adorabrawler | 12 year old girls who would love to do a violence catch all

[she really didn't know that much about it, actually. just vague comments.]

That's what I thought. I saw some memories and things, and Livio and I talk a lot.

Did something happen?

...Sorry. I didn't mean to see something personal.

[but she does want to know what happened. it's hard to know what to do in these situations.]

A lot of somethings, since, uh—we were there for 150 years.

N... no, sorry—maybe I should be the one apologizing. It's not a good... Eugh.

... Wait, that's genius. You could become a snowball flinging machine.

Yeah! I can make a snow tornado strong enough to kill!

150 years?

[holy shit??? why do they keep sending 12 year olds to hell?]

I was in mine for a long time, but I don't think it was 120 years. Maybe a week...?

Hey.

[she's just going to put a paw on her shoulder.]

Nothing about your memories are gross or bad to me. I just saw something scary and awful that happened to you.

Mm...

[ No, she supposes not. Ylfa's seen enough bad, from what she's told—inarguably moments worse than Mizuki's own experiences. (It's not a competition, but still.) Yet it's still sudden enough that she feels guilty for it.

Mizuki slips out a shaky exhale. ]

It was—my mom.

[ Send them to hell! Send them to hell! ]

I think we had a, uh. Very unique case.

Aw, yes. With snowballs to pummel people with!

That's crazy, though. You're like - one of the oldest people here.

Yeah, I could fling them in a million directions!

It'd be nice if everyone else realized that, too.

[she's not necessarily meaning that her memories are so bad, so much as it makes her feel badly when people react like something they saw was gross or upsetting. she doesn't want to do the same.]

...Oh. I'm really sorry, Mizuki. What happened to her?