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Asako Minegishi ([personal profile] sawthelockdown) wrote2018-08-27 01:06 pm

[thingy???] grant me wings



”May the world and especially every human you love forget that you ever existed!”

Those were the last words of the final enemy Asako defeated on her campaign, and from the looks of it, they were true. The people she once knew acted like she was a stranger when she bumped into them, “accidentally”, on the streets just to see what happened. A quick, invisible check on her parents’ home— Well. She didn’t have parents anymore, it seemed. They didn’t have a daughter, though they had happily taken in their nephew when his parents had died. A nephew who had been raised without a little cousin following him around like a lost duckling.

She did not visit a certain person once, because it would hurt too much. The part of her that was perfectly suited to being a demon whispered but this is your chance, but it was easy to ignore. There were no guarantees in life, after all. Besides, she’d already confessed her feelings when on the verge of leaving for the demon world for real— and outright asked that person to forget what they’d heard.

Still, just being a passive observer bored her. The world would not acknowledge her existence again— but surely she could make something that it would acknowledge? A small thing, a simple thing. A foothold...

An urban legend. Yes, that could be easily done.



Akame: omg guys there’s a ghost on the yamanote line in tokyo
Akame: like where that lockdown was a year ago! maybe she died from the gas?
Akame: anyway i saw her last night at sunset, she’s a girl in this pretty kimono and a fox mask! she was twirling by herself in a corner so i went to see what was up, we were the only people there lol
Akame: but when i said hi, she bowed
Akame: and disappeared! like right in front of me!
Akame: have u seen this ghost?




Yes. That would surely do.
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
It would do, but sometimes the 'soul' of Pluto goes wandering. Sometimes it travels further than it intended. And so when it catches sight of the girl that no one else seems to see - the girl that the world seems bent around in a strange way - it approaches.

... It just happens to be a large mass of shadows in a vaguely humanoid shape, at least to the eyes of someone who isn't a normal human.

"... Hello there."
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello." It pulls a bottle of water out from... some kind of pocket. It's unclear where. "Here. It's been a while since you've spoken, hasn't it?"
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have heard that, yes. ... And it's no trouble. I simply reconfigured some of my atoms into liquid rather than solid." ... Is that weird? It has no real frame of reference for whether that's weird or not.
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"... It's only a little. And while I am here I can absorb some from the air if needed. Or capture stray ones on my way back. Where I am from, there is no liquid water, only ice."
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The figure chuckles. "No. I'm from quite far away. As a point of reference... it takes Sol's light about eight minutes to reach here, and around five hours to reach where I am."
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know. ... I was in the neighborhood, so to speak. Earth and I had a scheduled chat, and I could sense your power, so I decided to take a look."
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. I am... Pluto. The consciousness of it, at least."
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Somewhat, yes. It doesn't blame you - you were pushed into that circumstance and dealt the best you could. But it's still not happy about the situation." The figure shrugs. Somehow.
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-29 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
It pauses and chuckles. "That is between Earth and that person. But I'm told they don't remember anymore, correct? So it would be useless to punish someone who doesn't know why they're being punished."
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-30 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"... I see. It's... strange to me, to care about someone like that. Is it similar to the way that Jupiter and Saturn care for each other?"
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-30 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"They're dating." The word is said with the air of someone who has found a really gross bug and does not want to touch it, but here they are now.
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-30 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
/... I know what it's like to be ripped away from someone. Before I came to orbit this star, I was orbiting another. I was happy there - liquid water, a few small microbial life forms... and then I was knocked out of orbit, and traveled in the cold, dark places. My water froze, and all of the life on me died. I found another - this star - though it's not the same as it was before. Sol has been quite welcoming, but it's not like it was./
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-31 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not as if you were trying to offend."

It folds itself down so that it's 'sitting' next to her and not just towering over her.
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[personal profile] brush_shoulders 2018-08-31 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course. I... do not get a chance to speak to humans often, truthfully."

It looks her over. "Or... former humans, at any rate."