041/ 007 There's glass in my thermos/ And blood on my jeans

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She's sitting on the floor of the kitchen, staring at her hand. There's an abandoned attempt at bento on the counter. Next to Misaki on the ground, a knife, marked by a slip of sparkling black.]

Wh... This isn't... real. [Misaki squeezes her finger; the shallow cut on it oozes a fresh trail of glittering black blood.] Turn red. [She squeezes harder.] Turn red, turn red.



[[Last experiment post~]]

Comments

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...Misaki? What happened?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I was making lunch--I cut my finger--but it shouldn't--it doesn't-- [Internal flailing]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...that's what happens to peoples blood after they've died on the Plane.

[lamb_of_gold]

Yes, You....your elder self...experienced something that caused her blood to change.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

But that's not me. [Her voice is almost plaintive] That's not--we're not the same.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Isn't even going to START on that] But you are both Misaki Kirihara. Perhaps what affects one affects the other. Come now, let me see your finger.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Would be looking on with wide eyes]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Fffffff head on her knees and hugging them against herself.] Stop staring at me.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Looks away quickly] I'm sorry, it's just...

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

M-Misaki-san? [Concerned Ryotarou is concerned.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Flinch. She hides her hand in her lap.]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[He kneels down nearby, half-reaching for her hand but reigning himself back at the last moment.] Misaki-san...? What happened?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hey, Kirihara-san, what's...

[His footsteps halt as soon as he can see it.]

... No way.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Cradles her hand, giving him a frightened look.] What's going on?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... Er. You're bleeding. Hold on. [He digs underneath the cupboard for some paper towels, then offers one to Misaki.] I don't know where the bandages are. Shit.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Oh dear... [Walks forward and nuzzles at Misaki's shoulder.] It is alright, Misaki.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Wraps her arms around Amaterasu and buries her face against the goddess's neck]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Lets Misaki hug her for as long as she needs to without saying a word.]

[contract_star]

[Watching for a moment before wordlessly walking up and crouching beside her. He takes her hand and starts cleaning off the blood wordlessly.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Hei-san. [Near tears] What's wrong with me?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Misaki...

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Cradles her hand, looking up at him rather desperately.] What's wrong? What's happening?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[frowns] Misaki? Are you hurt?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

...You've got... You already...?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Cradles her hand against her chest.] Donna-san? What's wrong?