Nessie | She/They | 18+
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I had a goal similar to that. You know this. These things don't change. "
"You above all should believe in change Homura. More than anyone."
And guiding new magical girls? It seems you've forgotten what we're made for. Haven't you, Mami? "
I had a goal similar to that. You know this. These things don't change. "
And guiding new magical girls? It seems you've forgotten what we're made for. Haven't you, Mami? "
"Maybe even work together to achieve an even greater outcome! Not make yourself more enemies"
And guiding new magical girls? It seems you've forgotten what we're made for. Haven't you, Mami? "
And you. You're a dangerous one, blinded by their own delusions of grandeur.
The only reason I haven't rended your head from your body is that it would upset Madoka. "
a snap. a nearby streetlight splitting in half.
" Like that.
-you to do is keep her from interfering.
And you. You're a dangerous one, blinded by their own delusions of grandeur.
The only reason I haven't rended your head from your body is that it would upset Madoka. "
a snap. a nearby streetlight splitting in half.
" Like that.
I've worked far too hard just for the likes of you to have it crumble down once more.
My perfect timeline brought to ashes from a boy selfish and lusting for power, doesn't sit right to me.
Or you.
But if you’re worrying /that/ much, have the girl keep her distance. Lest you wish to fail again… 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑨𝒌𝒆𝒎𝒊.
I don't care what happens to you. But if something happens to Madoka. . .
You're dead before you can even turn into a witch.
I've worked far too hard just for the likes of you to have it crumble down once more.
My perfect timeline brought to ashes from a boy selfish and lusting for power, doesn't sit right to me.
I don't care what happens to you. But if something happens to Madoka. . .
You're dead before you can even turn into a witch.
… 𝑰‘𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎…
I don't care what happens to you. But if something happens to Madoka. . .
You're dead before you can even turn into a witch.
I say I took an opportunity.
It’s all a matter of perspective, really.
Sigh. Another problem for us.
Sigh. Another problem for us.
Sigh. Another problem for us.
I suppose there's another problem to take care of, then. "
Hell, he even got me.”
He tilts his neck and pulls back his collar to show off the mark Orochimaru left.
“I’m actually looking for him so I can kill him.”
A brow raised.
I suppose there's another problem to take care of, then. "
A brow raised.
Sounds like someone else I know.”
One that turns girls into puppets for it's own strings. "
A brow raised.
One that turns girls into puppets for it's own strings. "
One that turns girls into puppets for it's own strings. "
"I never took you as a festive type, Homura."
She's sighing. Before grabbing her by the shoulders.
" Do you know where she is—? "
Sayaka rolls her eyes. But was that blush she just saw?! Oh this is a very rare moment!
“Anyway, do you know where Madoka and others are? These things are everywhere!”
" I still don't believe you. . . but your demeanor isn't that of an alternate. "
She's sighing. Before grabbing her by the shoulders.
" Do you know where she is—? "
" I still don't believe you. . . but your demeanor isn't that of an alternate. "
Sayaka giggled at her silly little attempt to tease Homura.
“Yep, you’re the real deal!”
" I still don't believe you. . . but your demeanor isn't that of an alternate. "
She would look to the side. Seems she expected a clear answer.
" Madoka. "
Ouch, that’s an easy but harsh question to answer. She takes a deep breath and sighs…
“Because…i was stupid. Really…fucking…stupid…”
A pathetic smile can be seen on Sayaka’s face..
“Who do you care about the most..”
Let's see.
How did you become a witch? "
She would look to the side. Seems she expected a clear answer.
" Madoka. "
Let's see.
How did you become a witch? "
Sayaka shrugs her shoulders.
“I don’t think i’ll ever like the little rat after it tricked me.
Let's see.
How did you become a witch? "
She would glare.
" How about you. "
Still glaring, Sayaka decides to start things off with her own question.
“Let’s start with the obvious. How much do you trust Kyubey?”
Perhaps. . . A question about ourselves. Only we would know. "
She would glare.
" How about you. "