Sixth Leap | [Dream]
[A verdant meadow stretches as far as can be seen, dotted with tall, thick fruit-bearing trees casting shade around them. The weather simply feels perfect, regardless of whoever feels it, with a deep blue, cloud spotted sky. Beneath one tree (bearing quite an odd mixture of fruit on its limbs), a blanket is spread, somehow not even pulling up at the loose corners despite the summer breeze, with two young teenage girls clad in sundresses. The two girls gaze up at the clouds together, lying side by side, holding hands together, as a picnic basket rests to their side.
The two girls point at big white puffy clouds, each somehow forming unmistakable shapes that could never be found in reality: an elephant with a moving trunk, a cat with its tail curled around it, a picture-book European castle lowering its drawbridge.
After some time passes of laughing together over the shapes in the clouds, Homura tilts her head a bit, looking to Madoka. The girl then sits up, continuing to look to the girl beside her as she speaks up.]
Hey, Madoka...
[Madoka sits up as well as she responds, still clasping Homura's hand.] What is it, Homura-chan?
...I l-like you, Madoka.
[Madoka's cheeks redden immediately.] I like you too, Homura-chan.
[The dark-haired girl quickly blushes as well, and the two embrace one another. Silently together they sit, gazing into each other's eyes until Homura once more speaks up.] Hey, Madoka...w-would it be okay if --...that is, would you like to --
[Madoka brings a finger to Homura's lips, silencing the question.] It's okay, Homura-chan, you don't need to ask.
[Pulling her finger away, the pink-haired girl leans forward. The two close their eyes, their lips meeting for a brief moment before both pull away, blushing.]
((OOC: Being Homura's dream, this Madoka is not the real one, but rather is just a part of her dream.
Purple = Homura.))
The two girls point at big white puffy clouds, each somehow forming unmistakable shapes that could never be found in reality: an elephant with a moving trunk, a cat with its tail curled around it, a picture-book European castle lowering its drawbridge.
After some time passes of laughing together over the shapes in the clouds, Homura tilts her head a bit, looking to Madoka. The girl then sits up, continuing to look to the girl beside her as she speaks up.]
Hey, Madoka...
[Madoka sits up as well as she responds, still clasping Homura's hand.] What is it, Homura-chan?
...I l-like you, Madoka.
[Madoka's cheeks redden immediately.] I like you too, Homura-chan.
[The dark-haired girl quickly blushes as well, and the two embrace one another. Silently together they sit, gazing into each other's eyes until Homura once more speaks up.] Hey, Madoka...w-would it be okay if --...that is, would you like to --
[Madoka brings a finger to Homura's lips, silencing the question.] It's okay, Homura-chan, you don't need to ask.
[Pulling her finger away, the pink-haired girl leans forward. The two close their eyes, their lips meeting for a brief moment before both pull away, blushing.]
((OOC: Being Homura's dream, this Madoka is not the real one, but rather is just a part of her dream.
Purple = Homura.))