[[ does anyone even remember me ]]
[[ does anyone even remember me ]]
"And so you’ve found me, Mary." He replied softly, smile ever present as she answered his question. With her always so overflowing with energy, it was hard not to just smile at her and feel as though you’ve found some resolve. The moment he heard that she had fallen asleep, Garry had placed a hand on her head and scanned her over, looking for anything wrong in the slightest.
“Are you alright—How is Ib, have you been hurt at all?” This was overreacting at its finest, considering how she was reacting to seeing him there was obviously no call for concern, but he had been gone a while and that was all he needed.
"Of course I have," the girl grinned with pride. Seeing Garry’s bright face was a positivity boost at its best. He seemed to be the one to hold everything together — to keep things in check. If he wasn’t there, she nor Ib would have any idea how things would go. Essentially, Garry was the binding to both the girls’ book covers. The fact that he could do such a thing made him so admirable in her eyes, enough to cast as bright a smile as she does around him.
The sudden touch to her head brought a tinge of crimson to her cheeks, both expecting and not expecting his delicate fingers against her. Garry was the type to over-worry, even when it wasn’t necessary. Even so, she could understand, despite being on the opposite end of the current spectrum.
"We’re both okay," she replied. "Nothing found us, at least." Such a caring soul, she decided. He was the perfect friend, especially considering their circumstance. She wanted someone just like him— no, him. Yes, a perfect friend to stay with her forever and ever to watch over her, and Ib. Those thoughts are for later; now wasn’t the time. The main concern now was to focus on the situation, and of course, getting to know one another.
Save me, even as you break me,
Every time you rape me,
Leave me coming all undone—
Praise me, turn your back and hate me,
Every time you waste me,
Keep me underneath your thumb.
"It’s no problem! Thank you for being a friend of mine, too!" He exclaimed with a chime. He couldn’t help but perk when she mentioned the swim club, "Ah, would you really?! I’ve been trying to get people to join, but the never listen to me! If you help, I’m sure we’ll get someone to join!" He grinned a bit, maybe putter her in a bathing suit would help. She didn’t have a gifure like Amakata, but people usually go for anyone in a swimsuit!
"I’d love to help," she reassured, that angelic smile still radiant on her face. "It sounds like so much fun, too!" It was such a joy to be seeing a new friend so excited, just by the offer of her help. The feeling was so fulfilling, and it warmed her heart, much like her other friends had. "Just tell me what you’d like for me to do, and I’ll gladly do it, Nagisa-san." Perhaps this move wasn’t such a bad idea, after all.
Toothiana sat down on the bed, fluttering above it though, as she didn’t know what to say—she seemed stunned to be honest. She wished that she could be like Sandy and eliminate the sadness deep inside this child—all she does is preserve memories of the young ones and go from there. “…!” To even hear about the blood and everything, Toothiana knew this girl needed help, but she didn’t know if helping her would be enough.
"…I…I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there to give you hope and anything, but…as a Guardian, I am destined to help those like you out." Touching the girl’s cheek, she smiled and nodded. “How about this—I’ll let one of my Baby Tooth’s come and check up on you every night? That way, you are never really alone." Toothiana explained, wondering if she could at least help this poor girl out. The crying and begging sounded like something from her own past life, but maybe? “I will do what I can to make you fall asleep with ease."
"…" The girl lay silent, unsure of what to comment. Honestly, the reassurance hadn’t been much. All she needed was her big brother to protect her, and no one else. However, she realized it would be rude to turn down such a generous offer. Yet, there was a beckoning voice in the back of her mind, doubting this woman’s promise. "I-I… I guess it would help…" Her eyes trailed downward, tears beginning to dry.
"I don’t think… anyone but Onii-san can help me, though. You can try, but I don’t know if it’ll help…" A ‘hic’ uttered from her throat as she refused to gaze toward the fairy. "You don’t understand what went on in there… n-no one did, or ever could…" It was the very worst that this traumatized child couldn’t even report such a horrific experience to the police, as no one would ever understand what had happened.
It was the very curse coming back to haunt her, alongside everyone else.
(Okay, so who’s here right now?)
"I am present."
"I’m here, too."
"If I must be."
"U-um, I’m here."
"Big Brother is here~"
"Such a shame there are only so few of you — I’d like to make more friends!"
"I don’t think we need to go there again, little miss Mary. Aren’t I enough?"
"I think the two of you need to calm down. I’m pretty sure we don’t need anymore… "friendships" happening with either of you."
"What’s wrong with having more friends?"
"You’re new. I don’t think we need to go through this yet."
[[ Oh gosh I feel bad for not being here— None of my muses have really been wanting to come out lately… ]]
I am so done with your shit, goldylocks.