event post // My darling cries apologies~

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::Mitsuki, wherever you are, Sora is looking for you. The blue sky and wing charms on the sterling silver bracelet she's wearing on her right wrist jingles in rhythm to her hurried footsteps.:: 

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*Mitsuki is walking down the bridge from the main island, going to the harbour. He carries a holdall, slung over his right shoulder: he doesn't look too pleased. He walks quickly, and suddenly drops the bag. It hits the floor, and he kicks it. Then he picks it up and carries on.*

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::After running about the island for a good half an hour, Sora finally catches a glimpse of Mitsuki heading towards the harbor. Nearly out of breath, she gathers her remaining energy and sprints towards him, not sure why she's doing so or what she's going to say once she's there.::

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*Mitsuki reaches the end of the bridge. He stops for a brief rest and looks around. It's quiet, and he murmurs appreciatively. It's nothing like the city back home, and having to grow up with his brothers. Oh, there's people here, but not them - and he likes it that way. Birthdays, festivals, family business. Nothing more needs doing. And then he sees Sora.*

*He picks up his holdall and carries on walking.*

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::When he doesn't stop walking, Sora jumps forward and tackle-hugs him from behind, holding on to his waist tightly.::

Don't pretend you didn't see me, goddammit!

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*Caught from behind, Mitsuki stumbles back and groans audibly, clutching his bag. He attempts to extend his arms to the side, hoping it'll break Sora's hold and get her off.*

What do you want?

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::"To see you", "To explain", "To tell you it was all a mistake" is what she planned on saying. Although they are all true, she ends up saying something else instead.::

... to make things right again.

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*Mitsuki turns around. He doesn't look frustrated, but you can tell he's covering it up - look closely. His lips are thinly pursed and his foot's tapping. He considers what he'd say, "Ain't my problem you throw yourself at the nearest man," but hey, he's the adult. Or supposed to be.*

You chose the right thing, or you wouldn't have done it in the first place.

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::Look closely? Nah, if Sora was half as intelligent as she was in the past, she would have never gotten herself into this mess in the first place. Sora lightly punches him and then hangs her head.

.... dummy. When have I ever done something because it was the 'right' thing? Killing that kid - was that right?

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*Rubbing the spot she hit, Mitsuki sighs.*

No, but get to the point.

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With Tsubasa - I didn't do it out of spite. I mean, I like the boy so much, I honestly do... and he's so kind and nice and funny to be with, but...

::She hugs herself, whispering::

He's not you. And... I guess I just ... ::She looks at him, face scrunched up and ready to cry.:: ...are you mad at me?

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*Mitsuki was going to say 'no'. He's happy Sora found someone her age. But considering what she is, he thinks. Sora's... dangerous, and Tsubasa's some dumb kid.*

*He looks at Sora, and sees her face.*

Knock it off. It's annoying.

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::She flinches at his tone of voice like a kicked puppy.::

... moo.

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*He'd have called her a cow, but he's seen this so often. Better to ignore it, he decides.*

So obviously you were mistaken. You don't know what you want, do you?

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::Freedom? Redemption? Love? ... ::

To be happy.

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And greedy.

*He refers to himself and Tsubasa, of course.*

Frankly, I've seen better.

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::She blinks, shocked at his blatant forthcoming, but then manages a pitiful smile.::

Yeah, well... I'm not exactly a goody-two-shoes, am I?