Mar 07, 2010 03:05
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[A small girl, face and flower tattoo framed by dark hair, earnest blue eyes looking into her mirror. On one of its lower corners one might notice how she's holding it, fingers pressed carefully to the glass. As if she's afraid it might break. There's a certain fragility about her calm.]
There aren't any doors. [A momentary flicker in her gaze; she smiles, but it seems more sorrowful than anything else.] It's true, then.
[For a few moments she says nothing more, just gazes into the mirror as if she's looking through it. Then she smiles again, a little more brightly this time.]
They don't make up for it, but some things here are still... [Nice? Bearable?] not so bad.
Would anyone like to come for tea?
[hitman reborn] uni