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Madoka Kaname (margaretemagica) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2012-10-14 18:20:00

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homura akemi, madoka kaname

day 188, 11pm // action // closed
[ it's late. not as late as it could be, no, but- late however you look at it. and already, it's looking like another night where sleep's not going to come easily. she's not tired at all, what with staying up into the odd hours of the night before with roxy, and if she lies down she's just going to be stuck with her thoughts in the bed.

and that means it's time to wander. she exits the apartments, heading out into the cityscape that is sector 2, and briefly checks her surroundings before moving forward.

maybe a walk will clear her mind. ]

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timelesspromise
2012-10-15 01:07 am UTC (link)

[Nights are rarely that restful for Homura.

She sleeps when she can, often when her mind works itself into an exhaustion, finally allowing her the rest she needs. There's never a point in going to bed this early. Tossing and turning, there's nothing that can come of it but an endless stream of thoughts and anxieties that she can't just shut off. Not without the help of sleep aids at least.

Instead, it's easier to be out doing something. Without Witches to focus on defeating and building up her own power, there are a few other routes she can turn to. Gathering the meager supplies she can for bombs or other attempts at arms. Keeping an eye out for QB, who hasn't shown his face recently. Or, as on this night, simply watching from afar towards the only one she has any sort of emotional investment towards in this place.

Dressed in her standard moonlighting outfit of white, black, and grey, violet Soul Gem set against the back her left hand, the girl has sat quietly on a nearby chimney. There's little to really do besides watch those who might pass by and enter the apartment building. But somehow it's better than having the same thoughts while curled up in her bed.

The cool night washing over her, she's not expecting Madoka to emerge after her apartment lights turn out, but sure enough even under the streetlights she can make out that pink hair. Homura frowns from the rooftops, pushing her hair out of her face to take a closer watch.]

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margaretemagica
2012-10-15 02:22 am UTC (link)

[ at first, everything is peaceful. it's late enough that silence reigns supreme - the loudest noise is the hum of the streetlights and the gentle tapping of madoka's feet against the ground. it's a nice kind of quiet, though, the kind that means she doesn't have to think.

and then the back of her neck tingles, and just like that she's left with a certain distinctive feeling: you are not alone.

she stops in her tracks, eyes darting back and forth before finally landing on a specific chimney. when she finally processes who it is, there's only one thought that flies through her head: what's homura doing here? she halts where she is, unable to do much of anything other than stare up at the other girl.

she knows she doesn't have anything to worry about, but it'd be a lie to say she's not frightened. ]

	timelesspromise 2012-10-15 08:02 am UTC (link)
	[Everything is fine, that I know of. She evades answering the question that isn't a question, setting her back against the wall behind her.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timelesspromise 2012-10-15 08:44 pm UTC (link)
	[It's a good thing she doesn't need to talk, as practically choking at that sad question would make responding more difficult. Even now she delays in responding, no thoughts magically transmitting. What could she even say?] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)