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towerofanimus2012-05-24 04:28 pm
beknightedheroine) wrote in towerofanimus2012-05-24 04:28 pm
Sixth Staff ♞ calm as a still pond in the middle of a thunderstorm
Characters: Sayaka Miki and any who encounter her.
Setting: Floor 31.
Format: Prose or action, I like either~!
Summary: Sayaka needs a copy of Meditation for Dummies. You can bug her earlier or later on in her failed crusade of calm.
Warnings: Hinting at PMMM spoilers, also it's just kinda angsty whoops...
[Earlier:]
What was she supposed to do? Thinking 'I need to keep calm' did anything but make her feel calm, it just highlighted that she wasn't able to sustain it. She couldn't figure out an answer. 'Don't freak out' was a harder directive to fulfill than it sounded like, and it wasn't just a task that
would help her. There were other people at stake here.
Sayaka looked down at her soul gem with a scowl, where it sat neatly in front of her on one of the cobblestones. There was a small little twisting strand of dark she could spy sometimes amidst the blue, but.. there was no way she was employing the Grief Seed again until she absolutely needed it. On the practical side, Sayaka was pretty sure she had an idea of her limits now. On the other.. she'd used it thoughtlessly the first time, but that Grief Seed.. it felt a little sick using it. She'd definitely not throw it away. But Sayaka was far from ready to even look at it again, and it was stowed in her trunk even now.
Going to a quiet, out of the way place seemed more and more like a mistake now. What was she supposed to DO, just alone with her thoughts? She'd just chase her mind in circles. She'd been chasing her mind in circles.
[Some time later:]
This was stupid. With a huff, Sayaka climbs to her feet, stares down at her soul gem for another long moment - the mental image arises unbidden of actually seeing from the viewpoint of that tiny thing, staring up at a gloomy-looking girl with incredulity. She snatches the bauble up from the ground and takes off on a brisk walk across the cobblestones, utterly done with the mess for today. Stupid stupid stupid.
Setting: Floor 31.
Format: Prose or action, I like either~!
Summary: Sayaka needs a copy of Meditation for Dummies. You can bug her earlier or later on in her failed crusade of calm.
Warnings: Hinting at PMMM spoilers, also it's just kinda angsty whoops...
[Earlier:]
What was she supposed to do? Thinking 'I need to keep calm' did anything but make her feel calm, it just highlighted that she wasn't able to sustain it. She couldn't figure out an answer. 'Don't freak out' was a harder directive to fulfill than it sounded like, and it wasn't just a task that
would help her. There were other people at stake here.
Sayaka looked down at her soul gem with a scowl, where it sat neatly in front of her on one of the cobblestones. There was a small little twisting strand of dark she could spy sometimes amidst the blue, but.. there was no way she was employing the Grief Seed again until she absolutely needed it. On the practical side, Sayaka was pretty sure she had an idea of her limits now. On the other.. she'd used it thoughtlessly the first time, but that Grief Seed.. it felt a little sick using it. She'd definitely not throw it away. But Sayaka was far from ready to even look at it again, and it was stowed in her trunk even now.
Going to a quiet, out of the way place seemed more and more like a mistake now. What was she supposed to DO, just alone with her thoughts? She'd just chase her mind in circles. She'd been chasing her mind in circles.
[Some time later:]
This was stupid. With a huff, Sayaka climbs to her feet, stares down at her soul gem for another long moment - the mental image arises unbidden of actually seeing from the viewpoint of that tiny thing, staring up at a gloomy-looking girl with incredulity. She snatches the bauble up from the ground and takes off on a brisk walk across the cobblestones, utterly done with the mess for today. Stupid stupid stupid.
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[This makes perfect sense, does it not? Kafuka beams.]
It'd be fun, wouldn't it? To work together in a project?