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[lunaciisms]

☾ @phantasmagirl ☽

☾ 雪兎 ☽ “Yui-san, I’m back with some waffles from the kitchen! There’s some ice cream too if you want to have something sweet with it...”

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@phantasmagirl || x

     “A-Are you sure...? I c-can’t help but be concerned, you k-know...”

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@phantasmagirl As the crowd began to dissipate from the stage, Ryouta sat panting, trying to gather himself enough to stand. His breakdown had practically wiped him of all his energy. He noticed one person was lingering behind, and he stretched out a shaking hand, waving her over. "E-excuse me...! C-can you please... H-help me up...?"

[lunaciisms]

☾ @phantasmagirl, what will you do when the moon’s lost its source of light? ☽

☾ 雪兎 || 月 ☽ Yukito was not ok. And judging the poor state of a pillow that has been thrown across the room, whizzing by the watch doll harmlessly but still enough to have a sonic boom attached to it, neither was Yue. How else would you react when your emotions are as tumultuous as the tides, stirred up in a frenzy because your mistress and your beloved were attacked? The fact that he wasn’t there to be able to defend them, even if it meant losing his life, hurt even more.

Rationally, he should have known that Kerberos wouldn’t have let that slide either. Not to mention also that the Clow Cards were not there on the stage, so it’s possible that they were alright. But he is the moon. It’s going to take a while before he can be calm and rational again.

For now though, he’s reached a state of subdued sadness, burying his face into a pillow and not realizing someone was coming into the room. He had left the door unlocked, yes, but at least his rose was out of sight.