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[OOC: Continued from here]
Hotaru sits, unmoving.
She just sits there, on the barstool next to Death.
At long last, Death takes her leave. And the small girl's eyes regain their glint of consciousness. She begins to fold over, faint, but catching herself on the adjacent barstool, clenches the flowers in wait.
.... It happened again.
Too weary to be conscious of all the problems surrounding her -- that she cannot recall the several past hours, or that her last recollection was of sitting with a crazy, but friendly, young woman - not of being here, at the bar itself - she dismounts from the stool.
There are the beginnings of creases under her eyes. She goes up to her room.
Inside, she peels off her clothing, (first making sure that no one is around to see her), and sleepily steps into her sleeping wear. She finds a tall vase-like container and fills it with water.
Stumbling over to the nearest low table, she places the two remaining sunflowers in the container, and that on the table. The rosebud is placed, with particular care, at its base.
Then the covers are drawn back from the lower bed bunk, and Hotaru crawls under them, and closes her eyes.
Hotaru sits, unmoving.
She just sits there, on the barstool next to Death.
At long last, Death takes her leave. And the small girl's eyes regain their glint of consciousness. She begins to fold over, faint, but catching herself on the adjacent barstool, clenches the flowers in wait.
.... It happened again.
Too weary to be conscious of all the problems surrounding her -- that she cannot recall the several past hours, or that her last recollection was of sitting with a crazy, but friendly, young woman - not of being here, at the bar itself - she dismounts from the stool.
There are the beginnings of creases under her eyes. She goes up to her room.
Inside, she peels off her clothing, (first making sure that no one is around to see her), and sleepily steps into her sleeping wear. She finds a tall vase-like container and fills it with water.
Stumbling over to the nearest low table, she places the two remaining sunflowers in the container, and that on the table. The rosebud is placed, with particular care, at its base.
Then the covers are drawn back from the lower bed bunk, and Hotaru crawls under them, and closes her eyes.