#Disappeared Today Left No Trace | Solita IC

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“...So who knows what the best kinda stress reliever is?”

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“...There comes a time where ya gotta do stupid shit, and ultimately know you won’t get away with it, but do it anyway.”

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fmthefm replied to your post “Sol, stop showing your behind to everyone!”

"Hey, Solita's behind is a national treasure. As such, it should be on display-" Ax XLLE??

“Glad someone gets me!”

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silvcrreaper replied to your post “¦So who knows what the best kinda stress reliever is?”

Laughter!

“...Well, you just gonna leave me hanging with the suggestion or-”

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shinkuraun replied to your post: “…So who knows what the best kinda stress reliever...

death

“Been there, doesn’t work as people say it does-”

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Solita, do you have ANYONE you consider family? I mean, its unlikely since you drift worlds-

“Family?”

The girl paused. Looking away for a long moment before a gentle smile crossed her face. “...Yeah- yeah, I do.”

“It’s a few people. I was really... Really lucky. Meeting them a few times over, I felt like I could relax a little. I really see them as my family. Some, I don’t know if they feel the same. But, the frustrating goose chase of looking for me through all those worlds, it isn’t something that’d be for nothing.” Solita’s voice was very soft, a tone that was quite gentle, something that many would probably never hear from her. 

Her eyes lowered some. “...They’re the only reason I have any hold on myself. Having someone, something, to cling on to. Something to look forward to. I-... Guess I’ve never really gotten to show my gratitude for that.  My family means more than everything to me. From the bottom of my heart, I love them.”

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Hey Sol, somebody just ate your sweet bread snacks?! Whatcha gonna do about it?

Sol is pulling out a k nife

“Looks like its time to commit fratricide.”

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Like an absolute barbarian, Solita made a considerably large pot of broccoli and cheese soup, and is now just.

Sitting on the ground with said pot and bowl, and eating it, bowl by bowl.

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Sol, stop showing your behind to everyone!

“But the cat!”

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"I don't usually do this sorta thing, but here ya go, Sol.." Daniel was holding out a box of homemade chocolates for the girl. The box was messily wrapped and the chocolates themselves weren't very smooth looking, but it was clear he had made them himself. "I ah.. hope you like 'em."

Solita flushed, obviously not having expected something like this for Valentine’s. Even moreso, something made by hand. She blinked between Daniel, then at the gift in his hands, before carefully taking the box. Her mouth opened, then close as she swallowed and tried to regain composure. 

“Daniel.... Thank you.”

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monmuses replied to your post “¦So who knows what the best kinda stress reliever is?”

naps

“....Okay, naps sound like a solid plan.”

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“Is that my sweater you’re wearing?” [Sol don't steal Daniel's clothes smh]

RANDOM ASK MEMES

“Mmmmm... Is it?” Solita plays innocent at the question, pretending to look down curiously at the sweater she had on. It was, indeed, one of his. But, she wanted to tease him. 

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Harry sneakily tip toes his way into a room where Solita is asleep, in his shadowy form. Where he proceeds to reach for her box of donuts to try to steal one. Except he steps on a very loud, very creaky wooden board in the floor that probably woke up the whole neighborhood. What a way to show your sis yer around again, Nielson.

“.......” Maybe it was lucky that she hadn’t fallen asleep yet. Someone moving around the place really gave her that impression. She had been still, pretending to be asleep up, until he managed to step on that creaky board. Where she rolls over to look at the culprit. Frowning at the sight of her little brother. Then sigh. “....Dude, you couldn’t even ask?” 

Unlucky for Harry, the box was empty anyways.

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waxing: what is your proudest accomplishment? (to Sol, Kitz and Kat)

late night self reflective asks 🌙

“Proudest? …I dunno, when I got a solo part in high school for our chorus group? Or when I ended up a lead in my theatre club? Outside of that there’s really not anything that vividly jumps out as ‘I’m proud of this,’ you know?”

“...I don’t have one. I’ve accomplished nothing, and I have nothing for myself to be proud of.”

“I have lots to be proud of! Becoming a hero of Heksville, saving the children of Botume, and even just surviving without any memories. My proudest might be kind of small but... Establishing a home, even if it is in a water pipe, is one of my proudest. It took a lot of effort, and even now, I love it.”

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‘ you have cuts all over your face. ’ (Nocturne @ Sol)

dark matter starters

“...Yep, I do.” Sol gave a small sigh, reaching to touch her face. “A minor discomfort that comes with making dumb mistakes, I guess.” She says with a shrug and a shake of her head. “It’s a shame that I gotta deal with it, though. And it just-” She puts her hands to slightly squish her own cheeks and talk rather mockingly, “-takes away from my adorable appearance, you know?”

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“Are you hurt...?” (Leon to Solita)

“I-...” 

Well, that was a yes. Her head was fuzzy, it hurt. She must have hit it pretty good. She couldn’t think straight, seeming to blank out. She stared at Leon for a long moment, before blinking. Trying to make sense of what he was saying. 

She could feel something sticky and warm seeping in her hair. Ah, that would be a pain to clean later... She brought a hand up to her head, trying to get back on track. “Hurt-... Yeah. S-sorry.”