

Heh, I gotta cut back on the video games.

Blue eyes looked over in the direction of the voice, not having expected to see anyone there, least of all her magical rival... especially after the day they'd had.

"Kyoko..." she was quiet when she spoke, the follow up to the other girl's name being, what are you doing here?

A pocky stick is flicked to her lips, propped to the side like a cigarette. She wears a devilish smirk.

"What? Like I'm gonna miss this?"

There's a long drawn out silence, as Sayaka's head lowers, her hair falling into her eyes. After some time, her hands, balled into fists, started to shake. The tremors travelled slowly up her arms, reverberating in her shoulders, as her voice finally came, shaking too.

"Why— why are you doing this? Why are you trying so hard... to be so nice to me?"

There was surprise at the level of reaction, somewhere in those strange thoughts she had - Kyouko managed to momentarily forget how much this girl despised her. So she shakes it off with a laugh, obliterating the pocky.

Damn, that apology must have really messed up her image. "Who said anything about nice?" Placing both hands to her sides and leaning closer to Sayaka, her tone a mix of obnoxious, cocky and playful.

"I'm here cuz this will be entertaining."

Those words might say one thing, but Kyoko's actions today had told a different story. It reminded Sayaka of a different time... in a world much different from this one where maybe... just maybe they had almost been friends.

"Hunting witches... that's all I'm good for now, right?" she bit down on her lip, trying to stop the tears that were starting to crest in her eyes. Damn. She didn't want to cry here, and especially not in front of this girl.

She rose an arm up to swipe at her eyes harshly. "That's all this body is good for, isn't it?"

Arms fall from her sides, the cocky grin melts away. Feeling awkward, her fingertips tickle, wanting to reach for more treats. She doesn't let them.

Why won't this stubborn girl accept her food? Kyoko was certain chocolate would help more than any of her stupid words. Not to mention, she really didn't want to look soft again.

"Huh? Where's this coming from?" Shifting her weight during an uncomfortable pause, for once the blunt girl is trying to find the right thing to say. The soul gem ring on her finger feels heavier.

"Sayaka you've still got your family, right? And a nice home. You're in school so you got a future, not like me, and...hell. I never even noticed, neither did Mami-san. So your body is good for whatever you want, like eating."

"It's not," she nearly choked. "It's not any good at all and to make things worse..." the tears started to fall then, as Sayaka leaned slightly forward, hugging herself around middle. "Today, I almost started to regret what I did... I thought," she continued, on some sort of tangent that only she probably even understood, "just for one second... about what would have happened if I hadn't saved Hitomi."

There's a fanged grimace, her tough guy exterior fades away completely at the sight. Seeing Sayaka in pain bothers her too much to remember to maintain the air,

"That's bullshit. You gonna try sayin my punches don't hurt? Keep thinking like that and I'll pound it back into you that your body works fine."

A threat with no violence behind it, a frown as she tries to put together the last bit.

"I don't know what you're prattling on about, you always do the right thing so what does it matter what you think?"

"I'm a failure of a hero..." drip, drip, went the drops on the pavement, and her thoughts turned to the fallen senpai she'd tried so hard to make proud. Even a beating from Kyoko was better than feeling like this. She was the lowest kind of magical girl, finally having to come face to face with her own selfish desires. "I couldn't even look Mami-san in the face," there was no holding back anymore, and her shoulders shuddered with the sobs, as she crouched slowly down to the ground.

"Hitomi is going to take Kyousuke, but there's nothing I can do about it!" she barely gve herself a moment to breathe, "Because I'm already dead! I'm a zombie!"

A ponytail sways as her chin lifts up, there's no longer so much as a hint of a kinder girl from a different world, the delinquent's back. Regarding the vulnerable girl with a hard stare.

"-Tch. You sure do ugly cry for a zombie."

The spear makes an appearance before her soul gem, a hand clasping the red jewel to transform despite the location. Her tone and posture aggressive now.

"When we met - I thought you were some wuss, but no matter how hard I beat you, you just kept getting right back up. I was right the first time though - you sound so pathetic."

The spear of hers is getting spun in an intentionally antagonizing manner, "So all you had in you was that one fight, that leaves Mitakihara as my territory."

A fanged grin, violent eyes, "Think I'll plump up a nice witch with this Hitomi and Kyousuke before I cut it down for myself. Or maybe I'll start with that annoying pink haired girl."

Start with... Madoka. Madoka, who would probably have embraced her the moment she started crying. Who would have had a comforting touch, even if she couldn't find the right words for the harsh realities of this world.

Instead, she had Kyoko, venemous and biting. Biting down on a lip to stop herself from sobbing again, a low voice came from her eventually, around the same time she stopped trembling.

"You're right... I did just keep getting back up," Sayaka wipes at her eyes with her sleeve again pulling up her nose. She eased herself back up to her feet, grinding out the last of her tears.

"I'm fine now," and there was a pause, as she was reminded all over again just what kind of magical girls those two were. The kind she wouldn't be. "So don't even think for a second that I'll just let you get your hands on any of them..."

Ah good - those tears had stopped. Not that relief softened her expression, instead giving a chiding click of the tongue at the hatchling magi's announcement that she was "fine". The lance body is slung sideways behind her neck for hands to rest on. She'd been foolish - trying with this girl always troublesome.

Sayaka needed a friend, but any time Kyoko extended a hand the stubborn girl would not accept it. Despite appearances, she'd hated saying it. Fighting like that would have been a death sentence - and the girl did need to get fighting. Kyoko didn't mind being hated further to goad the girl out of it.

Perhaps having an enemy was better than having no-one at all. Who was she kidding, a girl beating herself over a bad though...with the thinks Kyoko had done. Would never change her mind about wanting her around.

There's a non-committal shrug. "No promises, I do what I want. Not like such a failure of a magical girl has any chance protecting her friends when she's not even bothering to go out collecting magic."

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timeskip to after her meeting with hitomi!

such a stalker

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