third prayer [closed]

[prayed]

Characters: Kyoko Sakura, Homura Akemi
Setting: Floor Forty-Seven
Format: Starting in prose, but I'll match.
Summary: After seeing the fallout on the network, Kyoko takes it on herself to go hunt down Homura.
Warnings: being meguca is suffering.


Kyoko liked to keep tabs on the other three girls that occupied the tower. It just made her life a little easier to know where everyone stood and, though she never thought deeply enough of it to recognize it for what it was, it was something of a relief to see that they were still there. That quarrel on the network was jarring enough, however, to get Kyoko moving away from the terminal and down the staircase. She trusted Madoka to be able to use a lick of common sense--if anything, she'd probably run to Sayaka. Those two were good friends, after all. Homura, on the other hand...

Well, there was a price to pay for independence.

"Oi, Homura!" It didn't take long to find Homura and even less time to call out to her. Kyoko had already transformed and presently held her spear in one hand. A precautionary measure for a worst case scenario. She clutched it, grinding down on the piece of pocky she held between her teeth as she abandoned the staircase.

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[prayed]

"Heh, I wonder if I should take offense to that." She smirked, though it disappeared quickly, replaced by a more serious look. This girl was the same as the rest of them; a fool who'd used their one-shot at a miracle on another person, but such things always ended in regret. The only difference was if--and how--a person chose to live with it.

"...Look. I don't care how you live your life, alright? It's none of my business...but y'know, if ya don't feel like carrying every burden by yourself," she reached out to poke Homura's forehead, "Ya got other options."

[rewindingly]

It was a strange gesture coming from Kyoko. One that Homura was not used to receiving... ever, really. It almost gave reason for her to make a strange face, but she kept herself in check. Reaching up to gently lower Kyoko's hand, her careful movements reflecting the appreciation that she could not let herself voice.

"It's fine. There are some things I cannot expect others to understand." Timetraveling to save Madoka, for one. The things she had seen happen to others as well... Watching Kyoko die. "I made my wish understanding I might be alone."
Actually not, but let's pretend Moemura never happened.

[prayed]

She won't contest that first statement; how could she understand a girl like this? They made the same mistake of praying for a single hope, but that was where the similarities ended. Their goals might line up at some points, but in the end the motivation was completely different. ...well, maybe there was one more thing.

"Isn't the whole point of protecting someone so that ya can stay with 'em? If being alone is enough, then it doesn't matter who lives and who dies, because the only one ya need to look out for is yourself."