hold your pretty head high ( open )
Who: Mira, you. A few closed prompts.
What: the eventening
When: throughout the event.
Where: all over Umui.
Warnings: death. gore. will update with more!
Notes: lmk if you want a starter. i'll also match format!
august 5-9.
What: the eventening
When: throughout the event.
Where: all over Umui.
Warnings: death. gore. will update with more!
Notes: lmk if you want a starter. i'll also match format!
august 5-9.
[ In some ways, it feels familiar. She's not really thrilled about that; the fear of succumbing to something she can't control is terrifying. Something pricks at the back of her mind, flashes of an old memory clawing to the surface--august 10-16.
beneath the ground, surrounded by darkness and decay and the slow sound of something heavy growing closer
--she closes her eyes and shakes her head. Focuses on other things. She doesn't dare go back to Enso; she doesn't know if she'd infect others who, luckily, haven't been. Her food's running a bit low, but she's still got quite a bit. So. If she sees someone around, she'll come over with a smile. She's a little dizzy from walking so much, but she manages to not fall over. ]
Are you hungry?
[ ... of course, aside from trying to take care of people, she's... not doing much of that for herself. Often, she has to take a break to curl up somewhere quiet. Mira's started coughing up flower petals, and that? Seeing the blood-soaked violet petals?
It's terrifying. So much that she's not particularly aware of much else. ]
[ It's getting much worse.
The flowers grow along her skin, bursting forth around her wrists and throat. She's in a lot of pain, and she doesn't really move from her spot near the mana pool on Umui. She can't move, exactly. Not without a lot of hurting. Still, she puts on a brave face, sits up (visibly wincing, naturally) if she notices someone coming along. ]
How are you doing?
[ It's a foolish question, but. It's fine. ]
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[ She smiles and bumps her shoulder against his. It's... normal. Shockingly normal. If not for the petals itching in her throat, threatening to burst from beneath her skin, she could believe this to be just another day with a friend.
She coughs, feels the petals dislodge themselves. ]
She'll like you a lot, I think... She's a tuxedo cat. She has these cute little white socks, too...
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[A tuxedo cat with white socks...
He can imagine her, how cute and sweet she must be, like a piece of home on these islands, something familiar and safe. He's sure she'll be even cuter in person. For real. That's a thought he clings to for now, because it's better than just thinking about the flowers in his skin, in his throat, strangling the life out of him and Mira and so many other people.]
Was she a gift from the Storyteller? Like Gladio's chocobo?
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I'm not sure. When I returned-- [ Not "came here." Returned, because so many people know her, even if she has no recollection of it. The Storyteller, when she'd spoken to them, had told her it was the nature of her story... ] --she was in my cottage.
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Oh...I mean, that's how Kaltenecker showed up. [He clears his throat, coughs, turns his head to spit out the petals that have filled his mouth.] Just here when I got back. Guess that's just how things work here.
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She knew me. She... seemed like she'd been waiting for me. But I've never had a cat like her before.
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[That's a little strange, definitely peculiar.]
I'm sure she's just happy to have you around, even if she knew you before or not.
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[ She turns her head t cough, roughly and wetly, and the force if it makes her double over. The coughing lasts more than a few moments, this time, and by the time she's finished, her lips are red with blood. ]
I... I'm sorry.
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[The blood is concerning, but even more so is...Mira.]
You don't need to be sorry for this. It's- It's okay.
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... Y-you're right. It'll be okay.
[ She reaches over to squeeze his hand. It hurts, but she's so tired and achey and she's always been more of a physical person than most people she knows. ]
We'll get through this, right?