post for madoka and homura;

[fatealtering]

[A girl with long black hair is slowly sitting on a bench in the park, taking out her headband and slowly holding out a long red ribbon in it's place. Her face is blank, but her lip trembles, as she begins to tie the ribbon into her hair, her fingers trembling a little]

[in another place, a  girl with pink hair is also in the park, watching a little

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[bringsalvation]

[ she watches from afar, a small smile on her face. she's not supposed to be here, yet she is. she was no longer a being that was supposed to 'exist'. she was what was considered a 'god' of the world...

she couldn't speak to her. after all, she didn't exist. homura wasn't supposed to remember her -- though the hope that she believed in, the one that made her wish that she was, and that her friend, her very best friend would remember her --

it was all that mattered.

"don't forget," she told herself, without speaking... "someone is always fighting for you."

however, she had to. she had a physical form, and she was here, now -- even though she was supposed to be making it so that witches would no longer exist for all eternity --

and she only said one word, and one alone. ]

Homura-chan.

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[Homura looked up with wide, purple eyes, struck dumb by the sight of her best friend, the one she had sacrificed so many times for, standing in front of her.

I'm sure I'll meet you again soon..

And suddenly Homura's cold features, that weren't really that cold, twisted into a bittersweet expression, her hands sliding from inky strands of hair]

M-Madoka..?

[bringsalvation]

[ she smiles, saying: ] It's been a long time, Homura-chan.

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How are you--..[she springs off the bench, all but running towards her best friend, her dearest friend--stopping short as she takes in her face, her lip already trembling a little more]

[bringsalvation]

I don't know myself. Something just... [her voice drops slightly, a bit unsure] happened. I guess you can say that I'm here, yet not here. [ she was here, surely, but her physical being was elsewhere. it was all confusing. ]

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..Regardless, it's still you, isn't it? [she takes another tentative step]

[bringsalvation]

Yes, it's me, Homura-chan. It really, really is.

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[Homura lets out a quiet little sob, before she rushes forward and wraps her arms around Madoka, sniffling very quietly into her hair]

I didn't forget you, Madoka. Not for a minute..

[bringsalvation]

I know, I know... I've been watching this whole time. I'm sorry, I really am. But don't cry -- I'm here now, alright? I promised that I would see you again. [ she then wraps her arms around homura as well, grinning nostalgically ]

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I'm sorry--I just..[she quietly stops sniffling, little tears rollng down her cheeks as she hugs her tightly]

Thank you so much, Madoka. For everything..

[bringsalvation]

There's no need to thank me. I only did what I thought was right. I did the right thing, didn't I? And I helped a lot of people.

I care about everyone I met, even you, Homura-chan. So there's no need. You don't need to be sad anymore.

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Yes, you did. You brought hope to me, and everyone..you did more than any of us other Puella Magi could do.

[she pulls back, looking at her with searching eyes]

Madoka, can I ask you one thing?

[bringsalvation]

What is it?

[fatealtering]

Are you happy?

[bringsalvation]

Of course. As long as I can bring all the happiness to everyone else, I'm happy too. I'm also really happy to see you again like this, Homura-chan.

[fatealtering]

..I am too. It's all thanks to you, Madoka. [she touches her ribbon, her smile soft and sincere]