10-14-2009, 06:37 AM
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Post again if you want :] I had fun with this thread! Word Count: 342 ........Mew nodded as Tokyo responded to her statement: clearly, she did not want to go into detail on that encounter. Very well, for Mew did not want to talk about fights or accidents. Both subjects were depressing, and for Mew they carried with them deep and neverending sorrow, some that she could not put away. She did not want to share them with more than those who already knew, no matter how pleasant Tokyo was as a person. Surprisingly, though, the femme mentioned something else as well: her departure. Mew's ears perked - had their conversation not just started? But in one way, it was fine. Mew had not asked for company, and she had come here with the intention of thinking in solitude, not taking part in conversation. So in a way, she got what she wanted. Trouble was, now that she was being social, she wasn't sure if that hadn't been what she wished for in the first place. Perhaps she thought she needed solitude, but the fake need for solitude existed solely because she in reality needed to be around others? It would not be the first strange trick her mind played on her. Now that she was engaged in conversation, she was pretty certain she enjoyed that better. Still, of course, Tokyo would leave if she wanted to, but something in Mew pushed her to make some form of abstract and vague agreement between the two, as if a semi-existent promise to properly define their acquaintance. ........"Yeah, nice meeting you! We should hang out one day, maybe?" ........It was a question, but it was not one that required an answer in this context. Perhaps it was more of a statement with a question mark - either way, Mew turned again, directing her attention elsewhere. Their encounter was in that sense concluded, but would Mew remain in this spot. It was Tokyo who had come here, and it was Tokyo that was leaving, but Mew Sadira was static. She had things to discuss with the view of the ocean. |