[ She's been in a bit of a daze since hearing the news. The news that the people back home she loves and longs to be acknowledged by do exist, but know a different Satou. Realizing that the mother she wants to impress can never be impressed by anything she does. That the friend she wants to protect can never be protected by her hands. That her precious little sister Masume will never ever be with her again, no matter how much she cries.
But now she's standing outside of one of the empty houses. Confused by the fact her feet brought her here, holding a diary to her chest. She opens her diary to doodles and letters to her friends, with the flowers she kept as memories of them pressed between the pages. A blue flower like Touka wears in her hair, a golden yellow flower like Shugo's eyes, something purple that reminds her of Mikale, pink roses for Masume... Satou stares at them, feeling ready to cry.
Then flips the diary upside-down, letting the pressed flowers fall out and blow away. It takes her a second to realize what she's just done. She watches them blow away, aware of how badly she wants to scream and cry and chase after them, before turning to the empty house. Her house. And, in an attempt to remind herself that she's living there now, she uses some of her new powers to make a cherry blossom tree grow on the lawn. Then walks inside to try to clean her new home.
Between little chores she is doing to maintain the house, you might catch her ripping pages out of her diary and folding them into paper airplanes. Quick, this is your chance to catch some blackmail material. ]
Houses
But now she's standing outside of one of the empty houses. Confused by the fact her feet brought her here, holding a diary to her chest. She opens her diary to doodles and letters to her friends, with the flowers she kept as memories of them pressed between the pages. A blue flower like Touka wears in her hair, a golden yellow flower like Shugo's eyes, something purple that reminds her of Mikale, pink roses for Masume... Satou stares at them, feeling ready to cry.
Then flips the diary upside-down, letting the pressed flowers fall out and blow away. It takes her a second to realize what she's just done. She watches them blow away, aware of how badly she wants to scream and cry and chase after them, before turning to the empty house. Her house. And, in an attempt to remind herself that she's living there now, she uses some of her new powers to make a cherry blossom tree grow on the lawn. Then walks inside to try to clean her new home.
Between little chores she is doing to maintain the house, you might catch her ripping pages out of her diary and folding them into paper airplanes. Quick, this is your chance to catch some blackmail material. ]