☆ WEEK SIX ( MINGLE )

[raisingproject]

Magical Girl Raising Project

Monday-Sunday, Week 6

11 REMAIN?

Everything has changed. There's no announcement from Fav this week about a new motive. Things are eerily quiet. There's the slight rumbling of an earthquake every now and again. Things glitch. The barrier... is gone. The impurity levels have increased from a measly percentage to it being in 25% of the town. You've been warned not to touch it, and you've seen the results of someone doing such a thing. But there's something off... something strange. But what could it be?

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[zackthekiller]

Yeeeeah...

[Zack is gonna move in and try to inspect the corpse. No, he doesn't realize this is the girl's changing room yet.]

[raisingproject]

[Well, if nobody's going to stop him there's nothing really of note outside of the injury and the whole heart thing unless you're looking for something in particular...?]

[imitationsoul]

[ ....... well, if you're looking for anything in particular, better be fast about it, because here's Miach (magical form, to be fast) rushing into the room. She isn't running, but those are definitely some fast jumps.

From one moment to another, she's standing next to Zack, staring down at the body with an unreadable expression. ]

.... good thing you're still holding on to that even now.

[ She's talking to the corpse here, but that might not be entirely clear. ]

It's yours after all.

[zackthekiller]

Uh....

[That was quick. Why is she talking to a corpse?]

Hey, Mia... I'll just give you some space here...

[He takes a few steps away from the body so Mia can look at it.]

[imitationsoul]

[ A 'mhm' sound of recognition is all Zack gets for that.

Death isn't really a big deal in this world, with what, the letters and all that, but some part of this still just feels wrong.

I'd have liked to survive with you, show M the flaws in her game together.

Dahlia had seemed like a person well-suited for this. Someone strong, someone selfish, someone smart. "Life is unfair" - of course it is. Dahlia looked good standing on top of that slope though.

Miach kneels down next to her upper body, glancing at her face (are her eyes open or closed?) and her heart in turns.

Bittersweet, certainly. Mostly bitter. Miach wouldn't have minded dying together - being the one left alive is a different kind of displeasure altogether. ]

[raisingproject]

[Her eyes are open; the expression seems to be one of shock.]

[perfectbeing]

[Not long after Zack backs off, Miach will feel the presence of someone else in the room. It's not really a stretch to guess who it might be.

Szayel doesn't say anything for a good few moments, just letting Miach get to work and not bothering much to address Zack. He's watching though, and making observations of his own.]

I see they've changed things up a bit.

[Straight to business, even now. For him, it's better to approach Dahlia's death this way.]

[imitationsoul]

[ Miach is half debating whether to close Dahlia's eyes or not when Szayel makes his presence relevant. She'd known he was there before, of course, but not seen it necessary to greet him, given the situation. ]

I take back what I speculated about them not caring who of us it is. This is personalized.

[perfectbeing]

I would imagine so. [He gives a slight huff, more in judgment of the killer than anything.] I cannot say that I care much for the melodramatic display of symbolism.

[And not because he enjoyed Dahlia's company or anything. Definitely not that.

This really is an inconvenience.

While they discuss it, Szayel's going to have a quick glance to see if anything can be derived from the scene. Like, is there anything to indicate what caused the hole?]

[raisingproject]

[The hole itself is perfectly circular in shape but other than that, nothing, really.]

[imitationsoul]

No, me neither.

[ I'm glad they didn't take it away from her though is a sentiment best not said out loud. Miach sighs and then bends down some more to plant a kiss on Dahlia's forehead. Then she draws back and finds herself staring into the dead eyes of her deceased not-friend from up-close. ]

... what was the last thing you saw, I wonder? It's up to us to find out and see to it that it burns, it seems.

I for one am looking forward to that.

[perfectbeing]

[Catching sight of it as he finishes checking out the hole, Szayel tilts his head out of curiosity at that display. Hollows (and Arrancar by extension) are a self-serving lot, so displays of caring for others to that blatant of a degree are pretty damn rare. It's not that he hasn't seen plenty of it here from the woefully emotional participants, but it's interesting to see it coming from Miach specifically.

Before he can get himself into contemplating the potential of bonds (ugh), he forces the thought back and chooses to focus on what Miach is saying.]

I can think of stronger methods of punishment than simply burning it. I'll just need to get a hold of my abilities again.

[It really should pain him to even be talking about something so basic and cliche as revenge, but you know what. He's annoyed enough to not care. Torture could be a good stress reliever for the entire last few weeks.]

[imitationsoul]

[ That comment is enough to make Miach look Szayel in the eyes properly for the first time today. She smiles, but not in a warm way. ]

While I can think of more cruel things too, none of them are that satisfying to watch. I'll leave it to you then.

The killer, M, Fav... It's not that I bear them resentment for their atrocity specifically. Being that way is just the nature of living. But I do quite sincerely despise them anyway, for hypocritical personal reasons. Especially now.

[ They took something that was theirs - maybe that is the feeling? ]

Before this town falls apart on its own, I'd rather see us destroy the last of it and bring the end about by our own means.

[perfectbeing]

[Honestly, he'd much rather receive those types of smiles over warm ones anyway.]

That is what it deserves. Fav and M...and whoever this hunter is have inconvenienced us for long enough. That is enough of a reason to despise them, whether it makes us hypocritical or not.

[He thinks about that some more...and lets out a hollow chuckle.]

I do find it rather funny. As you know, I came here because I saw it as an opportunity. I certainly didn't expect it to become an even bigger inconvenience than the one I temporarily escaped from.

[He says "temporarily" because he sure as hell does expect to get back there after this clusterfuck is over.]

[imitationsoul]

A high price to pay to make your worries from home appear smaller.

[ She goes quiet for a moment, dwelling over whether or not to inquire further. She figures she has nothing to lose though. ]

You never said what kind of trouble it was you got away from.

[perfectbeing]

[Szayel likewise falls silent at that inquiry.

He eventually decides that it shouldn't matter much to tell Miach. So with that decision made, he leans against one of the non-destroyed walls, crossing his arms and settling in for a bit of a story.]

I was facing one of Renji's allies in battle, and I was facing the destruction of my body. [We're off to a good start.] I had a way around it of course, but I did not want to resort to pulling out my trump card when a little more time to think would prevent me from having to do so.

[This is probably the most that Szayel has ever said about his life back home, aside from maybe what little he said to Dahlia about Renji and Shinigami as a whole.]

[imitationsoul]

[ Miach had wondered what the combat situation back in Szayel's world was like since she'd seen that fighting game - having it confirmed now that he and Renji stood on opposite sides of a battlefield makes a lot fall into place.

The expression 'destruction of my body' amuses her momentarily, remembering clearly what she had asked Fav on the first day about already having destroyed her body. ]

... what do people fight for in your world? Ideals, power, the well-being of those they assault?

[ This is kind of a nonsequitor, but she's genuinely curious. ]