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[There's a sulky pink thing in Locket. She's brought a small grassy hill with her, where's she's sitting and brooding. Oddly enough, the sunset followed. She's ripping up the grass rhythmically and almost absent-mindedly with one hand, and staring rather hard at a small, embroidered bag in the other. She hasn't noticed that she's not...exactly in Crystal Tokyo anymore Toto.
Perhaps unusually, Chibiusa - or, in this case, Small Lady - is actually in her princess dress this time. She doesn't seem to care much about the damp ground causing wet patches to blossom on the dress, or the potential grass stains. She's even rolled it up from the bottom to free her legs from entanglement, sitting rather unlady-like with her knees drawn up, posture stooped in pensive sulking.
After a long time, she squeezes the bag angrily and throws it as hard as she can, letting out a choked sound as she watches it fall somewhere far out of reach, hearing the contents of the bag make a tinkling noise as if in distress. There's no way that was a sob. Nope.
Feel free to join her emofest, stranger or not. :)]
Perhaps unusually, Chibiusa - or, in this case, Small Lady - is actually in her princess dress this time. She doesn't seem to care much about the damp ground causing wet patches to blossom on the dress, or the potential grass stains. She's even rolled it up from the bottom to free her legs from entanglement, sitting rather unlady-like with her knees drawn up, posture stooped in pensive sulking.
After a long time, she squeezes the bag angrily and throws it as hard as she can, letting out a choked sound as she watches it fall somewhere far out of reach, hearing the contents of the bag make a tinkling noise as if in distress. There's no way that was a sob. Nope.
Feel free to join her emofest, stranger or not. :)]